Aoyama sees me as I should

It stands to reason that the Buddha was reincarnated, and he would not be an ordinary person born in the world. Ji Qingbai used the convenience of being an abbot to ask the pilgrims about the rich and powerful of this dynasty.

The state of Jin is not that rich and powerful, but there is not much threat from the surrounding areas, so that the royal family indulges in pleasure, and the family below is prosperous and powerful.The folks are naturally also affected. The literati and poets are like crucian carp crossing the river, living a life of debauchery.

This time Ji Qingbai was not like his last life, he didn't hear anything out of the window. After all, he had suffered a great loss from Ming Huan in his previous life. Thinking about it afterwards, if he had found out where the holy demon was earlier, the ending would not have been so tragic.

Although Ji Qingbai's identity is a bit awkward now, but there are a lot of pilgrims in the temple, so he can spend more time to talk to this lady and that bride, and he can find out a lot of things.

On this day, several young ladies came from the Qinghua Building on Sanyang Street to offer incense.

The front hall deacon received the person and winked at the abbot who was sitting next to him.

Ji Qingbai didn't quite understand, and asked, "Do you want to teach the scriptures for the teacher?"

The deacon said blankly, "No, I mean Master, you go in."

Ji Qingbai: "..."

He is not shameless!

Ji Qingbai was not very happy, but the little girl's eyes lit up when she saw him: "Master Qingbai is here?"

Ji Qingbai rushed forward, clasped his hands together, and smiled slightly: "The poor monk is fine."

The little girl blushed and said, "The abbot, please tie some ropes for the young ladies of my family, so that we can have a good fortune."

Ji Qingbai is quite good at knotting ropes. The skills he developed in embroidering purses in his previous life, he never thought that he could carry forward the skills he learned and use in this life.

Watching Ji Qingbai knotting the rope, the young ladies whispered under their bamboo hats, laughed like a warbler for a while, boldly lifted their veils, and looked at him with mellow eyes.

"What does the abbot do every day in the temple?" Tao Xian'er, who asked the question, is the newcomer to Qinghua Building, her name has even been heard by Ji Qingbai, she is also the one who smiles like a warbler, and her good voice lives up to her reputation .

Ji Qingbai tied her rope, and gave half of his arm to her: "The life of the poor monk is boring, so he talks about Buddhism and scriptures with his disciples, cleans and tidies up, and burns incense in front of the lotus."

Tao Xian'er covered her mouth coquettishly: "Then why doesn't the abbot come down the mountain for a walk, it's also good to visit the market."

The deacon in the inner hall is doing the job of purchasing, and he is a little unhappy to hear this, Ji Qingbai is born with the appearance of an immortal.There are so many girls at the foot of the mountain watching, how could this peach fairy not know?Next time, the abbot's cassock will be covered with fragrant handkerchiefs, and even Meng Lang's will be filled with love letters.Monks are not close to female sex, although their master's six faculties are very pure, but they shouldn't just provoke peach blossoms for nothing.

Tao Xian'er knew she had said something wrong, but it was true, she moved her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "I heard that the Liangjiang Salt Chamber of Commerce passed by here recently, that old lady believes in Buddhism, if she stays in Chaolin, she might be called The abbot is going to lecture on scriptures."

Ji Qingbo didn't know about this, but he was a little curious: "The poor monk doesn't know, what kind of salt merchant is it?"

Tao Xian'er smiled: "What kind of salt merchant can it be? It must be the number one family in Jindu Dynasty."

The little girl held the rope that Ji Qingbai had knotted, rewarded him with a lot of incense money, and put a stick in the abbot's sleeve before leaving.

"My lady's peach blossom card." The little girl said earnestly without looking at the face of the deacon standing next to her, "The abbot can keep it."

"..." Ji Qingbai was very embarrassed.

The deacon waited for the others to leave, and immediately took the sign from his hand, and said with a dark face, "There is no courtesy!"

Ji Qingbai smiled helplessly: "Anyway, he has good intentions, let's put it away."

The deacon put away the sign, thinking of what Tao Xianer said just now, hesitated for a while, couldn't hold back, and said to Ji Qingbai: "It should be true that Liangjiang salt merchants are coming, master, are you going to come?"

Ji Qingbai sighed: "What are you going to do? Chaolin is a place full of flowers, and the government office will receive them. Besides, how could the salt merchants bring the old ladies of the family with them when they travel? I'm afraid the people who come here are just juniors from the branch, so we don't need to worry about it."

After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha". Then he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to the deacon in the back hall: "Have you not picked the vegetables in the back mountain yet? Let's go pick them together quickly." , or it won't be fresh, and you'll be eating bad teeth!"

deacon:"……"

In his previous life, Ji Yu's health was so poor that he couldn't eat many things, and the medicine soup he poured every day was so miserable that it took Ji Qingbai a long time to recover his real body, and he still felt bitter in his mouth.

Although Ji Qingbo has become a monk in this life and can only be a vegetarian, it is much better than the previous life.

Since the first day he became the abbot, he has worked hard to reclaim the crops in the back mountain, yam, corn, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, whatever can be grown, anyway, he does not eat chickens and ducks, but the eggs laid are not taboo, Ji Qingbai Take the lead to plant the land every day, and return to the meditation room at night. In the tapir's dream, all he dreams of is a bumper harvest.

