Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 393 Simple folk customs
峥县
This place is far away from the Shang Kingdom and is a remote place.

There was no one at the gate of the county to stop people for investigation, and strangers were allowed to come in and out.

Chu Junhui and Zhishen brought documents proving their identities, but they were of no use here.

They walked right in.

This is said to be a county town, but there are only thatched houses and loess houses along the way, and there are very few serious merchants.

A gust of hot wind blew across my face, and there were a few annoying cicada chirps.

"Zhishen, where is the cake you mentioned?"

Chu Junhui put his left hand in front of his eyebrows to block the dazzling sunlight. He looked around and saw no one similar to the "corn cake seller" at all.

As far as the amount of people in Zheng County is concerned, it’s not a shame if you don’t brag about it, and the corner cake sellers will starve to death.

——This place is not suitable for commodity trading at all.

"I don't know. Master bought it for me before. I have never been to Zhengxian County." Zhishen pulled Chu Jun back to the east road.

There are still many roads in Zhengxian County. If you can't find them here, it doesn't mean that they aren't available elsewhere.

Chu Jun stopped him and didn't let him wander around.

"How long will it take to find something? Come with me."

Chu Junhui took the young novice monk and knocked on the door of a house.

"Who is it?" A rough voice came from inside.

"Amitabha, this poor monk came from Xiaoleiyin Temple and wants to form a relationship with the donor."

The dilapidated wooden door was quickly opened from the inside, and a naked man walked out.

"It turns out he is the master of Xiaoleiyin Temple. Is there any document?"

Um? So cautious?

When Lao Chu went to beg for alms with Qu Jiajun before, he had never encountered such a person who still wanted to read the ultimatum.

Before Chu Junhui could speak, Zhishen beside him had already taken out the document from his bag and handed it to the big man.

There are many words in the document, including the name of a monk, the year and month of his practice, which Buddhist temple he belongs to... The most important thing is that the document is stamped with the seal of a Shang noble.

It was extremely troublesome to go through the entire process of getting a formal ultimatum. Chu Junhui wanted to make one himself, but the Bodhisattva stopped him and personally went down the mountain to the fiefdom of a certain nobleman in the Shang Kingdom.

The conversation was very unpleasant, and Chu Jun didn't know whether he would make a move or not. Anyway, the noble's seal was still on the desk in the abbot's room.

Halfway through Zhishen's document was handed over, Chu Junhui's hand suddenly touched it.

He looked at the half-naked man with a smile, "The document can prove the identity of the monk, but reading the document requires literacy. May I ask if the donor has ever attended school?"

The big man who was reaching out was stunned on the spot.

When Chu Jun returned to the mountains, he often sat and talked with Bodhisattvas, and he was no longer as unfamiliar with this world as before.

The three religions are in power, and they are afraid that someone will become bigger and change the three religions into four religions, so many inheritances of hundreds of schools of thought are cut off.

Hundreds of schools are just hanging on, and they have no energy left to travel around the countries and spread their knowledge as before.

When he went to preach in Yue, he was beaten by Confucianism; when he went to preach in Wei, he was beaten by Taoism; when he went to preach in Shang, he was beaten by Buddhism.

Then pass the der, and a few brothers can survive in the cracks.

The education in this era was originally a mess, and only the "hundred schools" were willing to teach. The nobles regarded books and knowledge as their own private property and would not spread it to others at all.

The five countries are basically full of illiterate people.

The Shang State was famous for having the most illiterates among the five kingdoms. The picture of Chu Junhui being reused by Qu Xiangyao because of his literacy and numeracy is still before his eyes.

He didn't believe that just anyone could be literate.

If you are illiterate and still have to read the monks' documents, I'm afraid that's not for the sake of reading...

Seeing that the document was getting farther and farther away from him, the big man stopped pretending and reached out to grab it.

——A document is equivalent to the status of a monk. Who can shave his head and not say Amitabha?

