The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Author: Erbao Angel

After I finished writing, I felt a lot more comfortable. After I picked up the broom on the ground and cleaned up all the Buddha statues in the corner, I began to wander towards the main hall of the temple.

There was a brother who couldn't beat the thunder and squatted there for years to read the Buddhist scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures in his hand seemed to be unfinished, and new scriptures appeared every day.

It's as if this omnipotent brother dug up the remains of a high monk, so that his cheap master has been in his own sutra hall for more than a month.

Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang here inexplicably speeded up the pace under his feet.

Yesterday, the big brother said that he has already learned the basic common fonts. Starting today, he will start to explain geography and people's livelihood.

Compared with the boring Buddhist scriptures, Zhu Yuanzhang wants to understand the vast land ruled by the Ohara dynasty, and the customs in every city in the world he lives in.

Go to appreciate the end of the world that he may not reach in his entire life, and ask if there is really a Penglai fairy mountain overseas.

For Zhu Yuanzhang, who hadn't broadened his horizons, these were too novel and made his heart surging.

He himself can’t tell why this is the case. He just feels that he knows more and more, one day, he will use his feet to walk out of this small temple that temporarily shelters him from wind and rain, and go out to see. Look at this precarious behemoth and appreciate the life that gave birth to him.

As he thought, Zhu Yuanzhang, who opened the door of the main hall, saw Gu Zheng who was piously reciting Buddhist scriptures in the innermost case. It seemed that this mysterious big brother had never reacted to changes in foreign objects.

He lifted his eyelids faintly, just pointed his finger at the seat where Zhu Yuanzhang had been sitting for a long time, and then looked at the book in his hand again without saying a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was outside the door, also sat down obediently, and began to transcribe the big characters he learned yesterday, stroke by stroke, on a piece of rough paper that was not too big.

These things named homework will all be kept in one exercise book. According to his senior brother, they will be bound into a book in the future to commemorate himself after he leaves the teacher.

I can see the progress more intuitively, know what I have learned, detect my own omissions, and a nostalgia for memory after many years.

Zhu Yuanzhang thinks this approach is very good. He now occasionally takes a look at the exercise book kept by the big brother, and he will find that the handwriting alone is much better than what he had written a month ago.

However, after Zhu Yuanzhang once again wrote down an imperial character, he subconsciously looked at the handouts made by his elder brother on Gu Zheng's case. There were all chic and handsome, indescribable and graceful fonts, which made Zhu Yuanzhang envy. Of drooling.

The calligraphy of the big brother is really beautiful.

It was several times more beautiful than when he was feeding cattle to the landlord's house when he was a child, and he saw the old scholar's font in the village school.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was immersed in the book, didn't realize that through this month of life and study, he seldom used the term Living Hades when he mentioned the big brother in front of him on weekdays.

It is more sincere and sincere to call a big brother, and even sometimes, Zhu Yuanzhang feels that the young monks in this small temple are enough to open a school outside.

There, who doesn't touch the board.

I didn't even know that I had been beaten by Gu Zheng to the imperceptible Zhu Yuanzhang, and went on to write.

At this time, Gu Zheng, who was holding the scriptures, wandered out of heaven.

Because the little green ball bursting into tears in his mind, after all, it sounded the reminder that Gu Zheng's second mission was completed.

"Congratulations to the host. Within one month, I have finished studying all the scriptures in Huangjue Temple, thoroughly integrated, and completed daily tasks. May I receive the reward now?"

Gu Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth, almost making him calm his expression. This task, which was originally to be completed in three days, was taken by him for a month.

Even if the system has raised his Buddha-nature by 5 points, it's useless.

However, this system is nothing to him, a vulgar man. When it was about to release the electric shock of the punishment mechanism, the laugh and forget the book on the side ‘oh oh! ''belch! ’

Just took another bite of energy snacks.

The double attack of the two people made the small green ball, which was originally green like a jade stone, now turned grey and green.