He was thinking about the eggplants and cabbage vegetables in the next few days, and after waiting and waiting, it finally happened that he woke up early in the morning and went to wake everyone up.

The deacons had other things to do, so they could only arrange a dozen or so young monks to accompany the abbot to pick vegetables. Ji Qingbai didn't mind, took off his cassock and carried a bamboo basket, and led a group of [-] or [-]-year-old bald donkeys to drive away. Back up the hill.

"Abbot, Abbot!" 13-year-old Bo Jing waved a hoe, "How much longer do we have to go?"

Ji Qingbai didn't turn his head back, and walked like flying: "This piece is a bamboo shoot, I can't pick it yet, let's walk inside."

The little novice followed behind noisy with a group of hairless chickens.

Camel Mountain is not small. The front half of the mountain is a magnolia flower forest, the mountain temple is on the top of the mountain, and the mountain temple's own land is behind it.

The mountain is high and there is no road, but it is not considered difficult and dangerous. The soil is fertile and good for planting vegetation. Ji Qingbai picked some radishes as he walked, wiped the soil with his monk's robe, peeled the skins and distributed them to the young monks.

Bo Jing gnawed on the radish, encountered a difficult road, and the elders had to carry the younger ones, Ji Qingbai hugged one in each hand, waded across the shallow stream, turned over the bushes, and beckoned everyone to rest.

Bo Jing went to the stream to wet the handkerchief, and handed it to Ji Qingbai: "Master Abbot, do you want some water?"

Ji Qingbai took off the bamboo tube at his waist, took a sip, and passed it on to the children. Seeing their bustle and bustle, he couldn't help sighing: "I'm still a bit old for a teacher."

Bo Jing stared at him: "Master Abbot, you are a god, look at where you are, and besides, Master Deacon can't go that far, so he complains when he gets closer."

Ji Qingbai couldn't help laughing, took the carrot in his hand and broke off half of it for himself. There were two or three youngest ones vying to sit in his arms. The radishes were divided.

As a result, half of the radish was divided, and someone suddenly came out from the opposite forest.

As soon as Ji Qingbai raised his head, he met the head of the burly man, who was taken aback, and his eyes shot straight like lightning.

Camel Mountain is located on the border of Chaolin City. Occasionally, traffickers and pawns often pass through the mountain in order to take a shortcut. Usually, the monks in the temple are kind when they meet. incense money.

But when this person saw it, he was not a simple trafficker.

Ji Qingbai frowned, and his eyes fell on the knife on the opponent's waist. Seeing that the opponent was not moving, he thought for a while, stood up, stood in front of the little monks, put his palms together, and said "Amitabha", calmly said: "The poor monk is the abbot of the Tuoshan Temple. Today he took his disciples into the mountain to pick. He didn't want to offend the benefactor, so he also invited Haihan."

The big man squinted his eyes, looked at his clothes, hesitated for a moment, then moved his hand away from the knife, clasped his fists together, and said: "We escorted the master into Chaolin, we didn't want to encounter some troubles, so we went in. In this mountain."

After speaking, he looked at Ji Qingbai again, suddenly showed a smiling face, and said sincerely: "Since the master is the abbot of Tuoshan Temple, I wonder if I can help you next time?"

Ji Qingbai didn't want to cause trouble too much, he didn't seem to be a good person from the other side, he still has so many children, if there is an accident...

It's a pity that what he could think of, the other party could also think of. The big man seemed not to allow him to refuse. He put two fingers together and blew his whistle. In an instant, there were more than [-] people who were also equipped with knives on the opposite side.

The young monks were still children after all, and all the timid ones surrounded Ji Qingbai, like chicks surrounding an old hen.

The big man bent slightly, and his attitude was still respectful: "Please, Master."

Ji Qingbai gritted his teeth and could only reluctantly follow him.

After about half a stick of incense, Ji Qingbai was brought to the side of a carriage.

No one spoke to him anymore, the big man stood aside, opened the car curtain for him, and beckoned him to go in.

Ji Qingbai didn't know why, so he could only commit himself and sneak in.

The carriage looked unpretentious from the outside, but it was only after entering the inside that there was something hidden. The inside of the carriage smelled like medicine, and it was actually divided into two compartments. Outside, there were all tables, chairs, tea and tea. Through the screen-like door, Ji Qingbai heard a few coughs.

When a person came out from the room and raised his head, Ji Qingbai's eyes widened in surprise.

"Monk?" The man was more surprised than he was, lowered his voice and said angrily, "What the hell is Fang Chi doing? Why did you come here?"

Ji Qingbai was still staring at the man's face in a daze, unable to recover. The other party probably disliked him, waved his hand, and said helplessly, "Forget it, it looks clean." Without saying a word, he stepped forward and grabbed Ji Qingbai, The person was pulled into the screen, and Ji Qingbai finally saw the person lying on the couch clearly.

"Keep your eyes carefully, don't just look blindly." The man knelt down in front of the couch, and seemed to remember it, and added, "My surname is Lu, and my name is Changsheng. He is the medical assistant of this family." , then stopped talking, stretched out his hand and carefully helped the person on the bed up.

The author says:

The one who coughs is the Buddha