[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

The fox in the basket tilted his head on the spot and looked at each other in shock.

What this person said just now meant that he was not going to live in a temple, but to become a monk directly, right?

Jin Chanzi finished speaking for a long time without waiting for an answer, and looked up in the direction of the basket next door.

I saw the fox in the basket with its head tilted, a pair of slender eyes wide open and looking at him, with its mouth open, the whole fox was in a daze.

"Unwilling?" Jin Chanzi couldn't tell from its expression whether it agreed or disagreed.

The little fox who was in a daze suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously nodding his head.

He is willing.

Maybe there will be no meat porridge to eat in the temple in the future, so the fox squatting in the basket couldn't help but move to the iron pot containing the meat porridge.

Jin Chanzi also saw its movements, "No way."

The expectant fox wanted to reject the other party's proposal on the spot.

Can't even drink porridge, can I really live a good life with him in the future?

Chen Wei is quite skeptical about his temple life.

The fox lying in the bamboo basket at night was fast asleep on all fours as usual.

The boy who had been sitting by the stove got up and picked up the packed books on the table, ready to go out.

Before leaving, he passed the basket where the fox was lying, and from the corner of his vision, he saw that the limbs of the white fox became blurred a little bit, and then the tail disappeared. Finally, after the body disappeared, only a head remained. The effort of a cup of tea.

The basket was empty, and the fox lying in it had disappeared.

The boy who was about to go out with the books in his hand had already walked in front of the basket at some point, and knelt down to caress the clothes in the basket. The residual temperature reminded him that there was really a fox lying here just now.

"No wonder."

No wonder he put the fox in the basket before going to bed, and the door was closed tightly. When he woke up the next morning, the basket was empty.

Jin Chanzi put the basket where it was, got up, picked up the books, opened the courtyard door and went to the teacher's house.

Early the next morning, a man in green clothes and carrying simple luggage entered the gate of Baoning Temple with a basket in his hand.

The monk of Baoning Temple chose an auspicious day for him to ordain or become a monk and change his name to Yizhi, starting as a sweeping novice.

Since then, there has been a young monk in Baoning Temple, with cold eyes and a broom every day, sweeping down the steps of the mountain gate to remove dust and fallen leaves, and then clean up the open spaces outside the main halls.

There are few people in the temple, and there are only two novice monks who are used to sweep the floor. Two people have to clean six or seven halls every day.

Jin Chanzi was not angry at all about this, and took a broom to find the abbot of Baoning Temple, and divided the area he cleaned every day, and he refused to clean any more than an inch.

The great monk thought that he had a deep relationship with Buddhism, and when he heard him come to make a request, he picked up the "Du'e Sutra" in his hand and discussed it with him.

The little novice monk standing at the door, with a light blue scalp, was holding a broom in his hand and answered the other party's questions expressionlessly.

He hadn't read a single word of those scriptures, but no matter which sentence was mentioned by the great monk of Baoning Temple, he could answer the next sentence, and his views on Buddhism were even more unique.

The great monk was overjoyed, he took his broom and handed it to someone else on the spot, gave him a new job, and asked him to go to Qingfengtang, which is the place in the temple that is responsible for the Buddhist ritual laws of the temple and Ji Gang's justice. There is another meaning in the temple.

There is a place dedicated to training the next generation of abbots.

Every abbot of Baoning Temple comes from Qingfengtang.

Jin Chanzi, who no longer sweeps the floor, gets up every day when the morning bell rings, and turns off the lights to rest when the evening bell falls. Occasionally, his eyes glance over the empty basket, and he will move away after a short stay.

When Chen Wei realized this dream again, he found that he was not sitting in the snow this time, but sitting by the edge of a stream, with a few koi swimming back and forth in the stream with flicking tails.

He squatted on the shore by himself, and after recognizing where he was, he focused on the fish in the water and licked his lips, "I really want to eat fish."

A few koi carps were not afraid of the immature fox at all, and some even had the guts to quietly lift their heads out of the water, pick up a hair from the fox's body and drag it into the bottom of the water. .

This kind of contemptuous attitude made the fox squatting on the bank drooling jump up and slap it down with one paw. The fish didn't come up, and he slapped himself with the koi's bath water.

Several koi in the water watched this scene, and all of them wagged their tails proudly and teased the fox in front of it without fear of death.

Jin Chanzi, who was resting today, went down the mountain to buy mung bean osmanthus cake according to Qingfengtang's senior brother's instructions. The monk who came in from the mountain gate with half a catty of cakes has grown into a young man.

Chen Wei, who was taunted several times by the koi by the creek, said angrily that he has a lot of bath water on his forehead and doesn't care about the fish.

Holding his head proudly on his short legs, he turned his head and walked into the distance. He couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to eat if no one fed him!

