Chapter 175 Lay Disciples (Third Update)
Fanyin Temple is bigger than Fu Qingzhou imagined.
He followed Fajing all the way, and everywhere there were palaces and temples with closed doors and windows. The classes went up and down, and he turned around the courtyard wall again.
“Don’t look around.”
While Fu Qingzhou was looking around, Fa Jing said leisurely: “Be careful of losing your eyeballs.”
Fu Qingzhou did not show fear, but instead smiled: "Great monk..."
"Don't yell." Fajing glanced at him sideways: "Now that you have entered the temple, you are a layman of Fanyin Temple. Disciple, please call me senior brother from now on.”
“Oh, okay, senior brother!”
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: “This temple of ours is not a serious temple, right?” br>Fa Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.
Before he could speak, Fu Qingzhou continued to smile and said: "Other temples are full of pilgrims and believers, but there is no one like us. The doors are closed everywhere. There is obviously something shameful going on!"
As he spoke, his smile turned obscene: "Are we...actually a copycat? Generally, there are more robberies for wealth or sex?"
Fajing: "..."
After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled: "Boy, since you have entered the monastery, as a senior, I should remind you of some things."
He patted himself for being fat. His belly said: "You are right, ours is not an ordinary temple... Jin Chan Temple, have you heard of it?"
Fu Qingzhou glared: "Of course I've heard of it! It's the largest temple in the world!"
"Yes."
Fajing smiled and said: "Our abbot of Fanyin Temple is Jin Chan A direct disciple of a master in the temple now established the temple here to spread Buddhism for Jinchan Temple."
Fu Qingzhou asked in confusion: "So this is a real temple?"
“Of course.”
Fa Jing said: "But we are different from ordinary Buddhist temples. What we practice is...esoteric Buddhism."
"What tradition?" Fu Qingzhou looked stupid: "I haven't heard of it?"
Fa Jingpi smiled and said: "I can't tell you for a while. You just need to know that in our temple we also have to listen to Buddhist scriptures and recite Buddhist teachings, but there are not so many precepts. "
"Oh, that's great! That great monk didn't lie to me before!" Fu Qingzhou laughed.
But he was muttering secretly in his heart... This Fanyin Temple really has a packaging method inside.
If we tell the lay disciples that what we are doing is murder and arson as soon as we come in, it may be difficult to recruit too many talents, but with a little packaging, many people's doubts can be dispelled.
Fajing is still talking: "But the temple has been uneasy recently and something happened, so we have to close the temple for a while... This is a good thing."
He side-stepped After looking over, he looked at Fu Qingzhou and said: "You lay disciples can also practice well and avoid going out to cause trouble."
"Huh? Do you really want to close the temple?"
Fu Qingzhou said in shock: "I I thought that was your excuse for not wanting to accept me.”
Fajing: "..."
Fu Qingzhou was not polite along the way and asked all the questions he could.
For example, how to learn martial arts, how to learn real things, and whether there is a chance to go out for fun and so on...
The answer I got is nothing special. It is just that you lay a good foundation first. , there will be people who will teach you; if you recite the Buddha's name well, you will be able to learn the true teachings of the temple and so on after you become a monk.
As for going out for fun... Fajing only gave him a disdainful look and let him experience it himself.
"Okay, in front is the room for your lay disciples."
Fa Jing said, pointing to the row of small bungalows: "There is a piece of paper on the wall over there. Go and write your own name. Go up."
"Oh." Fu Qingzhou responded and walked over.
There is a large piece of paper stuck on the wall like a bulletin board, with twenty or thirty names written on it. Each of the characters is uglier than the last... Of course, it is still far less thrilling than Qing Songzi's characters. At a glance, most of these names seemed to be the names of villagers, and they were all relatively simple. Only a few of them looked like names given by educated people.
Fu Qingzhou picked up the pen on the table beside him and wrote two ugly words.
"Zhou Qing."
He used the name Tang Zhou a few years ago, but many people knew his pseudonym at the time. To be cautious, he changed it to another one. His name was turned upside down and the surname was removed, so it became Zhou Qing.
A very ordinary, nondescript name.
"Zhou Qing..."
Fa Jing was behind him and nodded with satisfaction: "The name is good. Come with me to get some daily necessities. There are also some other lay disciples living here. They are all your senior brothers now, but they are all in the Buddhist hall at this time. Chanting Buddha, you have to get along well with them at night."
"In addition, the affairs of you lay disciples are all managed by me. If you have any questions in the future, come to me directly."
Fu Qingzhou put it down. Bi, smiled: "Yes, Senior Brother Fajing."
"Well, the attitude is good."
Fajing pulled the corner of his mouth and patted his shoulder: "You are very talented, do well. If you perform well, you may have the opportunity to enter Jinchan Temple in the future.”
Soon, Fu Qingzhou followed him to the warehouse not far from the disciple's room and received two sets of standard clothes, some daily necessities, and an unedged long knife.
The reason why it is a knife...
For a "butcher", when Fa Jing asks you what weapons you are good at, you can't say that you are good at using swords, spears, etc., right?
The knife is the most suitable weapon for ordinary civilians to learn and use.
“Okay, let’s go back.”
Fa Jing waved his hand and said: "It's getting dark too. If you miss dinner tonight, just go hungry all night. Tomorrow morning you will go to the dining hall with other senior brothers to eat."
Fu Qingzhou responded, but in his heart Smiling secretly... You can't even stop eating meat, but you still eat in the hall?
When I left the warehouse and returned to the door of the disciple's room, there was a burst of noise inside the door.
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.
Is this the lay disciples coming back?
He didn't rush in. He stood at the door and listened carefully.
“Did you see it? There is an extra name on the wall outside!”
“I saw it. I don’t know where it came from. Didn’t it say that the temple is closed? How can people still come in? "
"You can't be a friend or relative of any senior brother or uncle, right?"
"Shit, if you really have a relationship, you can still live here? You would have shaved your head and gone to Tonggu Hall! ”
"That's right, so you're just a new guy?"
"New guy, hahaha, Boss Huang, it seems like the person who brings you footbath needs to be replaced!"
< br>Fu Qingzhou smiled, it turns out that it is the same everywhere, bullying newcomers is the norm.
Holding his clothes, knife and daily necessities, he stepped forward and opened the door.
The moment the door creaked, the chaotic discussion in the room stopped abruptly.
This disciple's room is very long, with two rows of very simple bunks inside, and a not-so-wide corridor in the middle. A group of rough guys wearing standard disciple uniforms are scattered around, sitting or lying on the bunks, all looking at Fu Qingzhou. ...Of course, this look is not very friendly.
There was a tall man sitting in the middle of the bunk. Someone was squeezing his shoulders behind him, washing his feet under his feet, and beating his legs on both sides.
Seeing Fu Qingzhou come in, the big man grinned and looked down at the young man washing his face: "What is your name?"
The young man raised his head with a flattering expression on his face. : "Boss Huang, my surname is Li, and my name is Li Qing."
"Okay, I don't care what your fucking name is."
Boss Huang raised his wet feet and kicked Li Qing on the shoulder: "Go and beat this new guy up, and you won't have to wash his feet anymore!"
Thanks to Qingying, Wu Yiyi and others. Reward from book friends!
(End of this chapter)