In front of them were a little kid and a frail Buddhist monk who looked like he didn't have much flesh. The documents in their hands were more valuable than gold, silver and jewelry. Who else could they rob?
"The folk customs are simple and honest..."

Chu Junhui grabbed the big man's wrist, lifted and released it, and directly removed his joints.

"what--"

The big man who just now had evil thoughts because of his powerful position was now covering his wrist and screaming repeatedly, in such a state of embarrassment. "Zhiwu..." The little novice monk saw his pain and felt pity for him, so he pulled Chu Junhui's sleeve to plead for him.

He couldn't ask for this love at all, so Chu Junhui slipped him away and left here directly.

On the way, Chu Jun lowered his head and asked the little novice monk beside him, who was obviously still immersed in what happened just now: "Have you ever heard a sentence?"

"What?"

"poor person must have something mean."

"Have not heard."

"Then do you think this sentence is correct?"

"I..." Zhishen thought for a moment, and then said: "I don't think it's right!"

"Why is it wrong?"

"I don't have cakes to eat. I'm very pitiful, but I'm not hateful."

"... If I were Master You, I would slap you, a snack foodie, twice." Chu Jun replied and breathed twice.

Zhishen covered his head and stared at Zhiwu angrily with his little eyes.

"You are not my master, why did you hit me?"

"I'll give you a slap in the face and buy you a corner cake."

"Actually, you can do it two more times..." Zhishen's head glowed with golden light, and he had already used his "Tathagata Vajra Body" with all his strength.

Earn corner cakes, don't be shabby.

Chu Jun replied: "...6"

The little monk was stiff and his hand hurt from the beating. He did not attack again, but continued to ask: "Then let me put it another way, why did you pity that person just now?"

Zhishen touched his head and seemed to feel a little regretful, but his answer was still very serious.

"The benefactor just now must have been disturbed by the suffering of the five yin blazing, so he had evil thoughts in his heart. We should save him and save him, instead of pushing him deeper into the sea of ​​suffering."

"Didn't you just say that you are also very pitiful? What can you do to save him?"

"Recite sutras for him and help him suppress his evil thoughts."

"Then if I tell you that there are five children younger than you in his room, and their family only has ten grains of rice left, do you think chanting alone can save him?"

"Impossible! Poor people who don't have enough to eat are very thin, but he is very strong!"

"You are still young and don't understand what quick money is. Quick money means that it comes and goes quickly. He may have been doing okay before, but now he really can't get over it."

"Then...then I will share my corner cake with him."

"You don't have any cakes yet, Zhishen."

"Then I'll buy it first!"

"Why can't I buy horn cakes in Zheng County?"

"Then I'll buy it somewhere else."

"Well...even if you go to buy horn cakes elsewhere, but when you come back, he is already starving to death, how can you count as saving him?"

"..."

Zhishen was silent, and Chu Jun continued to speak.

"Moreover, if you save him today and he goes to rob other monks tomorrow, aren't you contributing to the crime?"

"..."

"So...the world needs a yoke that tightens people's hearts, maybe it's the hell in reincarnation, maybe it's the strict laws that govern the country, or it's the ethics carved in the heart by Wen Gong."

"When this lock allows everyone to know the consequences of doing evil, your kindness will be meaningful."

Chu Jun removed the man's wrist, but secretly changed two bowls of rice into his rice vat.

The three religions have not come to a conclusion, and each insists on his own opinions. As a result, people today do not believe in hell and do not adhere to ethics, but the pain on the body should be remembered.

Whether he can survive on his own depends on whether his obsession with supporting his family can make him make changes.

　I am a pure clown when it comes to adjusting my work and rest schedule, and I will make up for whatever I am missing tomorrow. I didn’t apply for the limited exemption, it was arranged by big data. Sorry, I’ll give it to everyone. I used to be a reader, and some books disappeared after I kept them in my column. Fortunately, you all didn’t keep it up all the time. With the support of Follow-Up, this book has been able to reach this point. Thank you very much!
　　
　
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