Ciyun Temple was originally a famous Zen forest resort outside Chengdu. The Taoism of the temple belongs to the lineage of Zen Buddhism, and the elegance of the spring forest in the temple is quite impressive. Although we are in troubled times, most people are in a hurry every day, but they are trying to survive in troubled times and have no intention of playing. However, there are also some literati and poets who consciously believe that "the world can change dynasties, but they cannot rule the world together with the scholar-bureaucrats." Therefore, they still call friends and spend their days leisurely - eighteen such scholars came to Ciyun Temple a few days ago.
Now that the Southern Ming Dynasty is in decline, the governor of the southwest, Li Dingguo, is also a vulgar warrior. He actually re-employs those people who are traffickers and lackeys, and treats educated people like us as useless! Immediately, Sergeant Lin of Shu was in an uproar! Countless people wrote in their diaries, "Li Pifu treated the scholars with indifference and annihilated himself from the Shu people. He will die without a burial place one day!" After writing, they were afraid of being found out and beheaded, so they had to burn it with tears...
It happened that the Northern Qing Dynasty wanted to win over the people and launched the imperial examination in the second year of Kangxi. So a group of scholars in Shu saw Kang Mazi's will and were overjoyed! They gathered a dozen people and secretly shaved off their ugly money-rat tails, hoping to cross the Yangtze River and seek fame. In their view, the differences between Huayi and Huayi are bullshit! The words of saints can always be found in their books, and scholars are very familiar with this practice.
If the Southern Ming Dynasty did not hold imperial examinations, they would have to take jujube pills. The Northern Qing Dynasty, which held imperial examinations and "ruled the world together with the scholar-bureaucrats", was the right one in the world! As for shaving your head for this... Compared with the reputation of a scholar, your ancestors are nothing! In the future, if I become a high-ranking official, scrape land for ten years, and build a triple archway, the glory will not be the face of my ancestors!
Therefore, the best people in the world who are good at thinking outside the box are also this group of literati.
This group of scholars wanted to go north to take the exam and held a big banquet in Liangweiju, Chengdu Prefecture. When arguing with others during this period, he even shouted, "I am a scholar, and I will be your parents' official tomorrow! If you dare not let me, let alone let you die without a burial place in the future! Today, I will beat you bastards first." If they are half dead, we will send them to the official to be punished! Then Li Dingguo will also stand on our side." However, the soldiers patrolling the streets heard this, and without saying a word, they dragged them out and stripped the pants of the eighteen soldiers. The white buttocks are lined up in a row, ready for a spanking!
After the fight, throw them out of the city one by one! I also want to say, "Go away! There are scholars like you. We in Chengdu cannot afford to lose that person!"
This group of scholars cried loudly like mourning, and helped each other to find a place to stay. In the end, they were so tired that they walked twenty or thirty miles, but they ran into Ciyun Temple... …
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Those soldiers were just to teach these soldiers who were eating people's food and not doing other people's things a lesson, and each of them received five boards. The blow was not heavy. After they were thrown out of the city, they walked more than 20 miles in one breath. Their blood flowed and the injuries on their buttocks were mostly healed. If the soldiers really carried out a deadly attack, they would be good even if they were not disabled, so how could they still be in the mood to run around?
Entering Ciyun Temple, they were greeted respectfully by young monks, and these scholars returned to their true colors. They felt that others should arrange food and lodging for them. While the novices were busy working, they stood on the corridor with their hands folded and commented on the scenery of the mountains and forests. One of them started spraying towards the abbot's meditation room.
He pointed to the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the Zen room and said. "To the west is Mi Xiangyang Yanyu, and to the north is Fang Xiaoru Zhongtang. The only painting hanging in the middle of the Zen bed is simply vulgar! Isn't this the shit on the Buddha's head?"
After hearing this, someone who was unknowingly among the scholars touched his nose in embarrassment and confirmed again...this is not the Shaolin Temple!
Sure enough, after hearing that man's comment, a bunch of aggrieved scholars gathered around and pointed at and commented on the map of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. By the end, everyone was filled with indignation, as if a painting had been misplaced. It's like committing a heinous crime!
Moreover, they had been spraying for so long that even their saliva had dried up, but the abbot of the monastery still did not show up! It’s just that my uncle can’t bear it, but my aunt can’t! So one of the scholars jumped on the Zen bed and grabbed the painting directly. But he lifted the painting. But he couldn't pull it off because the other end of the painting was connected to the wall. He pulled hard a few times, only to hear a "click" sound, and a secret door opened on the side of the meditation room, revealing a woman in gorgeous clothes...
