Chapter 128 Xu Zhu and the Sweeping Monk

New Year's Day.

Every household in Bianjing City posts Spring Festival couplets and hangs red lanterns.

Everyone is smiling and their whole body is filled with festive joy.

Everyone is visiting relatives and friends, and everyone in the Shenhou Mansion is no exception.

However, apart from wishing Zhuge Zhengga a happy birthday, they had no other elders to visit, so the four of them discussed it and prepared to go to Huo Yin's courtyard to wish Huo Yin a happy birthday.

When the Qingqing four came to the small courtyard together, they happened to meet Gu Xichao walking out of the small courtyard.

Even during the Spring Festival, Gu Xichao still wore a green shirt.

He looked at the four ruthless people and said, "Xi Chao has met four famous arresters."

Wu Qingqing nodded lightly, raised his hands and said, "Mr. Gu is also here to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Huo?"

Gu Xichao nodded, and then said with some regret: "It's a pity that I came a little late, sir has already left."

The four Qingqing people were a little surprised. Huo Yin left?

When did this happen?

Gu Xichao looked at the surprised expressions on everyone's faces and said, "I don't know when I left, but Mr. Huo put down a few red envelopes on the stone table, including mine and yours."

As she spoke, Gu Xichao waved a bunch of copper coins wrapped in red paper and strung with red thread in her hand.

When the Qingqing four saw this, they thought that Huo Yin must have known that they would come to pay New Year greetings, so he specially left red envelopes for them.

Thinking of this, Zhui Ming couldn't help but sigh and said, "I wonder if I will have the chance to see you again in the future."

The expressions on everyone's faces became extremely complicated when they heard this.

Huo Yin only lived in Bianjing for a few months. King Zuo Wu, Cai Jing and other rebellious ministers and traitors were killed one after another. Fu Zongshu, the traitor, also unexpectedly changed his appearance and started a new life.

This series of events all happened because of Huo Yin. It is no exaggeration to say that Huo Yin changed the ecology of the entire capital, and even changed the style of the entire Song Dynasty.

If the Song Dynasty could rise again in the future, Huo Yinju would have made the greatest contribution.

Just when the four famous arrests and Gu Xichao were lamenting the great changes Huo Yin brought to them personally during the Song Dynasty, Huo Yin, dressed in a green shirt, was walking among the mountains and fields holding a sign in his hand.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and every household is celebrating the New Year at home, so Huo Yin has been walking for a long time without encountering a single person.

It was not until noon that Huo Yin met several young monks wearing monk robes.

There is only one temple nearby, and that is the Shaolin Temple of the Song Dynasty.

"It's better to beg for a bowl of vegetarian food."

Huo Yin looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple.

Now that we have come here, we naturally want to go to this ancient temple to experience it.

Thinking of this, Huo Yin took a few steps forward and caught up with the young monks.

"Are these young masters disciples of the Shaolin Temple? I'm a little hungry. Can I go to the Shaolin Temple with you to ask for a bowl of vegetarian food?"

When the young monks heard Huo Yin's words, they looked at each other and then looked at Huo Yin.

I don't know why, but when they faced Huo Yin, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts. Faced with Huo Yin's request, they had no way to refuse.

After a while, the leading young monk said politely to Huo Yin: "If you don't dislike this donor, then please come with us."

After hearing this, Huo Yin followed the young monks who went out to purchase and walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

When they arrived at the Shaolin Temple, one of the young monks greeted the master in the temple and took Huo Yin to the Zhaitang.

"Donor, dinner will be served in a little while, please wait here for a while."

Huo Yin nodded lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

After the young monk left, Huo Yin looked around and looked at the environment of the dining hall.

Zhaitang is actually an ordinary canteen for eating, it doesn't look like anything special.

After a while, Huo Yin withdrew his gaze and quietly waited for the meal to begin.

Not long after, monks came to the dining hall one after another, preparing to eat.

These monks were in small groups. They were all smiling and discussing something heatedly. But when they saw Huo Yin, they all closed their mouths, and the smiles on their faces subsided and became quiet.

Huo Yin suddenly felt helpless when facing the awe-inspiring looks of everyone.

Although this dragon's power is easy to use, it feels a little too strange to have to crush other people in terms of momentum no matter what the occasion, making other people have to be careful even when they speak.

Thinking of this, Huo Yin tried to take the initiative to curb Long's power.

After Huo Yin restrained Long Wei, the eyes of everyone around him gradually became normal, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Huo Yin took his own plate and lined up with other monks to receive today's fasting meal.

The vegetarian meal is very simple, consisting of two pretty good-looking vegetarian dishes, a bowl of vegetarian soup, and a bowl of rice.

This made Huo Yin involuntarily think of the days when he first came to this world, making steamed buns, pickles, and noodle soup every day at Tongfu Inn.

"Remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet is wrong. It should be said that remembering the salty and thinking of the sweet is right."

Huo Yin smiled and then started to eat.

