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

The little spider sits on his shoulder, looking up at the sky in confusion: "There are only four monks in Jinshan Temple, is it hard to remember?"

When this temple was at its peak, there were less than thirty monks, and it could remember all of them, not to mention the four monks now.

Chen Wei silently drew a detailed picture of this temple in his heart.

Name: Jinshan Temple.

Characters: There are four monks in the temple, and a spider who can understand human language.

"Then do you know the name of my master?" Chen Wei answered the question with a hook on the little spider.

"Answer the answer correctly once, and I'll give you time to burn a stick of incense."

Xiao Hei stared at the human being with compound eyes for a few seconds, "You were so generous the day before yesterday to let me play casually, why do you have to divide the time now."

The human waved away the branches blocking the way indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's too easy for you to get it, which is not good for your practice."

"..." Xiao Hei, who had always practiced alone, held his chin and thought for a while and felt that what he said made sense.

Since seeing the Buddha's light on the young monk, it doesn't like to go to the main hall to accompany the old monk to chant sutras and accompany the Bodhisattva, "Sin, sin, I committed greed."

Chen Wei: "...so are you still playing?"

Xiao Hei: "Rub!"

Wuwuwuwu, I'm sorry Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva let me rub it a few more times, I promise to chant scriptures and burn incense for you every time I finish rubbing it, and make offerings to you.

"What is my master's name?" Chen Wei asked.

"Elder Fa Ming, he is also the abbot of Jinshan Temple." Xiao Hei replied.

"How old is my senior brother?"

"Are you talking about the awakened monk or the Jueding monk?" There are two senior brothers in the temple, and Xiao Hei doesn't know which one he is referring to.

"Tell me both."

"Awakening is like nineteen, Jueming is older, 24 years old. The three of you were picked up by Elder Faming."

If it weren't for Elder Fa Ming who picks up a child every few years and keeps this temple with a minimum of two monks, it would have been banned long ago.

The detailed map sketched in Chen Wei's mind became more and more clear.

A ruined temple, four monks, and three disciples were all picked up by the old monk, and they were automatically counted as Buddhist monks.

It shows that this temple is not only dilapidated, but also unpopular. Few people in the local area will come to offer incense and pray for blessings. Maybe some bad things have happened in this temple, otherwise no matter how poor the temple is, it will not fail to recruit a disciple.

"arrive."

Xiao Hei stopped talking, jumped off his shoulder, and went straight to the peach tree in the distance.

Standing in the bushes half a person's height, Chen Wei looked at the tall and lush peach tree, and had to say, this little spider was right.

This is really a very perfect peach tree.

After approaching, the peach that was within reach fell down lightly. Chen Wei held a peach that was bigger than his palm, and a unique fragrance of juicy peach came out.

It's refreshing to smell.

"But peaches are the first one I discovered, they are delicious."

Xiao Hei himself also climbed on a peach, sniffing the fragrance of the peach vigorously, gestured to the tree with his hands on his hips contentedly: "Pick it, eat as much as you want, I treat you!"

The little spider spirit who took free peaches to treat here got a head-touch kill.

A short monk walked past it covered in sandalwood, and rolled up his robes. Chen Wei picked a few ripe peaches, thinking that there were four people living in the temple, so he picked four peaches.

Wake up and make lunch, stand outside the door and ring the bell to call for someone.

Chen Wei came down from the back mountain with four huge peaches in his arms, and when he and the little spider came to the door, all three monks from the temple had also arrived.

One is coming from the main hall in front, one is coming out of the meditation room next door, and one is standing at the door of the kitchen.

Chen Wei held peaches in his arms, facing the gazes of these three pairs of eyes, raised the corners of his mouth calmly, and looked at the oldest one among them; "Master, I met a peach tree in the back mountain, and I picked four peaches. return."

Awakening who was closest to him saw the peach he was holding in his arms sharply, stepped forward, picked up a peach in his arms, wiped it on his sleeve, and bit down.

The peaches with thin skin and tender flesh melt in the mouth, the taste is sweet and refreshing, and it feels as soft as if there is nothing in the throat.

"Delicious! Master, we can sell these peaches down the mountain!"

Awakening only took one bite, and he knew that the peaches were of high quality. If they were sold at the foot of the mountain, the business would definitely be very good.

There is no need to worry about food expenses for the next three months.

"It smells so good, my junior brother is so lucky."

Jueming was a few steps late, and also picked up a peach in his arms, smelling the fragrance of the peach, he walked into the kitchen.

Finally, Elder Fa Ming, who came late, also took a peach, and nodded to greet the young apprentice; "Let's eat first, and then go to pick peaches with your senior brother after lunch break."

The dining table in the kitchen is very small, and Chen Wei sits at the bottom of the table. There is a plate in the center of the square table, and there are four pieces of light brown dough in it. Some purple fillings can be seen in the translucent dough.

Each piece of dough is as big as the face of the awakened monk directly opposite.

The three monks took one each, and there was only the last one left on the plate. Chen Wei brought the food slowly and took a bite.

"Hmm..." The taste is sweet, and the filling inside is sweet potato.

There was still hot soup burning in the iron pot, so I woke up and brought it over.

Chen Wei glanced into the soup bowl, and there were a few pieces of green vegetables cut in half floating in it.

"It's okra."

