There were only two heads present. Shaolin Abbot Tangtang just took over the token without refusing. The other became our Qingliang Temple host Wei Jue. This grandson looked at the Shaolin Abbot and made him stupidly take it, and so on. People walked and asked to be scared to death. When they were busy preparing to throw them away, Abbot Shaolin said, "Amitabha, Junior Brother, since you are the host of Qingliang Temple, the ten-year rewards and punishments for the good and evil are being held. It's time to go, just as it is said that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, if you don't go to the temple, men, women and children will be poisoned, wouldn't it be more sinful?"
"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, and Qingliang Temple didn't belong to me either. We were still the same, with a stranger," Wei Xiaobao almost collapsed, "Ten years later, when we just became friends, you told me to be a knight. Dao—Okay, even if I don’t care about what the little emperor will do, he can’t bear me, if he doesn’t get angry, come to Jiading Three Massacres and even more people will be killed!"
Abbot Shaolin squinted his eyes slightly, and said slightly, "It's reasonable, but you have to guard against it!"
"You are reasonable?" Wei Xiaobao said with joy, "Why don't we change people?" He reached out and pointed at the disciples and grandsons who were full of the main hall, and said bluntly: "So many people just find someone else to go to hell. It is Shaolin's merit to put heavy responsibility on them."
The monks exchanged glances and said in one accord: "The difference between Master Uncle's words is that you and the abbot are the only ones with the greatest Shaolin generation. How can our juniors grab your yin virtue? This is very bad!"
Wei Xiaobao became anxious when he heard this: "Can't you think of me as the front wave that was shot to death on the beach? What if you push the back wave?"
The monks shook their heads desperately: "No, it would be too unjust for us to do this!"
"Or else, who of you will go to the branch for his elders?" Wei Xiaobao suddenly made a new trick: "Who should go and I will recognize him as a master?"
"Do you think you are a Sun Wukong!" The monks were not fooled: "You will recognize whoever you want to be a master-you promised our abbot or not, by then we will be taller than his generation."
Wei Xiaobao had no choice but to raise his eyes and ask for help from the presiding abbot, but when he was about to speak, he found that the person was gone. The co-authored old monk knew that this was not easy, so he just escaped. Only Wei Xiaobao remained in the main hall and his disciples and grandchildren gritted their teeth. …
"Hey, you are too irresponsible!" The kid stopped fighting on the spot, pointed to the safe passage of the back door where the abbot just retreated, and sprayed: "No matter how virtuous is in the establishment, when it comes to doing practical things. Was all the fucking gone by then?"
I pulled him up and said: "Forget it, this national situation is not a day or two. Don't think that you can change it with just a few words. It's better to think about how to do it if you have this skill!"
Wei Xiaobao said angrily: "I'm not angry, this old monk is also a thief... Hey, what about the other monks?" In the blink of an eye, the overcrowded main hall suddenly became empty. With the two of us left, the other monks started to withdraw as soon as he started to scold him, and basically all of them disappeared after three words of scolding! "
I watched this kid with a stupid face in a daze. While watching, he was very happy with a mentality that had nothing to do with me. Suddenly, Wei Xiaobao’s eyes floated on my body, followed by a smile on his face, which made my heart scratch. Straighten hair, "Hey, what do you mean by the look in your eyes? What do you think?"
Wei Xiaobao leaned over with a smile, and said with a stern face: "Brother He, let's discuss things, or how can I make you the chair of Qingliang Temple?"
"No!" I was mad, and desperately said: "It doesn't matter if one person does things and the other is acting, but I will never do it as a monk—my dad believes in Jesus and my mother believes in him. The law is over, this damn is about to catch up with the heavens and fight for the New Guinea cannibals!"
Wei Xiaobao really is determined to become the One Piece... Uh no, he is determined to become a rich man. This brain turns too fast, and he instantly found the trick of pointing a deer into a trouble on the East Road. He put me in a hole in order to get away. Now, it seems that I have underestimated him before, but fortunately, my buddy is not a mortal (I haven't said this for a long time), do you think I can be fooled
Wei Xiaobao was not angry when I rejected it directly. He showed a mysterious face and said to me: "Then let's put it another way-I will help you with whatever you want from me. Can you treat this monk for me as a fake? After the old monk is done, you have to go back to the vulgar as you like, no one can stop you!"
"What?" I didn't quite understand for a while: "Why do you say that I want to get something from you?"
Wei Xiaobao smiled slyly: "It's unclear. At first, you didn't pay attention to me. Then after you knew my name, it suddenly changed. It must be me who is useful to you. In addition, you will follow me all the way. Tan sticks to me like a snot, what else can happen except that there is something you want by my side? Don't think of me as a fool!"
I pondered: "Then why don't I want to approach the emperor as an official through you?"
"You are not a person who cares about official position!" Wei Xiaobao concluded: "The temperament in you is different from the people I have seen. You should have higher pursuits and ideals. It is not just a matter of the chief governor. Yes-I have to guess that you approached me as an official and it is an insult to you, you can't!"