After he had eaten and drank enough, Huo Yin glanced at the monks around him who had already walked away, and stood up and walked outside.

At the same time, a somewhat honest-looking monk came from not far away. When the other monks saw this man, they all bowed respectfully.

"Disciple has met Master Xu Zhu."

The ordinary-looking and honest monk known as Uncle Xu Zhu smiled and returned friendly greetings to every monk who greeted him. After returning more than ten greetings along the way, he finally entered the dining hall.

Xu Zhu came to the dining hall, looked around a few times, and finally fixed his gaze on Huo Yin.

He took a step forward and came to Huo Yin, put his hands together in salute, and then asked, "Is this donor Mr. Huo?"

Huo Yin smiled and replied, "I am Huo Yin."

When Xu Zhu heard this, he said respectfully: "Master asked the young monk to invite Mr. Huo to the Sutra Pavilion to talk about it."

Huo Yin stretched out his hand and said, "Then please lead the way."

Xu Zhu nodded, then turned around and walked outside.

Huo Yin followed Xu Zhu, watching Xu Zhu salute politely to every monk he met, and asked with a smile: "Since you are their uncle, why are you so polite?"

Xu Zhu scratched his head when he heard this and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I'm not their senior uncle. I just became their senior uncle because I was lucky enough to become their senior master."

These days, Xu Zhu has been called uncle for a long time, but he still hasn't gotten used to it and always feels a little embarrassed.

Huo Yin looked at Xu Zhu's honest and honest look and asked, "What have you learned from your master?"

Xu Zhu replied without thinking: "Nature is the most profound Dharma in our Buddhism."

These days, he is indeed studying Buddhism diligently with Monk Sweeping the Floor, and has not learned any martial arts.

Huo Yin smiled when he heard this and did not continue to ask any more questions.

He knows that Xu Zhu is indeed learning Buddhism, but this Buddhism may not be serious Buddhism, it should be said to be Buddhist practice!

As long as Xu Zhu's understanding of Buddhism becomes deeper and more thorough, Xu Zhu's martial arts will become higher and higher.

It's just because Xu Zhu has almost never fought with anyone, so he has no idea that he is now considered a master and his martial arts is already extremely good.

In Huo Yin's view, although Xu Zhu is not yet a strong master in the master realm at this time, he should have no rivals in the innate realm.

With a solid foundation, given time, Xu Zhu will surely grow into another divine monk in the Shaolin Temple of the Song Dynasty!

Not long after, Xu Zhu brought Huo Yin to the Scripture Depository Pavilion.

At this time, in the small courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion, there was an old figure holding a broom and cleaning the snow in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

This is an old monk with white eyebrows and beard. He seems to have a peaceful expression, kind eyes and kind eyes. There is no strong aura fluctuation in his body, just like an ordinary monk.

But if anyone really treats him as an ordinary monk, it will be a joke!

When Xu Zhu saw the sweeping monk, he did not step forward to help because cleaning the fallen leaves and snow in the Sutra Pavilion was a daily task for the sweeping monk and no one was allowed to interfere.

"Master, Mr. Huo is already here."

When the sweeping monk heard Xu Zhu's words, he raised his head and looked at Huo Yin, smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Huo, can you wait for a moment?"

Huo Yin smiled slightly and said, "Master, it's up to you. I'll take a walk by myself first."

With that said, Huo Yin walked towards the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

This Sutra Collection Pavilion is where the Shaolin Temple of the Great Song Dynasty stores its sutras. In addition to Buddhism, there are also the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple. They are the skills that many people in the world dream of. Now that they are here, they naturally want to give it a try.

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On one side, Huo Yin, accompanied by Xu Zhu, casually visited the Sutra Pavilion, while on the other side, the sweeping monk was quietly sweeping the snow on the ground.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the sweeping monk finally swept away the snow, put down his broom, and walked into the Sutra Pavilion.

At this time, Huo Yin was standing in the Sutra Pavilion, holding a volume of sutras in his hand, with the three characters "Yi Jin Jing" clearly written on the cover.

When Huo Yin saw the sweeping monk coming in, he casually put the "Yi Jin Jing" on the bookshelf, not bothering to read it again.

"Mr. Huo, please sit down."

The sweeping monk reached out and motioned for Huo Yin to sit down on the futon.

Huo Yin followed the local customs and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The sweeping monk sat opposite Huo Yin, looked at Huo Yin, and said: "Although the poor monk has not left the Shaolin Temple for decades, he has heard of Mr. Huo's name. It is a blessing to meet him today."

Huo Yin smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "Master, you're welcome."

The sweeping monk turned his head and glanced at the signboard erected at the door, and said: "Not long ago, the poor monk once had a relationship with Grandmaster Ling. Grandmaster Ling once discussed the way of heaven with the poor monk. I don't know what Mr. Huo has about the way of heaven.

opinion?"

Huo Yin smiled and asked, "Shouldn't the master monk discuss Buddhism with me?"
Chapter completed!