On the steps of the mountain gate, one person and one fox meet again.

Jin Chanzi walked up with the pastry in his hand, and when he was in the middle, he saw a white animal in front of him, climbing down the high steps with difficulty.

Chen Wei, who came out of the creek, turned around and found nothing to eat. Instead, he saw a staircase full of artificial traces. Artificial traces mean that there will be people nearby!

With the mentality of being able to cook immediately, the fox sprinted all the way up the steps, and then the fox whose legs were not as high as the steps began to stumble downhill.

In the middle of the walk, the fox, who was getting more and more angry as he walked, exploded into a ball, lying on the steps angrily and raising his head to ask the sky.

"Hello, hello, next time, can I be a human instead of an animal?"

God ignored him, and the young monk standing halfway up the mountain walked up to it calmly, stepped over his body, and continued walking up without looking sideways.

The fox who was talking to God turned his head on the spot and looked at the person who had stepped over him and was now walking up with his back facing him.

He saw that the other party was wearing the gray monk's robe of a temple monk, and was holding a paper bag tied with a red string in his right hand.

The sweet smell of food wafted out of the paper bag, and came to Chen Wei's patient seduction, luring the fox lying on the steps.

Chen Wei took a deep breath, and inhaled the unique fragrance of the pastry into his lungs. His saliva was almost drooling because of the delicious smell, and he kept stretching his neck to take a few more breaths.

The young monk who had already walked five or six steps above turned around, looked at the fox lying on the steps below, and raised the pastry in his right hand expressionlessly: "Do you want to eat it?"

The fox on the steps jumped up on the spot and climbed up on all fours.

He physically expressed how strong his desire to eat was.

Jin Chanzi stood where he was, holding the box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, quietly waiting for the other party to climb five steps to his feet, squatting obediently and looking up at him.

Chen Wei had just sat down, and when he looked up at the face that was vaguely familiar, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him, and there was a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus-scented pastry on it, getting closer and closer to him. getting closer.

"Want to eat?" The pastry was stopped a foot away from Chen Wei, and then the monk standing on the steps squatted down, no longer condescendingly looking down at the fox on the ground, and sneered: "I searched all the food in the city. I read from a strange miscellaneous book that can make a fox disappear without a sound, which means that the fox itself is the illusion of a certain Taoist priest. The fox is fake, and you are also fake. The illusion does not need to eat thing."

The pastry was held by human fingers, and he put it into his own mouth bit by bit. The unique aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus combined with the mung bean filling inside, the sweet and greasy taste made the young monk dissatisfied.

After eating only one piece, he stood up, carried the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake and continued to walk up.

As for the fox on the steps, it didn't deserve his second glance.

Chen Wei, who was squatting on the steps, was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the back of the figure who didn't turn his head and left, and realized that he seemed to be deceived by humans?

"Grass (a plant)!"

The fox came back to his senses and jumped up on the spot to hit the opponent, waving his short paws in mid-air without hitting anything.

The furious fox was picked up by another monk who went down the mountain that day, and he saw the fox hanging on the steps and struggling to climb up.

He kindly went forward, picked up the fox and carried it all the way up the last step, then took out a steaming vegetarian bun from his bosom, tore half of it and put it in front of Chen Wei: "Please eat."

Chen Wei looked up at the kind-hearted monk in front of him, and after remembering his appearance, he wolfed down the half of the bun.

In the distance, the young monk leaning against the temple gate looked coldly at the fox eating other people's buns on the ground, turned around and threw the beef in his hand into the forest beside him, and went straight into the gate.

Chen Wei on the last step was still not full after eating half a bun, but he didn't have the nerve to ask the other party for more food.

Sitting on the ground and watching the monk walk into the temple gate not far away, Chen Wei also raised his head to look at the three big characters written on the temple gate.

"Baoning Temple."

This name is so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere?

The fox squatting on the ground thought for a while, but couldn't think of it, and found a deserted corner and circled around the wall of the temple.

The person who quickly found a dog hole sneaked in covertly from the hole before dark, and the fox that entered the temple tiptoed on its four feet trying to find a temporary shelter for itself.

From the Daxiong Hall to the Tianwang Hall, to the Pharmacist Hall and then to the Wenshu Monastery, there are monks sitting on stools at the entrance of each hall, either chatting or chanting.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and Chen Wei hid in the temple for a long time. The hair on his head was wet before he found a room with an open door and no monks guarding the door.

He squatted not far away and stared at the door, and waited until it was dark without seeing any sign of anyone coming in or out. After making sure that there was no one there, he rushed into the rain on the spot, got into the house as fast as he could, and entered in a hurry. Hide under the bed.

The young monk knocking on the wooden fish in the room noticed the white shadow flashing past the corner of his eyes, put down the gavel in his hand, got up and closed the door that had not been closed.

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