A sense of sympathy arose in my heart from the bottom of my heart. It was definitely not that Wei Xiaobao, a gangster, praised me well, but his words simply said that my heart was gone-yes, I am a person who has escaped the low-level tastes. A noble person is a person who disdains high officials' humility-the parents who gave birth to me know me, Xiaobao, I didn't expect me to run into a bosom friend here after being mixed for so long! "
However, Wei Xiaobao added another sentence: "If you want me to say, becoming a monk is the best way for you to go in your next life, I am optimistic about you!"
Me: "... You are paralyzed!"
I was a bit annoyed after chatting with Wei Xiaobao for a long time. I thought that it would take a long time to eat the set meal on Valentine's Day anyway. I may not wait for that time. Besides, I have to give him a secret. Today, I confessed to Xiaobao: "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, yes, I do have something you need to help me get. Since you guessed it, I won't hide it-Chapter 42 by you Leave it to me, I will help you as the Qingliang Temple to host the end of the old monk. I will go to the Valentine's Day package on Xia Ke Island, how about it?"
Wei Xiaobao instantly beamed his eyebrows, and he reached out and gave me a high-five: "A word is for sure!"
After finding my scapegoat, Wei Xiaobao didn’t panic anymore. He immediately called the monks back together and told them that they had chosen the people who were going to Qingliang Temple to take over. As his cousin, I officially took over the post of presiding over Qingliang Temple. , And he went as my deputy, referred to as the deputy host for short.
The presiding abbot has no objection to this, but reminds us: "The presiding officer of Qingliang Temple must be a Shaolin monk. If this benefactor wants to take over the Qingliang Temple, he must also become a monk. I wonder if?"
I nodded and said, "It's okay, but I have something to say: Since I am the cousin of Lord Wei, then you can't lower my seniority, otherwise we can't get along!"
The abbot nodded slightly: "It is easy to say, since Junior Brother Huiming is your cousin, you should be of the same generation, so you can only be accepted as disciples by the old monk on behalf of Master, and you are also ranked in the Huizi generation—except for Huiming in the temple. Only the old monk's law name Hui Cong, plus you, the three of us have the highest seniority!"
"Hey, this effect is what I want!" I suddenly slapped my legs and excitedly said: "Take it, what is it called?"
"This has to wait for me to look up the book," the abbot in charge ordered the people to fetch the booklet of the dharma name and the word, and explained: "We all get it by the word, this can't be messed up, so the donor your dharma name is the only Yes, no change!"
I waved my hand indifferently, and said casually: "As long as you have a high seniority, you can take whatever you want, don't worry, no objection!"
Seeing my answer, the abbot solemnly ordered someone to fetch me a shaved robe and a razor, and then began to prepare for me to shave my head. It was very cool to chuckle and chuckle. The booklet was brought over when the old monk read it. After a few glances, I still finalized my dharma name: "According to the ranking, the word that should be used is'qi', so, you will use this as your dharma name in the future, Junior Brother!"
"Furious? Then my name should be..."
I went into a violent moment, and the old monk yelled: "I'm ah, you're unlucky, your whole family is unlucky!"
The host abbot was not angry, and explained: "The current typesetting is the four words'smart and astringent'. Junior brother and I have used the two characters Cong and Ming, and only these two characters are left. The rest are all passed away. My brother used it, how about you change it to obscure?"
I'm really anxious now: "It's not as bad as bad luck, at least it sounds pleasant to the ear, using a dead person's name is really bad luck!"
The old monk said flatly: "If that's the case, let's make it-Junior Brother, bad luck!"
I subconsciously replied: "Hey!"
The monk in the main hall was full of joy: "Isn't this pretty slippery, it's a real name!"
I angrily provoke the audience with my eyes, but it seems that everyone is immersed in the great joy my name brings to them and no one pays attention to me. Even Wei Xiaobao is squatting on the wall and stealing pleasure. I can only take it as a nightmare. Ignore him--forget it, if you come, you will be settled. Anyway, I will not choose if it is not long. The main problem is that I can't choose, why should I toss!
One day later, Wei Xiaobao and I officially took twenty or thirty monks towards Mount Wutai. However, because we had to bring the two together on the road, we were divided into several roads. There is only one old man on my road besides the three of us. The monk followed, that is, Chengguan, the old monk Wei Xiaobao had most contact with in the temple, and it was our military support!
After walking for dozens of days, we finally rushed to the foot of Wutai Mountain. In order to avoid being unable to eat meat after going up the mountain, we rested at the inn under the mountain for one more night. The main purpose is to eat meat, followed by a secondary purpose. Regarding Wei Xiaobao-let's excuse to wait for the big guys to meet for a while, and look for the whereabouts of his favorite girl by the way!
It doesn't matter anyway, what can I object to? (End of this chapter)