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Chapter 764 Politeness
When the Chulu people left Sandu's small courtyard, Yuanzhen was left inside. Probably Sandu would invite this nephew from Northern Shaolin to "practice Zen" together at the Lion Slaying Conference!

This time, the people of Chulu didn't need to distinguish the path by themselves, they came directly to the Sutra Pavilion - they were not afraid to go to the Temple of Discipline, because only the fallen leaves along this road were swept away!

As expected of a floor-sweeping monk, he is simply a genius at sweeping the floor...

The Chulu people felt that this was not to greet him, but... since they were passing by, they swept it by the way.

Sure enough, following the cleaned path, the people of Chulu saw the Sutra Pavilion. At this time, there was already an old monk sweeping the floor in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

"En?" The Chulu people noticed from a distance that this sweeping monk could clearly feel his existence, and he could roughly feel his martial arts!

It's not weak to say that it's weak, let's say there is a weak first-class, and it can be ranked in the top ten in Hesi, but it's a bit of a joke to say that this is a sweeping monk...

When he got closer, the people from Chulu found that this man looked familiar, especially the limping appearance, which gave him a sense of déjà vu!
"Old Duan?" The Chulu people recognized that the person sweeping the floor in front of him was none other than Duan Yanqing, his third brother's biological father.

Duan Yanqing raised that fierce face, glanced at Chuluren, and said ventriloquically, "There is no old Duan here, only an old monk."

"You have always been a monk in Shaolin? I didn't mean you. Doesn't our family have its own temple..." The Chulu people looked out of sight, as if the second uncle next door was saying: Don't we have a land in our family? ?Why go to some agricultural university in the city.

"Any temple can worship the Buddha." It was difficult for Duan Yanqing to make an expression of enlightenment. The necrosis of facial muscles made everything he said seemed eccentric and fierce.

"Then why didn't you choose the one close to home? Afraid of meeting... who is that?" Chulu asked back.

"A monk doesn't have a family, the benefactor has taken care of him!" Duan Yanqing didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"What is the name of that old man now? What is his seniority? How could he sweep the floor here..."

"The name of the Dharma is nothing but vain, you call me Duan Yanqing."

Duan Yanqing is actually not a name, just like Kangxi is not called Aixinjueluo Kangxi, it's just a convention.

Chuluren recalled Xie Xun's words after his enlightenment in the original novel, and thought that he couldn't smash the signboard of half a Buddhist expert, so he nodded and said, "I understand, I understand, bullshit Duan Yanqing, they are all phantoms."

Duan Yanqing: ...

Duan Yanqing didn't want to talk to him at all.

But without seeing the real sweeping monk, the Chulu people naturally couldn't leave: "Could it be that Shaolin also engages in outsourcing? This sweeping is subcontracted to you by a formal worker? I can't imagine that Shaolin's internal involvement is so serious..."

Duan Yanqing saw that the Chulu people did not leave, so he had no choice but to reply: "I am practicing here with the teacher, and by the way...sweeping the floor, I am not counted as a Shaolin disciple."

The people from Chulu pondered after hearing the words: "Isn't this what outsourcing means?"

Duan Yanqing: ...

"What about the master who sweeps the floor?" Chu Luren then asked.

"I don't know." Duan Yanqing replied sullenly, and continued to sweep the floor.

After he knew that Duan Yu was his own son, he looked away and didn't want to seize the throne, but he must feel uncomfortable going to Tianlong Temple to become a monk, so he simply walked in the middle of the earth, and happened to meet a sweeping monk. After some advice, Duan Yu Yanqing felt that this was the eminent monk, so he followed his practice.

After that... the sweeping monk brought him to the South Shaolin for dinner!
The old monk was very proficient, so he took him to the north first, and in the territory of the Qing court, he recited scriptures for the dead old man's family. I got a certificate of degree—that is, a monk certificate.

Why go to the Qing court?

Because of the different taxation methods, the degree of dutiment is very different between the two. The Qing court’s dutiful is issued by the temple itself, and the Song court’s dutiful is issued by the Ministry of Rites and Sacrifice. The latter cannot be spent with such a small amount of money. of!
With a degree certificate, you can eat and drink in the temple...

In Southern Shaolin, the sweeping monk is also a wandering monk. "Lai" lives and eats in Shaolin, because he is just an old monk, and no one cares about it. It's just that he himself sweeps the floor in the temple in the second half of every month. Do your best.

As for the first half?
Maybe they came to condolences to the widows...

Anyway, no one cares!
Duan Yanqing, as a disabled monk, was also taken over by an old monk. Although the old monk was just doing it by himself, he actually brought other people to do it, which upset some young monks in the Zhikeyuan, but the old and the disabled didn't care too much. Good to drive away.

It is true that Duan Yanqing looks fierce, but he abides by the rules and regulations.

Although Duan Yanqing's lightness kung fu is not low, but he can't afford to work like a sweeping monk, so he has been staying in the Southern Shaolin sweeping the floor...

The monks in Southern Shaolin didn't even know that the disabled monk could speak ventriloquism, so he just thought of him as a wandering monk with a necrotic face and a fierce look!
The people of Chulu couldn't find the sweeping monk for a while—from previous experience, the monk would not even be seen by "Ming Yutai". If he didn't want to show up, it would be difficult for the people of Chulu to find him.

However, Mingyu Terrace of the Chulu people found another person in the Sutra Pavilion...

"Is there someone in the Sutra Pavilion?" Chu Luren asked Duan Yanqing directly.

"Well, the one brought back by the teacher is very fierce."

After Duan Yanqing finished speaking, the Chulu people couldn't help but glance at him - it was always strange for him to say these words.

"I'll go in and have a look... You're just sweeping the floor, you're not in charge of the doorman, are you?" the Chulu man asked specifically.

Duan Yanqing didn't speak, and continued to sweep the floor.

The Sutra Pavilion is so lax and Buddhist...

Back then, Xuanci, although he was deceived by Murong Bo, still wanted to make a big news - he didn't usually see Shaolin Duobao's own martial arts.

The people of Chulu went straight up to the second floor, and at the same time felt that there was a sense of Zen naturally contained in the Sutra Pavilion—not from the Sutra Pavilion itself, but from scripture manuscripts.

After all, the scriptures here are all original manuscripts, or transcribed by eminent monks, even if the transcribed eminent monks do not know martial arts, as long as the state of mind is high enough, when transcribing, there will naturally be a Zen state of mind remaining in it, accumulating a little. This Sutra Pavilion has also become a special place.

When I went up to the second floor, I saw a stubble-faced, haggard figure sitting in the middle, with ferocious flashes on his face from time to time, and then gradually calming down, repeating this... It seems to be using the Zen here , make yourself settle down.

It's the return to the sea!

The Chulu man thought for a while, and it seemed a little impolite to keep silent, but if he spoke directly, what if he was disturbed?
So the Chulu people were polite and cautious, and approached quietly, preparing to plant a Taoist fetus first...

(End of this chapter)