Chen Wei made a bowl of soup for himself, and recalled it while eating with the sweet potato noodle cake in his hand.

The staple food of which dynasty is pasta, and a poor temple who is about to drink northwest wind eats soup and boils okra.

Elder Fa Ming sitting diagonally across from him was wearing a purple cassock, and the other two monks were only wearing tea-brown monk robes.

There was no useful information to be found on the clothes of the few people, so Chen Wei could only put the purple cassock together with the words Jinshan Temple.

He didn't find his lost memory until after the meal, and he didn't find any other Jinshan Temple in history besides Hangzhou.

His current master is Fa Ming. If he has a brother named Fa Hai, then he can be sure that he probably came to the Southern Song Dynasty.

The story of the White Snake is known to future generations, and the spoof version of Fahai You Don’t Know Love has been popular for a while.

After a meal, Chen Wei was about to pick up peaches in the back mountain with his basket.

As a result, as soon as the basket was picked up, it was taken away.

A broad palm patted him on the shoulder, and the other party turned his head and looked at him with a smile; "Junior Brother, let's take a lunch break. I will go pick peaches with Junior Brother Awakening."

"There are caterpillars on the peach tree, they can bite people, I'll go with my senior brother." Wake up also picked up the tools, expressing that the children will take a lunch break and sleep when they are full, and let them do the work.

The job of picking peaches was snatched away, and Chen Wei is not sleepy at the moment.

It happened that there was no one in the temple, so he stepped on the path paved with bluestone slabs and started to circle around the temple.

While turning around, he looked at the surrounding environment and estimated what dynasty he was in at the moment.

"Don't you do your homework? Elder Fa Ming asked you to copy the Infinite Life Sutra yesterday. I remember seeing you in the morning and only writing one-third of it."

Xiao Hei yawned and sat on his shoulder to remind someone who had forgotten their homework long ago.

"What will happen if you don't?"

Chen Wei studied in the Department of Ancient Literature at University, and learned a lot of the legendary unpopular ones, ancient etiquette, ancient art, and intangible cultural inheritance.

Only in religious culture, he has no interest at all. Every time, he just prepares for the exam, rushes before the exam, and forgets after the exam.

The Sutra of Infinite Life sounds like I don't want to read it.

"Don't you like scriptures very much? You always beg Elder Faming to give you another copy every three to five days, and you take the initiative to take on a lot of scripture copying jobs. If you don't do it, will you not be a monk in the future?"

Chen Wei doesn't want to be a monk, but at present his memory is always missing a part, and the missing part is a person who is very fond of ancient temple culture.

Does he seem to have no choice?

Five minutes later, the young man of the new era sitting in his meditation room opened the neatly arranged books on the desk, and unexpectedly found that he knew every word. .

Chen Wei opened the scripture book with the blue cover, found the page copied by the other party, sharpened his pen, and began to write his own homework.

His grandfather is a fan of calligraphy brushes. Chen Wei has learned brushes for a long time under the influence of Chen Wei since he was a child, so that he will not be able to write big characters.

The little black spider was sitting in his bookcase, watching the little monk copying the scriptures. Seeing this scene, it just dozed off, and soon fell asleep holding a writing brush in the pen holder.

I don't even know when the other party finished copying the scriptures.

After Chen Wei finished copying a book, he was conscious and strong. He searched the whole room again, but couldn't piece together any useful information.

When it's time for dinner, it's still the same as noon, except that the filling in the dough is replaced with a wild vegetable.

In the basket in the kitchen, there are two full baskets of peaches picked today.

"Brother, did you pick all the peaches off the tree?"

When Chen Wei saw so many peaches, he slapped his head and forgot to remind them to save some for the little black spider.

This tree was discovered by that little monster. They just said hello and picked all the peaches from a tree, which was a bit unkind.

"No, my junior brother and I just picked the overripe peaches off the tree, and left half for the animals on the mountain."

Jueming came over with a bowl, and when he passed in front of the little junior, he stopped, bent over to look at the short little junior, and stared suspiciously at the slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Little junior, are you happy today?"

Chen Wei: "?"

The five-year-old child stared blankly at Jueming with innocent and ignorant black eyes.

Jueming stretched out his hand to pinch the soft cheek of the little junior brother, pulled it lightly, and watched the other's little face change shape: "Junior brother laughed several times today, it seems that you like to eat peaches."

He was originally a five-year-old child, and he didn't know where his mature aura came from. He read the scriptures coldly every day, without a smile at all, and he had no curiosity about foreign things.

Jue Ming felt that if the younger brother went on like this, he would not be able to find a single friend.

Unexpectedly, a peach made the iron tree bloom, and Mu Mu also opened his mouth and smiled.

Chen Wei lowered the raised corners of his mouth, making an expression that he wasn't smiling at all.

As a result, even his bald head was rubbed.

"What do you like to eat next time, tell the senior brother, and the senior brother will buy it for you."

"Thank you, brother." The corner of his mouth, which had been trying to suppress, raised up uncontrollably after hearing that the other party was going to buy him something.

The next day, when Jueming heard the bell and entered the kitchen to eat, he saw the straight figure sitting in front of the dining table, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to rub the other's bald head; "Good morning, little brother."

Jiang Liu, who was biting a bread at the dinner table, stared coldly at the palm that touched his head, "Brother Jueming, why are you so frivolous today."

Jueming: "?"