Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 128 Xu Zhu and the Sweeping Monk
New Year's Day.

Every household in Bianjing puts up Spring Festival couplets and hangs red lanterns high.

Everyone is smiling, and the whole body is filled with festive joyful atmosphere.

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

It's just that they didn't have any other elders to pay their respects to Zhuge Zhengwo, so the four of Wuqing discussed it before going to Huo Yin's small courtyard to pay homage to Huo Yin.

When the Wuqing four came to the small courtyard hand in hand, they happened to meet Gu Xichao who came out of the small courtyard.

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

He looked at the Wuqing four and said, "Xi Chao has seen the four famous arresters."

Wuqing nodded lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Master Gu also came to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Huo?"

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

The Wuqing four were a little surprised, Huo Yin left?
When did this happen?

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

While speaking, Gu Xichao waved a bunch of copper coins wrapped in red paper and strung together with red thread in his hand.

Seeing this, the Wuqing four thought that Huo Yin must have thought that they would come to pay New Year's greetings, so he specially left red envelopes for them.

Thinking of this, Zhui Ming couldn't help sighing softly, and said, "I don't know if I'll have a chance to see Mr. again in the future."

The expressions on everyone's faces also became extremely complicated when they heard the words.

Huo Yin came to live in Bianjing for only a few months, and the rebellious officials and thieves such as King Zuo Wu and Cai Jing died one after another.

This series of things 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 can rise again in the future, Huo Yin will make great contributions.

Just as the Four Famous Detectives and Gu Xichao were lamenting the great changes that Huo Yin had brought to them for the Great Song Dynasty, Huo Yin, who was dressed in a green shirt, was walking among the mountains with a signboard in his hand.

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

It was not until noon that Huo Yin met several young monks in monk's robes.

And there is only one monastery nearby, and that is the Great Song Shaolin Temple.

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

Huo Yin looked towards the direction of Shaolin Temple.

Now that everyone has come here, it is natural to go to this ancient temple to experience it.

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

"A few young masters are disciples of Shaolin Temple? I'm a little hungry, can I go to Shaolin Temple with you to discuss a bowl of vegetarian food?"

The young monks looked at each other when they heard Huo Yin's words, and then looked at Huo Yin again.

I don't know why, but when they faced Huo Yin, they couldn't help feeling awe in their hearts. Facing Huo Yin's request, they had no way to refuse it.

After a while, the leading young monk said politely to Huo Yin: "If this benefactor does not dislike him, please come with us."

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

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

"My benefactor, dinner will be served in a while, so 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 took a look at the environment of the Zhaitang.

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

After a while, Huo Yin withdrew his gaze and waited quietly for dinner.

Not long after, monks came to the fasting hall one after another, ready to eat.

These monks were in groups of three or four, and they were all smiling and discussing something enthusiastically, but when they saw Huo Yin, they all closed their mouths in unison, the smiles on their faces also subsided, and they became quiet.

Facing the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, Huo Yin suddenly felt a little helpless.

This Longwei is certainly easy to use, but no matter what the occasion, it must crush other people in terms of aura, making them have to be cautious even when they speak, this feeling is a bit too strange.

Thinking of this, Huo Yin tried to restrain Longwei actively.

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

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

The vegetarian meal is very simple, two vegetarian dishes that look pretty good, 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, when he was in Tongfu Inn with steamed buns, pickles and noodle soup every day.

"Recalling bitterness and thinking sweet, no, it should be said that recalling salty thinking sweet."

Huo Yin smiled, and then began to eat.

After eating and drinking enough, Huo Yin glanced at the monks who had already walked around, and also got up and walked outside.

At the same time, a monk who looked a bit simple and honest came from not far away, and other monks saluted him respectfully when they saw him.

"Disciple has met Master Xu Zhu."

The plain and honest monk called Uncle Xu Zhu smiled and greeted every monk who greeted him with a friendly smile. After more than a dozen salutes along the way, he finally entered the Zhaitang.

Xu Zhu came to the Zhaitang, looked left and right for a few times, and finally fixed his eyes on Huo Yin.

He took a step forward and came to Huo Yin, put his palms together to salute, and then asked: "Excuse me, is this benefactor Mr. Huo?"

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

Xu Zhu respectfully said after hearing the words: "Master asked this little monk to invite Mr. Huo to go to the Sutra Pavilion for a talk."

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, looked at Xu Zhu's polite salute 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 the words, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I'm not their martial uncle, but I became their martial uncle because I was lucky enough to ask the old senior to be their master."

These days, Xu Zhu has been called his uncle for a long time, but he still can't get used to it, he always feels a bit awkward.

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

Xu Zhu replied without hesitation: "Nature is the most profound Dharma among our Buddhism."

These days, he is indeed following the sweeping monk to study Buddhism painstakingly, and has never learned any martial arts.

Huo Yin smiled when he heard this, and did not continue to ask.

He knew that Xu Zhu was indeed learning Buddhism, but this Buddhism may not be a serious Buddhism, it should be called Buddhist skills!
As long as Xu Zhu's understanding of Buddhism is more thorough, Xu Zhu's martial arts will also be higher and higher.

It's just because Xu Zhu has almost never fought against others, so he doesn't know that he is already considered a master now, his martial arts are already extremely good.

From Huo Yin's point of view, although Xu Zhu is not yet a strong master at the master level, he should have no opponent in the innate level.

With a solid foundation, in time, Xu Zhu will surely grow into another divine monk in the Shaolin Temple of the Great Song Dynasty!
Not long after, Xu Zhu brought Huo Yin to the scripture storage pavilion.

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

This is an old monk with white eyebrows and beard. He looks serene, with kind eyebrows 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 is really a joke!
When Xu Zhu saw the sweeping monk, he didn't step forward to help, because cleaning the fallen leaves and snow in the Sutra Pavilion is a daily task of the sweeping monk, no one is allowed to intervene.

"Master, Mr. Huo has come."

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

Huo Yin smiled slightly, and said, "Master, you can do whatever you want, I'll take a stroll by myself first."

As he said that, Huo Yin walked towards the scripture storage pavilion.

This Sutra Pavilion is the place where the Shaolin Temple in the Great Song Dynasty stored the scriptures. In addition to the Dharma, there are also 72 unique skills of the Shaolin Temple, which are the exercises that many people in the world dream of.

Accompanied by Xu Zhu, Huo Yin casually visits the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, while the sweeping monk quietly cleans the snow on the ground.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the sweeping monk finally cleaned up the snow, put down the broom, and walked into the scripture storage pavilion.

At this time, Huo Yin was standing in the Sutra Pavilion, holding a scroll of scriptures, with three large characters "Yi Jin Jing" written on the cover.

When Huo Yin saw the floor-sweeping monk come in, he casually put the "Yi Jin Jing" on the shelf, and didn't bother to read it again.

"Mr. Huo, please sit down."

The sweeping monk stretched out his hand to signal Huo Yin to sit down on the futon.

Huo Yin did as the Romans did, so he 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 Shaolin Temple for decades, he has heard of Mr. Huo's name. It is really a blessing to meet him today."

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

The floor-sweeping monk turned his head and glanced at the signboard at the door, and said, "Not long ago, the poor monk had a relationship with Master Ling, and the master had discussed the way of heaven with the poor monk. I don't know what Mr. Huo thinks about the way of heaven. opinion?"

Huo Yin smiled, and asked back: "Shouldn't the master and monk discuss Buddhism with you?"

(End of this chapter)