In September, the leaves should be red, the leaves should be yellow, and the green ones should be green, rendering the mountains and forests into colorful scrolls.

The morning in Shaolin is always full of vitality, with melodious bells and the sound of chanting scriptures sounds like the sound of nature from afar, attracting people's steps to move up the mountain without realizing it.

Huo Yuanzhen watched the monks and the martial arts queen come out of the yard at the Luohan Hall and take a slow walk in the temple.

Now the pilgrims who came to Shaolin to burn incense gradually understood what to do. Seeing that Huo Yuanzhen was not as crazy as before, he respectfully bowed to express his respect for the monks.

This is the effect Huo Yuanzhen requires, at least he can live a peaceful life.

Several slim and beautiful figures walked up the mountain and accelerated their pace after seeing Huo Yuanzhen.

The ones who came were Ning Wanjun, Lin Yi, and Ning Wanjun's maid Xiao Cui.

"Abbot".

Several girls bowed their heads and gave the ceremony, and Huo Yuanzhen also returned the ceremony.

"The three female donors came very early today."

"Yes, we were so bored at the inn at the foot of the mountain. We could only play chess, but I couldn't play. We could only watch the young lady and Master Lin Yi play. But after playing for a long time, they both felt tired."

Xiao Cui was straightforward and spoke almost the same as a machine gun.

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "This is simple. I will make a deck of playing cards for you later. You three can fight against the Landlords."

"Direlors? We don't farm, why do we have to fight against the landlords? Besides, the landlords are also ordinary people. Is it worth our efforts? What are playing cards?"

Ning Wanjun also looked at Huo Yuanzhen strangely, and wanted to know what playing cards are and why he wanted to fight Landlords.

Huo Yuanzhen saw the other party’s three women and casually told him how to play Landlord. Now Xiao Cui asked, and had to bite the bullet and explain: “Playing cards are an entertainment thing, Landlords are a way to play cards, and it’s very good to relax and relieve boredom.”

"It's something to play, is it a gamble? If you gamble, I'll stop learning."

This time Lin Yi asked, the little nun was as pure as water, and when it comes to gambling, he felt very guilty.

"Of course it's not a gambling. Those who lose can draw turtles on their faces, stickers or something else."

Huo Yuanzhen said, thinking about the scene of several girls' faces covered with turtles, especially Ning Wanjun, who lifted the white veil and painted a few little turtles on her beautiful face. What an interesting picture it would be.

While I was talking, a voice suddenly came.

"As abbot, he doesn't want to practice, but he is flirting with the female donor here, which is simply a disgrace to Buddhism. I don't know how Mingxuan taught you!"

The voice is loud and imposing, but it feels bad to Huo Yuanzhen's ears. Where did the big cloves of garlic come out? Who are you here to educate? And who are you talking about Mingxuan? I have never heard of it.

Not only did Huo Yuanzhen feel uncomfortable when he said this, Ning Wanjun and the others didn't feel comfortable when they heard this. They were all innocent daughters, so who could stand such words?

Several people looked back and saw two monks standing behind, wearing yellow monk robes, a fifty-year-old with a fleshy face and a bit ferocious.

Another person in his twenties was also full of arrogant expressions. He was probably the disciple of the old monk. He was carrying a bag, but he looked like a fake tiger.

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly felt alert in his heart that the old monk had heard of Ming Xuan, could he have heard of it...?

Taking a step forward, Huo Yuanzhen said, "Amitabha, I wonder where the two masters came from?"

"Shaolin!".

The young monk replied from behind, raised his head slightly, and looked at Huo Yuanzhen with contemptuous eyes.

Xiao Cui replied next to him: "You monk is really talking nonsense. This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin abbot. You also said that you came from Shaolin and have a problem with your brain. Really, abbot, take them to see the officials. Look at these two guys who cheated are not good people."

"Xiao Cui, don't talk nonsense, let's go and worship Buddha."

Ning Wanjun stopped Xiao Cui and then said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Since the abbot has a guest, the little girl will not disturb you. I hope one day the abbot can teach me how to fight against the landlords."

"Amitabha, Miss Ning will take care of herself, let alone fighting landlords, I will play mahjong and I will be the city of my monks."

Several people didn't understand what Huo Yuanzhen said about playing mahjong, so they said goodbye and left one by one.

When Xiao Cui left, she passed by the two monks and glared fiercely, gestured her small fists like a demonstration, and then left arrogantly, almost making the two monks' noses crooked.