Today I finally saw that the progress bar of the task is full, can it still be ecstatic?

However, Gu Zheng, who was not at all satisfied, replied: "Don't be in a hurry to receive the reward."

"If you have any other tasks, just post them. I'll go ahead and return to the room as a reward."

The little green ball in the space finally burst into tears and smiled, and released three tasks in one go, generously letting Gu Zheng choose by himself.

Without even thinking about it, Gu Zheng drew a tick on the task of improving the basic abilities of monks in the temple.

As for the optional task of accepting more than ten monks and expanding the influence of the temple.

Gu Zheng never thought about it.

In this era of turmoil, it is too late for you to keep a low profile and dare to publicize your feudal superstitions and the theory of Buddha's coming?

I really hate that I don't live long enough.

So, when the tone of the selection was over, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting across from Gu Zheng, shuddered inexplicably.

A nightmare belonging to the monks of Huangjue Temple is about to come.

But now, Gu Zheng still has one more important thing to deal with, because in his mind, there is a video recorded by Xiao Wangshu using its new ability just to lift the seal in order to please him.

Three-dimensional real-time monitoring.

In this three-acre land of Huangjue Temple, every corner is shrouded by the new skill of Xiao Forgotten Book.

It was like monitoring by a camera, recording every bit of life in this temple.

Now, the video played in Gu Zheng's mind is the information that Xiao Wangshu feels it is necessary to make a small report to Gu Zheng.

In the hall of the Partial Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang sweeping the floor, still broomstick, inner activity, and the scene of writing inscriptions behind the Buddha statue are now playing back in Gu Zheng's mind.

When the video was over, Gu Zheng sighed thoughtfully.

People can have no faith, but always have a little more awe.

In such a world, if he can't even do it in awe, he can't guarantee how lawless a person will end up.

Looking at the head of the round chapter in front of him with his head down, Gu Zheng didn't know how to guide his heart for a while.

If this kind of unscrupulous feeling continued after he became an emperor, when not many people could press on his head and restrain him, would he be more unscrupulous.

The monks sheltered by the temple do not respect the Buddha, and the emperor pushed by the people is not close to the people. What a terrible thing this is.

Such worries continued until Gu Zheng had finished his daily lectures and returned to his Buddhist room without knowing it.

After a weak reminder from the abbot ball in his mind, he recovered from his thoughts.

"Excuse me, does the host draw the reward for the previous basic task? Yes/No?"

"Yes!"

Alas, if you think so much, let's take the character prizes first.

He really didn't want to take this basic building, and now it's really useless, and it still occupies his backpack.

It's not like other rewards can overlap. If he draws too much, his 20-square basic backpack will be full.

As Gu Zheng's answer fell, a golden pilgrim hall fell into Gu Zheng's hands.

This look is for the follow-up development and expansion of incense, and preparations for the pilgrims of the big families who come to add sesame oil.

From the perspective of Gu Zheng, the row of Buddhist temples, which were simple and without loss of buddhism, were low-key but revealing comfort, and they were truly high-end and high-end.

It will definitely make those who have the money to spend the night in incense, feel the effect of being at home.

Coupled with the Buddha-nature aura in the room, if you stay here overnight and don't throw all the money in your pocket into the donation box, Gu Zheng will follow Zhu Yuanzhang's surname.

But this thing is not useful for the current Huangjue Temple, and even his mission.

Gu Zheng, who started to meditate in a low-key and forbearing manner as if chanting a sutra, opened the turntable of his lottery draw.

"Whether to use the prize draw of this basic mission?"

"Yes!"

"The lottery starts...Congratulations to the host. You can sneak into the dream with the wind and moisten things silently. May I use it now?"

What is this?

Gu Zheng had always been very careful, and he saw the description of this Huang Cancan's very compelling amulet in the general standard.

Next to this trickling magical talisman, there is a line of small instructions for use. Don't just use it without knowing anything. If you don't waste resources, it might be counterproductive.

