Teachers all over the world [Transmigration Book]

Ci Xin suddenly called him Zi Chu, Jiang Yanxiao was caught off guard.

He froze for a moment, bent his eyes, and showed a bright smile: "Of course!"

Three days later, north of Luoshui.

Ci Xin and Jiang Yanxiao stood on a cloud, overlooking the city of Luoyang below.

The breeze is blowing, the clouds are floating, and the city of Luoyang is appearing and disappearing under one's feet——Jiang Yanxiao has long discovered that no matter in the past and present, the geographical structure has not changed greatly despite the different times.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the city of eight passes is surrounded by mountains on eight sides, and Luoyang is surrounded by five rivers".The clouds flew a little lower, and Jiang Yanxiao could clearly see that Luoyang City was located between mountains and rivers, with dragon veins running through it, and the shape was excellent, and one could feel the prosperity of the capital at a glance.

In the original world, Luoyang was the imperial capital for a thousand years.In this world, he is also the capital of Yu Kingdom, known as Luo Jing.

Ci Xin didn't fly into Luojing with Jiang Yanxiao, but went all the way north and stopped at the edge of a green mountain.

"This mountain is called Mang Mountain," Ci Xin said, "The Jokhang Enci Temple is located at the foot of the mountain."

Jiang Yan smiled and nodded, looking over the meandering Luoshui, dense forests, and towering pagodas, he said with emotion: "It's really a treasure land of geomantic omen."

Although it is in the suburbs of Beijing, there is a steady stream of people coming and going at the gate of the Jokhang Enci Temple.Compassionate looked around, and instead of going through the main entrance, she chose a side entrance where there were no people there, and walked down the cloud with Jiang Yan and a smile.

When the two walked into the side door, Jiang Yanxiao immediately smelled the sandalwood fragrance in the air.

His eyes swept over the vermilion walls, the magnificent golden hall, and finally landed on an incense burner the size of a copper tripod in front of the hall.

There are three incense sticks in the stove, all of which are as thick as a baby's arm. The heads of the incense are a little golden red, and they are burning slowly.

Jiang Yan smiled curiously: "Master, can I go and have a look?"

Compassion: "Go."

Jiang Yanxiao ran to the incense burner, put his palms together, bowed to the Buddha statue directly opposite, and then lowered his head to observe the ashes in the incense burner.

This tripod incense burner is at least three feet deep, but the gray incense ash has reached the edge, which shows that there are so many incense candles and the pride of the believers.

[Master is indeed rich! 】Jiang Yanxiao happily shared his conclusions with the system, 【In such a side hall, there are people burning incense. The Jokhang Enci Temple is worthy of being a national temple. As the most popular monk among the people, it is no wonder that the master does not go through the main entrance. 】

[Well,] the system helped him conclude, [You are about to have a rich and powerful master. 】

Jiang Yan smiled: [Ha ha ha! 】

Ci Xin took Jiang Yanxiao to the east, and all the monks he met along the way stopped to salute him, and Ci Xin returned the salute one by one.

The daily life of the monks is concentrated on the east side of the temple. When Cixin brought Jiang Yanxiao to the monk's room, an old monk with a gray beard came from the front hall. After saluting Cixin, he leaned over and whispered something to him.

As the abbot of Jokhang Enci Temple, Ci Xin is naturally very busy.Sure enough, after the old monk found Cixin, Cixin summoned two young monks and introduced to Jiang Yan with a smile: "Zi Chu, this is enlightenment and Juekong."

The two young monks looked at Jiang Yan and smiled together.

"Zuewu Juekong, this little benefactor is Xiao Zichu," Ci Xin introduced, "He will live here from now on, please ask the two Xunkong leaders to familiarize themselves with the surroundings and help him settle down as soon as possible."

"……Yes."

Ci Xin hastily explained a few words, and left with the old monk.Suddenly there were only three people left in the monk's room.

Just now when he confessed compassionately, Jiang Yanxiao kept silently looking at the two monks in front of him—they looked about the same size as him, about fourteen or fifteen years old, one was tall and thin, the other was short and fat, they looked like a pair of bowls and chopsticks , quite happy.

If Jiang Yanxiao hadn't been keenly aware of a faint trace of hostility... Maybe he could really become friends with them.

"Wukong, hello, my name is Xiao Zichu!" Jiang Yan introduced himself with a smile, as if he didn't realize that he had mispronounced someone else's dharma name.

"My name is Juekong, not Wukong!" The squat little monk rolled his eyes, and no longer concealed his guard and hostility towards Jiang Yanxiao, "...Zi, Chu?!"

He paused word by word, and read out the title of compassion to Jiang Yanxiao: "Who are you? Why are you with the master? Why do you live in this room?!"

Jiang Yanxiao didn't bother to explain to them how he knew compassion, but was quite interested in Juekong's last question.

"What? Is there anything special about this room?"

"Don't play dumb!" Juekong said, "The master's room is next to you, don't say you don't know!"

Jiang Yan smiled: "..."

He really didn't know.

However, although I don't know why Compassionate arranged it like this, it's always a good thing to be close to the target.

Jiang Yanxiao looked forward to the scene of seeing Ci Xin every day looking up and not seeing him down, and soon grinning at the scene of Ci Xin agreeing to accept him as a disciple, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Jue Kong exploded: "...What are you laughing at?!"

"I'm so happy!" Jiang Yan laughed twice, "It feels so good to be favored!"

