disguised holy monk

A few days later, Xuanqing took over as the abbot of Qingchan Temple.He also moved to the meditation room where the abbot lived.

Just as the abbot, in addition to preaching and promoting Buddhism, he also has to manage all financial expenses of the temple.The incense of Qingchan Temple is becoming more and more prosperous, and the ins and outs of these donations must be properly managed.

Fortunately, Wu Ku is quite talented in this area, so Xuan Qing will leave it to him to take care of it, and then check the accounts regularly.

Xuan Yuan also became the head of the Discipline Academy. With him in charge, even though there were more and more newly ordained disciples in Qingchan Temple, there were not many violations of rules and disciplines.

As the youngest Buddhist abbot, Xuanqing has a Buddhist instinct and is admired by all the monks, so the monks of Qingchan Temple still trust him.As for the others, they thought he was too young, but it was not their turn to intervene in the affairs of Qingchan Temple.

Everything seemed to be calm again, and a new life began.

But only a few people who are very close to Xuanqing know that he probably hasn't come out of his grief yet.

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Under the night, in the abbot's monastery, Xuanqing was wearing a red cassock, sitting cross-legged facing the moon with Buddhist beads in his hands.

His brows seemed to be a little more indifferent and steady, but his eyes looking at the moonlight seemed to be vaguely separated by an uncomfortable layer of confusion.

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the eaves——

"Are you thinking of the old abbot?"

Xuan Qing followed the voice and saw a man in black sitting on the eaves with his chest folded, his black hair flying wildly, his expressionless face was so indifferent, only those deep and sharp eyes showed pure concern.

Ying stayed in Qingchan Temple for a few days to recuperate from his injuries. Apart from his legs being inconvenient, the injuries on his body have already healed.He forgot all his martial arts moves, but his strong inner strength is still there. Even if he hurts his leg, it is not a problem to fly over the roof.

Probably because the night was too quiet, Xuan Qing paused, sighed and said: "Master said, 'You don't have to be attached to the cycle of life and death', but I can't understand it, and I can't let it go."

"Since you can't let go, why bother to let go?" The man couldn't understand his troubles, because in his opinion, it wasn't a problem at all.

Xuan Qing paused, thoughtful, and did not speak.

The man simply jumped off the eaves, limped over to sit next to Xuan Qing, and said directly, "What do you want to do now?"

Xuan Qing said honestly: "Find the murderer."

The man nodded unsurprisingly, "Then go find it."

Xuan Qing was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said softly: "You are right, such a simple matter, I am asking for trouble..."

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he really can't comfort people.

Xuan Qing also heaved a sigh of relief, he wanted to catch the murderer, but the old abbot told him not to pursue it before his death, and a holy monk shouldn't be so persistent in catching the murderer...but now it's logical.

He thought for a while, and took out the needle, "Benefactor Shadow, you should have traveled more in the past, do you still have any impression of this needle?"

"This should be a hidden weapon." The man took a look and shook his head slightly, "Unfortunately, I don't remember anything from the past."

He rubbed the tip of the triangular pyramid needle, and said thoughtfully, "However, the shape of this needle is a bit unique, and it shouldn't be used by an unknown person. You can go to the rivers and lakes to ask."

Xuan Qing confirmed that he really had no impression, nodded slightly on his face, and put away the needle again.

The man looked at his carefully preserved appearance, and said, "What's the matter? Is Master going down the mountain to look for it?"

"Now is not the time. Master just passed away, and I just took over the temple. There are still many things to do, not to mention, my mind is not stable, so I should not go down the mountain." Xuan Qing thought for a while, and looked at him with a slight smile, " Where is the shadow benefactor? What are your plans after you recover from your injury?"

The man paused when he heard the words, he slightly raised his head to look at the moon, his black eyes were deep in the night, "I don't remember anything, why don't I become a monk at Qingchan Temple, and I worship you as my teacher..."

Xuan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "The benefactor has not fulfilled his fate, so he is not suitable to become a monk."

"Then can't I stay by your side before I remember everything? After all, I only remember you now." The man stared straight at him, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his cold voice was somewhat stubborn.

Xuan Qing was never good at rejecting others, so he could only say helplessly: "That's fine."

Seeing that he agreed, the man's dark eyes lit up, "Should I shave my head?"

Xuanqing was a little amused, "Amitabha, you don't have to be shaved to practice, you can also practice as a lay disciple with your hair."

The man frowned slightly, "Then you should give me a name, like the little monk who has been by your side all the time."

He always felt that the man was somewhat hostile towards him.

Xuan Qing explained: "That is the dharma name of a practitioner."

The man nodded and said in a deep voice, "Then I want to have it too."

Xuanqing couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, why did it feel like he was comparing himself?

He pondered for a while, then said with a smile: "Then it's called Wuying, which refers to forgotten memories and disappearing troubles."

In fact, he didn't bother to think, since this man remembered "Ying", the name of the next generation of monks would start with "Wu", perfect!

In this way, Xuanqing has an extra lay disciple Wuying who is leading the practice by his side.

Originally, Wuku Wuxin wanted to wait for this man who didn't look like a good stubble to recover from his injuries and quickly throw it out, but now that he's healed, it's even more impossible to leave.

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Xuanyuan and the others also learned about their conversation from Wuying, but seeing that Xuanqing seemed to have untied the knot in his heart, and the smile on his brows returned to the usual way, they didn't stop them, and even planned to accompany him when the time came. Let him catch the murderer.

What Xuanqing said about cultivating xinxing was just an excuse, he just thought that he must have some confidence to venture into the rivers and lakes, so he first accumulated merit points in the temple.

Now more and more monks come to Qingchan Temple to be ordained and become monks. Xuan Yuan teaches boxing techniques for strengthening the body, and he teaches the scriptures and methods every day.

In addition to preaching scriptures and managing temples in his spare time, he simply opened up a vegetable field in the yard.

In the yard, Wu Ying was digging a hole, and Wu Ku was fertilizing.And Xuanqing rarely wore a tea-brown short gown monk's robe, his hands and feet were bound, and he looked energetic and capable. He wore a bamboo hat, and took a small shovel to put the vegetable seedlings into the small pit.

At a sutra meeting, Xuanqing said with a calm smile, "Farming is also a kind of practice."

His dark eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked particularly convincing.

Gradually, the monks of Qingchan Temple learned to grow vegetables, and even opened up a large vegetable field in the backyard.Since then, Qingchan Temple has eaten vegetables grown by itself.

After other temples heard about it, they followed Xuanqing's example and mobilized monks to farm in their spare time.One is to lead the monks to grow vegetables to generate income for the temple, and the other is to cultivate both spiritual practice and physical exercise.After all, in the boring Buddhist practice, farming is more interesting.

It is said that many monks suddenly realized the Buddha nature when they were farming, and they praised in succession—it is indeed Xuanqing!

Xuanqing didn't expect that he just thought it was too boring to meditate most of the day!So wanted to add some entertainment!In the end, it accidentally became a benchmark again?