After reading it three times carefully, he said: "Use it now."

"Who does the host use this talisman for? All monks in Huangjue Temple, designate individual manifestations?"

With a wave of his hand, Gu Zheng chose the most cost-effective option: "All monks from Huangjue Temple."

So just after Gu Zheng's option was confirmed, this little talisman floated in the air. After the golden light was overwhelming, it languished and fell into Gu Zheng's hands.

The small characters in the remaining line of explanation have also become the number of times that the phantom talisman can be used.

The 2/3 above, let Gu Zheng understand that this thing can be used twice more.

This is really a good thing to promote feudal superstition. Gu Zheng, who is a hamster, carefully put it in his backpack, which is still empty.

After all this was done, he began to watch the Manifestation Talisman in the minds of the monks throughout the temple, playing the Buddha Manifestation Picture that he had edited.

I saw a Buddha with compassion in his eyes and exactly the same as the Buddha in the side hall. Standing outside the temple of Huangjue Temple, he looked at the temple with some hesitation. He raised his feet and wanted to go in, but it was like being blocked. , I can't get in anymore.

The monks in their sleep were very nervous when they saw this situation and sang. They rushed to the gate of the temple one by one, wanting to welcome the coming of the Buddha.

"Welcome the true Buddha to the small temple! Please move the Buddha to the side hall and accept an incense offering from our little monk."

But who knows, the Buddha at the entrance of Huangjue Temple shook his head gently, and returned: "I was stationed in this temple, and now I need to leave."

The monks in Huangjue Temple were panicked when they heard it, especially the old host. They were so shocked that they didn't even wear monk shoes and white socks, and they stopped barefoot at the door.

As he ran, he asked, "How can this be good? Never, never, how can there be no Buddha in a temple?"

But the Buddha at the door was quite decisive. He looked inside the door and said: "When the world master asked me to leave here to find another way out."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared at the door of Huangjue Temple a little reluctantly.

As soon as this reality-like scene ended, the monks who had fallen asleep in the entire Huangjue Temple awakened in unison.

The most exaggerated was Gu Zheng's master, he was really barefoot, rushing towards the mountain road where he didn't even have a temple gate.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no trace of the Buddha's manifestation there~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it was full of Yousi who directly recruited the monks who had no idea of ​​sleeping in the temple, and went straight to the side hall.

As the candle in the side hall was lit, the host holding a small oil lamp carefully checked the Buddha statue that he didn't usually observe.

Sure enough, let the monks see this sentence written behind the Buddha statue.

This made Huangjue Temple's old host who rarely took care of things, his whole person was not good, and his heartache and tears were left behind.

"No desire, no desire, where are you, come and take a look, there is a black sheep in our temple, oh oh oh, it is simply disrespectful to the Buddha, and dare to drive the Bodhisattva to leave? Sin! Disciples!"

"Come and take care of it, and you will leave if you don't care about the Buddha!"

Gu Zheng, who really couldn’t stand such a cry, unfolded his monk robe and clicked in the direction of Zhu Yuanzhang, who had shrunk behind his second brother from the beginning, and pointed his finger at the back of the Buddha statue. : "Zhu Yuanzhang, go and erase what you wrote!"

"It's getting late today. After finishing this work, we will go back to our room to sleep."

"If you have anything to say in the morning class tomorrow."

"Also, Master, don't cry, the Buddha dreamed of this, and didn't furious or leave in anger, but reluctant to give up."

"Doesn't this mean that our little temple is doing pretty well? He didn't plan to leave either?"

"It's useless for you to cry, wait until the living Lord he said in his mouth erases the handwriting that ordered him to leave, won't he be able to come back again?"

"Don't worry, there is a devout monk like a master serving him, he is reluctant to leave. This is a mess."

Gu Zheng didn't say much about the latter. Those monks who have experienced troubled times will understand it after a bit of brainstorming.