"Master, look, look! What has this become? A abbot, who is not clear about these women, and one nostril is venting his anger, and he actually dares to threaten us. There is no trace of the glorious tradition of our Shaolin. This is simply outrageous. I feel embarrassed for him."

The monk also looked ugly, but he couldn't have an attack with Xiao Cui. When several women walked away, he said to Huo Yuanzhen coldly: "You call me Yijie?"

"Yes, I am a precept."

"I heard it clearly. I am the leader of the Nan Shaolin Mingxin, the precepts Academy. By seniority, I am your master. This is my eldest disciple, called Yiyin, and I am your eldest brother. I am not here to pay my respects to my uncle."

Huo Yuanzhen looked at the monk Mingxin and said, "Sorry, I don't know the origin of the two of you, and I never know what kind of master I have, that... Huiming, come here, these two masters may be hungry, and their thoughts are a little unclear after coming to Shaolin. Go and see what leftovers there are in the kitchen and bring two plates of leftovers here for the two masters to eat."

"Yes, abbot."

Huiming agreed to find the leftover rice, and the two monks over there were already angrily fighting bulls.

"Yijie! You are so brave. You dare to give us leftovers and eat them here. What's there? There is not even a table, how to eat them? Do you put them on the ground? Are you feeding the dogs!"

"Shut up!".

Monk Mingxin roared angrily and stopped his disciples from talking nonsense. Everyone could hear what Huo Yuanzhen meant. Do you need to explain it so clearly? Isn’t it embarrassing enough?

After being scolded by Mingxin, the monk did not dare to say more, so he hurriedly shut up.

"Have your master Mingxuan told you about his situation?" Mingxin asked Huo Yuanzhen.

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head, and he had never said it, but he had guessed it almost, just pretending to be confused. Now everyone has no identity, so he should be disgusted with you first, otherwise he will probably not have this opportunity in a while.

"Okay, since you don't know, I don't blame you for what happened just now, but now I'll tell you why your temple is called Shaolin Temple!"

"Don't be anxious, this master. I will tell you something first. I have never heard of who Mingxuan you mentioned, but you just said that you are my master. So I think that if the two masters were not hungry, they might be liars. They just didn't understand the situation, so they talk nonsense. However, no matter whether they are liars or not, as long as they can repent, it will be considered a merit. I still have two copper coins here."

As he said that, Huo Yuanzhen took out two copper plates from his waist.

"This one was the first reward my master earned when he went out to do rituals. At that time, I was still young, so my master gave this copper coin to me, saying that I would be frugal in the future. No matter how Shaolin developed, I would not be wasted."

Listening to Huo Yuanzhen’s long-lasting words, Yiyin over there finally couldn’t help but say to Huo Yuanzhen: “Your head is broken, my master wants to tell you the matter, how dare you talk endlessly…”

"Don't quarrel!".

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly roared, shocked because his ears buzzed, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Even the old monk Mingxin's expression changed drastically. How could this precept be practiced as the authentic lion roar in Buddhism? You know, I have just started to get in touch with this kung fu and haven't mastered it yet. Who taught him?

He shocked the other party and Huo Yuanzhen continued: "This second copper plate is the first incense money I received after becoming the abbot. It is the first profit of my Shaolin. It is also of great significance. I kept these two copper plates for a long time and were reluctant to spend them, but I also have to give them the treasures. Today, I saw the two masters who were pale and thin, and were poor and had reached the state of madness. I had to bear the pain of giving them to them and give them to them. I hope that the two would leave quickly after taking the copper plate, wash their hands in the future, and be a new person."

After saying that, Huo Yuanzhen came to the two of them in a hypocritical manner. While the other party had not recovered from the shock just now, he pulled his hand and put the copper plate into the hands of the two of them.

"Amitabha! A merit is a success!".

As Huo Yuanzhen’s Buddhist chant rang, Mingxin woke up.

It’s not that he could not resist Huo Yuan’s real lion roar, but was shocked, because in his memory, Ming Xuan’s martial arts were not good at all. How could he have this Buddhist supernatural power?

But after just a moment of silence, the other party stuffed the copper plate that was dirty, even slightly deformed and could not even be used to make flowers into his hands.

Moreover, this precept is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, as if he is just a Buddha who saves the suffering and is compassionate, making people feel trust in an instant.

I took the copper plate myself, but I actually took the fuck!

The old monk was trembling all over excitedly, a shame! What a great shame!

This rags that even beggars, even the beggars do, actually ran into his hands, grandma's, this damn ring, what is the rags he is carrying on with him!
Chapter completed!