Famous temples, hidden women...words flashed through the minds of these scholars, and many of them seemed to see a golden rip-off!
no Zuo no Die. Lu Yuan shook his head, left the group of scholars, and stood in the yard. As soon as he went out, he heard a rumbling sound behind him, and the wooden walls falling down on all sides had sealed the Zen room into a secret room. Lu Yuanshi walked away without any intention of rescuing him. He didn't deliberately blend in with the crowd, but just as he took a rest at the city gate, a lot of white buttocks were thrown in front of him. Then a group of people asked him how to get to Ciyun Temple, so Lu Yuan had to act as a tour guide for a while.
But it’s just a guided tour.
Lu Yuan held the railing and watched the fish swimming in the water competing for food, and seemed to be unaware of the screams coming from the backyard from time to time.
After a while, a rather elegant monk came out of the backyard over the wall, landed in front of Lu Yuan, and pronounced the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, a poor monk Zhitong, who is the abbot of Ciyun Temple. I wonder if this benefactor is related to those scholars. All the way?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his steps unconsciously stopped in front of Lu Yuan. At this time, several tall monks jumped out one after another and surrounded Lu Yuan.
"Are you Zhitong?" Lu Yuan held his hands, looked him up and down, and said casually. "I am Yuan Shu of Songshan Shaolin Temple, have you heard of my name?"
"The angry monk Yuan Shu who slapped Zhu Mei in Qingcheng!" Zhitong shouted. He initially thought that Lu Yuan was on the same side as those scholars, but Lu Yuan didn't care about the life or death of those people, which had shaken his mind. When I saw Lu Yuan's calm demeanor at a close distance, I already knew that Lu Yuan was definitely not an ordinary person, so I asked carefully. Who knew that Lu Yuan turned out to be the most rumored angry monk Yuan Shu in the world recently!
"Angry Monk?" Lu Yuan was startled, then nodded happily, "That's a good nickname, I accept it."
Zhitong couldn't help but feel suspicious when he saw that Lu Yuan was younger than he thought. "Excuse me, why did Master come to Ciyun Temple? If it is to place an order, Ciyun Temple needs to prepare for a big event recently, and I may not have time to entertain Master..."
"It doesn't matter, I just came to Ciyun Temple for a sword fight. I just wanted to beat Zhu Chaozi one more time." Lu Yuan said straightforwardly.
Zhitong was shocked when he heard Lu Yuan revealed his plan at once, and was a little frozen there not knowing what to do. At this time, another master of the evil sect, the pink-faced Buddha Yu De, came over the wall carrying a black bag. The bag kept squirming, and from time to time a woman's cry came from inside. It was obviously the woman Yu De brought here! Seeing Yu De in trouble, he deliberately shouted in support, "How do you prove that you are the Angry Monk Yuan Shu?! I think you have no spiritual power and your abilities are ordinary. You can't be a swindler!"
Lu Yuan had been frowning in disgust after seeing him. At this time, he heard the provocation and sneered. His body suddenly turned into a shadow, and the next moment he was standing next to Yu De. Lu Yuan was holding a black bag in his hand, which one was it if it wasn't the one Yu De was carrying! The people around were all surprised. Lu Yuan turned his head and glanced at the pink-faced Buddha Yu De.
That gaze is like a sword! Yu De only felt that his body was instantly paralyzed, his hands and feet were stiff, and he couldn't even move his fingers!
"Prepare a private meditation room for me. I won't see any dirty things! So don't let people like this appear in front of me. Spare him this time. Don't blame me for being ruthless next time!" Lu Yuan picked up the black Bag, "What are you waiting for?"
"This...is! Go and prepare a meditation room for the master! Master Yuanshu, please go this way~" Seeing the miraculous skills displayed by Lu Yuan, Zhitong's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. You must know that Yu De is only slightly inferior to him, but he can't stop the power of this person! Such masters are exactly what Ciyun Temple desperately needs, and they cannot let them go under any circumstances. That Emei Zhumei is one of the countless masters of the older generation, but now that the top masters of the evil sect have not yet arrived, no one in Heciyun Temple can be the opponent of that Zhu Chaozi! The appearance of the angry monk, even if he only dealt with Zhu Mei, would greatly boost the morale here.
However, Zhitong still had some sense of loyalty. He walked halfway and said cautiously along with him. "Master Yuan Shu, my senior brother Yu De offended your power, and you punished me appropriately. But I don't know what you used..."
Lu Yuan glanced at him sideways, "That is my unique secret, the first of the three swords to ward off evil - 'Infertility'. I also have the two swords of 'Painless Abortion' and 'Family Planning'. You are welcome to come." Come try it.”
"Don't dare~don't dare~"
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At night, a shrill scream suddenly came from Ciyun Temple, and the voice was full of incredible emotions.
"Hey, why can't I get hard?!!"
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ps: Still double updates. (To be continued.)
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