"...!" Juekong stared, and was about to fight back, when the consciousness who had been silent by the side and devoted himself to being a transparent person finally spoke.

"Juekong, stop talking." He warned Juekong with his eyes, "Do you want to make trouble in front of the master?"

Jue Kong curled his lips and stopped talking.

Juewu turned to Jiang Yanxiao again, showing a kind smile: "Little benefactor Xiao, please don't mind. Juekong is straightforward, has always admired the master, and regards the master as his faith. You suddenly appeared, and the master arranged to live here. He temporarily It’s normal to not understand.”

Jiang Yan smiled and pushed the boat along: "Well, it's understandable."

Jue Wu said again: "I am one year older than Jue Kong, but Jue Kong came to Enci Temple a year earlier than me."

"We were both beggars in the past. We were rescued by Master Compassionate Heart and brought back to Enci Temple before we converted to Buddhism."

"Wow, what a coincidence! Me too!" Jiang Yan smiled and said, "I used to be a down-and-out beggar. On that day, the sun was shining brightly. I squatted on the side of the road and ate the leftover watermelon rind. When the master passed by, my stomach was just right. called..."

Jiang Yan smiled and made up nonsense: "Then, the master took pity on me, picked me up, brought me back, and arranged for me to live here... Haha, Juekong, why are you staring at me? Isn't this normal?"

This is just nonsense.Juekong clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

"Master is merciful. He saved us out of good intentions. He definitely doesn't want to see us fighting among ourselves." Jiang Yan said with a smile, "When I also convert to Buddhism, we will be half of the same school. Why bother to fight each other?"

Every time he said a word, Juekong's face turned red, and when Jiang Yan said with a smile that he would also convert to Buddhism and live here for a long time, Juekong couldn't bear it anymore, and walked away.

"boom--!"

He slammed the wooden door shut with a loud bang.Seeing this, Juewu smiled apologetically at Jiang Yan: "Little benefactor Xiao, Juekong has a bit of a temper, but he is not a bad person. When he figures it out, he won't target you."

Jiang Yan smiled: "Haha, I hope so."

Unlike Juekong's blatant hostility, Juewu has always been gentle and polite, and doesn't seem to contradict Jiang Yanxiao's existence.

He offered to take Jiang Yanxiao to visit Enci Temple.After familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment, he brought Jiang Yanxiao a mattress, wooden pillow and thin quilt, and explained some Buddhist precepts to him.

"Although you have not entered Buddhism, you should abide by the clear rules and precepts in Enci Temple." Juewu helped Jiang Yanxiao make the bed, and said, "The basic six precepts of Buddhism are no killing, no stealing, no sexual misconduct, no lying, and no drinking , don’t eat meat, as long as you devote your heart to the Buddha, it’s actually very easy to do.”

Jiang Yan smiled: "Thank you for reminding me."

Awakening told him some precautions in life.For example, morning classes at Mao, meals at Chen, not eating after noon, and so on, Jiang Yanxiao wrote them down one by one.

After saying this, Jue Wu was ready to leave.

Jiang Yan said with a smile: "The last thing, I have to trouble my little master."

Enlightenment: "...please tell me."

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yanxiao returned to his living room with three Buddhist scriptures and a stroke of inkstone.

He put the Buddhist scriptures on the table, added water and ink, and spread out the rice paper.

[Okay, start copying! 】Jiang Yan said with a smile,【It is impossible to memorize three volumes of Buddhist scriptures, even in this life!It seems that I can only copy. I just picked and picked for a long time, and I chose the three that looked the thinnest. Maybe I can complete the task ahead of schedule. 】

System: [Smile, come on! 】

Of course, Jiang Yanxiao's so-called "thinness" is at least dozens of pages larger.Jiang Yanxiao opened the Buddhist scriptures and was about to pick up his pen and dip in the ink when his eyes fell on the ancient yellowed pages and he was stunned.

Jiang Yan smiled: [...What is this writing? ! 】

System: [Sanskrit. 】

Jiang Yan smiled:? ? ?

These words are crooked, like drawing on paper.Jiang Yan smiled and stared at it for a long time, but didn't understand a single word: [... How can I copy this?If you can't even read it, how can you recite it? 】

The system thoughtfully explained: [Smile, it's like this - there are two ways to complete the task. If you choose to recite, you will see Chinese. If you choose to transcribe, you can only transcribe in Sanskrit. 】

Jiang Yan smiled: [………]

System: [Still copying? ! 】

Jiang Yanxiao was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth: [Copy! 】

Isn't it just copying, what's the difficulty?With this in mind, Jiang Yanxiao wet the brush, held the brush firmly, followed the strange Sanskrit characters in the Buddhist scriptures, and began to "paint ghosts."

He still can't hold the brush, and the pen is heavy and makes a slight rustling sound.After a while, the tip of the pen was a little bald.

Because he didn't know where the strokes started and what direction they were, Jiang Yanxiao copied them very hard. It took almost a minute to write a few words, and they were crooked and of different sizes.

He carefully copied the Buddhist scriptures and kept silent, so the system remained silent.It took more than half an hour until Jiang Yanxiao finally copied the first sheet of paper and asked the system for credit: [Look, I finished a sheet! 】

Only then did the system issue a reminder: [Ding Dong!Unrecognizable handwriting, this card is invalid! 】

Jiang Yan smiled and his eyes darkened.