Yang Fan and Ma Qiao entered the White Horse Temple and became two little monks.
One is called Hong 17, and one is called Hong 18.
This place is really extremely safe, even if there is a lot of trouble in Luoyang City, and there is Xue Huaiyi, the great Bodhisattva Town, here, there is no fear that any cow, ghost, snake and god will dare to come to the door to make trouble.
Yang Fan has been a monk for three days, and he discovered why there have been so many famous women since ancient times, as long as she is willing, some are strong and handsome men who are willing to be her guests, but she wants to cheat with the monk.
Such as Emperor Liang Yuan's Concubine Xu, Emperor Qi Wucheng's empress, and even Princess Gaoyang of this dynasty dare to love this monk who does not give birth, has nothing to do all day long, and the essence and kidney water are really sufficient, which is comparable to men in the world.
Just like Pan Qiaoyun scolded Yang Xiong when he died in the Water Margin: "One night with my senior brother is better than ten years with you." ” Pan, donkey, Deng, small, idle, only the monk's family is the first idle.
Three meals a day, I have someone to fast and eat well, no mundane worries, no worries about my career.
Civil officials and military generals, scholars, scholars, and gentry are running around for the future of Lilu every day, I don't know how many things are worried, and the people in the market are more tired of working hard every day, how can they be more idle than this monk.
This monk has nothing to do all day, concentrates on his cultivation, and is not only physically strong, but also energetic.
Coupled with the fact that they have no wives and no daughters to support, and some have free time, this energy can be imagined.
If this monk does not abide by the rules and eats wine and meat, it will add fuel to the fire and become out of control.
Yang Fan and Ma Qiao are eating meat and drinking wine at the moment.
They work hard every day, but earn a little money to support their families, enter this temple, their own big donors worship the gold and silver as water, a group of monks are simply rich fart oil crotch, no wonder Xue Huaiyi's group of big monks always cause trouble, they are too energetic, and there is nowhere to vent.
Yang Fan and Ma Qiao were munching on their legs of mutton and drinking wine in a courtyard in the backyard of the White Horse Temple that was specially open to the monks in the temple.
Yang Fan shaved his head, but he had no hair, which made people pay more attention to his appearance, so he felt more pretty.
His appearance of red lips and white teeth, handsome and lovely, listening to the old monk in the temple, said that he had the demeanor of Princess Gaoyang's lover and monk.
Hongliu also said that he was indeed handsome, such a good appearance, it would be a pity not to be a monk of knowledge, if he was allowed to be a monk of knowledge, a stop in the White Horse Temple, it was a living signboard, which would definitely seduce many rich women to send incense money to the temple.
Maybe you can seduce a princess or something, and it's really a debate machine.
Yang Fan was taken aback when he heard his bad idea, when he was in Nanyang, he was harassed by Yingying Yanyan because of his handsome appearance, how could he suffer this living crime again, and besides, his identity can be publicized in front of the public Yang Fan hurriedly shirked it on the grounds of clumsy mouth and poor speech.
Eating meat and drinking wine with Yang Fan and Ma Qiao, there is also a thin and wrinkled old monk, the monk eats a mouthful of meat, recites "Supreme Taiyi Tianzun" and takes a sip of wine, and says: "Amitabha" has been chanting for a long time, listening to Yang Fan and Ma Qiao's ears, as if it is a wine persuasion.
This old monk is their fifteenth senior brother, the former Hongshou Guan Master, a turbid Taoist.
Yang Fan said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fifteen, you have eaten so much meat, don't be a big fan of the three Qing Daozun, the three immortals are very busy, I didn't see you eating meat and drinking wine, but when you shouted like this, they saw it." ” The chief of the turbid road was a little embarrassed, so he blushed and said: "They force me to eat meat and drink wine every day, and it is not okay not to eat it."
Eat it, in fact, whether it is the Buddha or the Tao, they originally ate meat, and the poor Tao is not really breaking the precepts. ” Ma Qiaoqi said: "Oh, monk Taoist, could you have eaten meat?"
A turbidity Taoist said: "Exactly, Buddhism abstains from eating meat, this meat is not the meat of chicken, duck and fish in the world, these are called fishy, Buddhism's meat, refers to the smell of vegetables, such as green onions, garlic and other things, as long as it is three pure meat, that is, I can't see the killer; not those whom I have slain; If you don't kill me on purpose, you can eat it.
Monks, all rely on believers to give, believers give alms, what to eat, how can there be such picky, until Emperor Wu of Liang, the emperor proposed not to eat meat, the emperor Chrysostom opened, naturally did not respond, the monks since then began to eat vegetarian, my Taoist is not clearly recorded here, I think it was also at that time to comply with the emperor's will, this changed the rules. ” Not far away, more than a dozen monks on the court were bowing, Yang Fan glanced at them, and suddenly saw a monk who was unstable, the ball was out of his feet, and flew towards this side, so he smiled and said: "In this case, the master just eats calmly, why be anxious Haha, I'll go and make it convenient." ” Yang Fan stood up from the seat, with a flick of the monk's robe, a pair of high-toothed clogs under his feet, and the chic energy that floated away did have a bit of the demeanor of the merry jade debate monk of the year.
