Chapter 55 The Little Monk Who Broke His Vows

Chapter 55 The Little Monk Who Broke His Vows

As expected, there was no place to rest after ten miles.

Lao Zhao was always very proud of his luck, so he found a big tree and prepared to spend the night there.

If I had known I would not have sold that Western Region carpet, I could have used it as a sleeping bag by wrapping it around myself.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I caught a glimpse of a fire not far away.

"How about, brother, let's walk a little further?" Old Ma snorted in disdain and followed Old Zhao slowly towards the fire.

Soon, Zhao Yushu led the horse to a few large rocks. In the shelter, a bonfire was burning brightly. A shiny bald head next to the fire reflected the flames, which hurt Zhao's eyes.

"Donor, meeting is destiny, why don't you come and sit for a while?" The monk turned his head slowly. He was surprisingly too young, about the same age as the young Taoist priest he had seen in the treasure house a few days ago. He looked much more handsome than his old face.

"Excuse me, Master." Lao Zhao loosened the reins casually and let the old horse find a place to rest. He sat three or five feet away from the monk and rested his feet in the warmth of the flames.

The monk was glowing with spiritual light, and it was obvious that he had some cultivation skills. Moreover, Zhao Yushu couldn't see through him, so he was obviously much higher than him.

"Which Buddhist temple is the master staying at?" Old Zhao casually found a topic. You know, Liu Jijiu had warned him to be careful of Xiangjiang Temple. This place is not far from Dongdu, and it is closer to Xiangjiang Temple. If this monk is from Xiangjiang Temple, he has to be a little careful.

The young monk scratched his head and said: "I used to be a monk at Shaohua Temple in Songshan."

"Once?" Songshan, I wonder if it is Zhongyue in the previous life. I wonder if Shaohua Temple has any relationship with Shaolin?

"Alas, I have been chanting Buddhist scriptures for fifteen years. I have been chanting Buddhist scriptures since I could speak, but there are many things I cannot understand. My master said that I do not have wisdom and asked me to, ah, get out of here."

The monk talked about the past, sighing constantly, and felt like he was about to cry

Zhao Yushu was dumbfounded. What the hell is this? A little monk who grew up in a temple is being kicked out because he has no wisdom. Isn't this bullying an honest person?

So Lao Zhao started to speak rudely: "Why did he say that you don't have wisdom?"

"Well, I think those rules are boring."

"?" Old Zhao sensed something was wrong.

"For example, this little animal," the monk pulled out a dead roe deer from behind. Where did you get this from? Why didn't I see it just now?

"The little animals eat grass, and the wolves eat the little animals. This is natural. But if I eat the little animals, I am breaking the precepts of killing. Why is this so?"

Oh, it seems the monk is greedy.

"When you became a monk, you should have sworn not to kill, right?" Zhao Yushu thought about it and decided to change his mindset.

"I was only two years old at the time. Not to mention I couldn't speak, even if I could, I wouldn't remember anything. If the master asked a baby who knew nothing to swear, wouldn't that be deceiving me? Then the master would also be breaking the precepts."

Oh shit, that makes sense, you have a very clear mind, young man.

"So, your master kicked you out?"

"No, I went down the mountain to beg for alms and encountered a bandit who was robbing the village. I tried to save him, but the master got angry and thought I should influence him."

Zhao Yushu was shocked: "Physical salvation?"

The monk is puzzled

"Uh, that is, killed?"

"Shouldn't he be killed?"

Old Zhao understood. This monk was a little crazy, or in other words, a little naive. In his eyes, there were no twists and turns, no rules or regulations. If he thought something should be done, he would do it, and he would ignore the consequences and precepts.

"Can you cook?" The monk handed over the silly spores and said, "I don't have much experience and I'm not good at cooking."

"Okay, Master, watch me, I'll make you a Barbie Q!" Lao Zhao took the roe deer and rolled up his sleeves. Barbecue was the most fun thing we did in our previous life.

So, under the night sky in the suburbs, a poor roe deer was killed by a monk who broke his vows, and then fell into the hands of Zhao Yushu, the barbecue god. The night wind was filled with the aroma of grease.

"Damn, you still have salt. Master, it's hard to convince people if you say you didn't come prepared."

"Donors don't need to call me master, just call me monk."

"What is the monk's name?"

"Since I have been expelled from the temple, I can no longer use my previous Buddhist name. I will have to think of a new one myself."

"Okay, monk. I also know a monk who was expelled from the temple. He is so arrogant. Come, I'll give you a leg."

"The donor is really good at cooking!"

The two of them ate and talked, and the monk even thought it would be more comfortable if he had a pot of wine. Lao Zhao gave a thumbs up and said: It is not unfair for you to be driven away.

After the meal was full, the monk burped and said, "Go to sleep, benefactor. I will perform a ritual for you."

After saying this, the monk stood up and picked up the Zen stick beside him.

Zhao Yushu's eyes narrowed, and he found that the land pressed by the Zen stick was deeply sunken. He wondered how heavy this Zen stick was.

The monk walked to the periphery, picked up his Zen staff, and began to scratch the ground with the side of the shovel. After a circle, the scratches on the ground suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, and then slowly weakened.

"Okay, there won't be any mosquitoes, snakes or rats to bother you tonight, you can have a good rest," the monk came back, lay down on the spot, and soon he was snoring loudly.

Zhao Yushu looked at the golden circle for a long time and thought to himself, if you were holding an iron rod instead of a Zen staff, I would have to call you Elder Sun.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Yushu also lay down. He had no grudge against the monk, so there was no need to be cautious. He just ate and slept, as he had to travel tomorrow.

There were no roosters crowing in the wilderness, so Zhao Yushu slept until the sun was glaring. The fire had already gone out, but the monk was still soundly sleeping.

"Monk, wake up, it's dawn"

The monk rubbed his eyes and got up: "Did you sleep well, benefactor?"

"Very good, monk, you have great magical powers."

"These are some tricks. If you are interested, I can teach you. It's very easy."

Zhao Yushu was overjoyed. Apart from the Jade Rat moves, he had only practiced half-baked flying needles. He urgently needed to learn various spells. However, when he thought of the novels he had read in his previous life, he knew that if one secretly learned the Kung Fu of another sect, he would be hunted down and killed, especially if it was taught by someone who was expelled from the sect.

"That's not good. If you pass on things from Shaohua Temple casually..."

"Who said it was from Shaohua Temple? I learned it, so it's naturally mine. If you don't want me to teach you, you should have cut off my meridians and destroyed my Snow Mountain Qi Sea when I went down the mountain."

Damn, I'm not surprised at all when you say that.

"Well!"

The monk smiled happily, picked up his Zen stick, and began to teach Zhao Yushu how to circulate his spiritual power and how to keep his spiritual energy from dispersing.

"It's of no use against masters, but it's enough to deal with ordinary people or people with poor cultivation."

Zhao Yushu's comprehension was not high, but it was definitely not low either. He spent two hours to memorize it. The monk was right. It was indeed very easy.

"Monk, you taught me a trick, but I have nothing to give you in return. Where are you going?"

The monk thought for a moment and said, "I haven't decided yet, I'll just go to a random town to beg for alms."

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "That's great. We are on the road now and will arrive in Longmen Town tonight. I will treat you to a big meal."

The monk grinned and said, "Very good."