"Brother Seventeen, kick the ball over" When a monk saw him coming, he did not run to pick up the ball, but shouted to him.
"Good" Yang Fan agreed, and walked towards the ball, this is a ball of bow, at this time the ball is not inflated, but six pieces of leather sewn into a ball, the middle is stuffed with hair and other soft and elastic things, and a little weight is added in the middle, so as not to make the ball too light and difficult to control.
These monks do not abide by the rules, drink alcohol and eat meat, fight and fight, but there is only one thing: they dare not touch women.
Because Xue Huaiyi is the male favorite of the queen of heaven, everything he does comes from the queen mother, although he himself is unscrupulous and does everything, but he does not dare to mess with women and make the queen mother displeased.
He didn't dare to touch a woman, and he was extremely strict with his subordinates at this point, otherwise he would not be a woman he messed with, but he was afraid that he would not be able to explain clearly in front of Wu Zetian.
As a result, these over-energetic, bored monks had nothing to do in the temple, and they were not really monks, they did not know how to recite sutras, and they had no interest in it, so some popular gadgets became their games, and Keju was a game they often did every day.
Yang Fan walked to the side of the ball, did not lean over to pick up the ball, but picked it up on his toes, picked the ball over his shoulder, and stopped the ball firmly with a "Kuixing kick".
Yang Fan grabbed the big sleeves of the monk's robe with both hands, controlled the ball with both feet, and showed his skills, only to see the ball flying up and down, toes, insteps, foot edges, knees, and ankle balls in front of his feet like meteors, dazzling, but never landed, Yang Fan seemed to be only playing football, but the corners of his eyes were carrying Xue Huaiyi's movements, seeing that Xue Huaiyi had noticed his actions, and suddenly jumped extremely chicly, with a bounce of his feet, and with a "snap" sound, the ball flew back to the field, and the monks cheered "color" when they landed "Hmm" Xue Huaiyi, who was lazily reclining on the couch and watching his disciples play football, sat up suddenly, his eyes shining.
When he saw Yang Fan's tiptoe movements, he began to pay attention, and then saw Yang Fan's clean and neat kick, Xue Huaiyi seemed to have found a shining mountain of gold.
When he sat up, he saw Yang Fan, who had displayed such a wonderful ball skill, and his feet were not wearing leather boots or mango shoes, but a pair of high-toothed clogs hanging on his toes with only two thin straps, and he was even more shocked that his mouth opened wide and couldn't close it.
It is extremely difficult to play such a good hand, and there is a pair of high-toothed clogs at his feet, and the difficulty can be imagined, this kid has such good kung fu, this Buddha can pick up a treasure Xue Huaiyi's heart was full of joy Xue Huaiyi is an out-and-out super fan.
Lao Xue's own ball stinks, but this does not prevent him from liking the ball.
Lao Xue likes Keju very much, so after being the host of the White Horse Temple, he specially asked someone to build a court, and when he had nothing to do, he sat next to him and watched a group of ploppy monks play football, and sometimes played against other noble teams.
It's just that these pungent monks are all wild people, and they can't get on the table, and they do everything they can to win the game with others, and as a result, a juju becomes a rugby game, and those nobles don't dare to argue with Xue Huaiyi, so they have to swallow their anger.
But since then, gradually no one wants to compete with him, and Lao Xue, a super fan, has to entertain himself.
Nowadays, the end of the year is approaching, and the royal family celebrates the festival with competitions in Kemari, sumo wrestling, polo and other sports every year during the Shangyuan Festival.
Xue Huaiyi has always been interested in participating, but he also knows that his apprentices are not angry, he usually competes with others, and he can also play Lai Sapo, but at the royal celebration, which team has no background Besides, the queen of heaven is watching from above, and it's not good to be too shameless, so this thought is just a thought, and I didn't expect to really get ahead in the royal competition.
But now he found a superstar among his apprentices, which made Xue Huaiyi happy.
"Come on, come on, call him over, he's a disciple of the Sprinkle family, what's it called?"
Xue Huaiyi happily pointed at Yang Fan and shouted.
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At this time, Luoyang Wei Tang Zong took a large number of tolerances to patrol and stormed into the White Horse Temple.
Tang Zong was suspicious of the two so-called Yunyou Daoists, but when it came to Xue Huaiyi, he didn't dare to act rashly.
So, he first sent someone to disguise himself as a pilgrim to inquire about the two men.
Although the White Horse Temple is full of pilgrims, he can't help but go in and out, but it is not easy to see those monks in the backyard.
Ma Qiao's appearance has been painted and posted on the streets and alleys, although he has shaved his head, how can the duke not recognize it, and he is in a hurry to report back to Tang Zong at the moment.
The case of robbing the law field caused a lot of trouble in Luojing, and the situation was quite serious, and Tang Zong, as the chief official in charge of the criminal case, was under heavy pressure.
He felt that Xue Huaiyi was also deceived by others, and it was impossible to shield such a murderer, and when he got to the ground, he only had to explain what had happened, and no matter how domineering Xue Huaiyi was, there was no reason to shield these two people.
Therefore, as soon as his subordinates sent back the exact news, Tang Zong did not dare to slack off at all, and rushed to come To be continued: