One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 543
"Great, master, I think they will also be willing to stay. We should pay for the crimes we have committed these years, to compensate those innocent people, instead of just hiding for the sake of comfort. This is our responsibility." What you need to do for the rest of your life, isn't that what you call practice." Hong Ji seemed to have seen Tang Sanzang's doubts, and clasped his hands together.

Tang Sanzang looked into Hong Ji's eyes. Although his face was extremely rough and old due to the sun and rain, his eyes were extremely clear, like a mirror. He nodded with a smile, "I believe you He will become the first real monk in Che Chi Kingdom, and also the best monk."

"The disciple must work hard." Hong Ji replied respectfully.

Then Hong Ji relayed Tang Sanzang's words to the monks, everyone hesitated for a while, after hearing what Hong Ji said later, their faces were all ashamed, and they all expressed that they would pass it down and atone for those people and things back then , Re-establish a Buddhism that the common people like and accept.

Since it was their own choice, Tang Sanzang naturally had no objection, although one or two of them might be reluctant, but since they didn't bring it up, he wouldn't say much.

Tang Sanzang took Hong Ji out and told the three national teachers about this matter. Now Hong Ji is the most respected monk among those monks. If a new temple is built, he will naturally be the abbot.

Hong Ji was originally unwilling to be the abbot, and wanted Tang Sanzang to be the abbot, but Tang Sanzang would continue to travel west, so it was impossible for him to take the title of abbot, so he persuaded Hong Ji to be the abbot.

The three national teachers left Zhiyuan Temple, and Zhu Tianpeng was almost tired of playing at this time, and after eunuching the rest of the monks, he didn't bother to impose any punishments, so he threw a few spells on them. It's okay to make them miserable.

Hundreds of scarred monks were escorted away by the soldiers. There was a faint smell of cooked meat in the air. Many soldiers vomited while helping them. It is estimated that they lost their appetite after seeing the meat for many days.

After all the monks were taken away, the temple became quiet. If Hongji and the others were to stay, these monks would naturally become the only outlet for the people to vent their anger. Let Hong Ji and the others appear in front of the people of Che Chi State with a brand new look.

Of course, how well they can do it depends on Hong Ji and the others. Tang Sanzang has done enough, if they can't support them, then it's just a fool who can't support them.

Now the sun has already set to the west, and only then did I realize that a day has passed before I knew it.

"Master, let's start again tomorrow? How about we go to the street to eat something?" Zhu Tianpeng clapped his hands and walked over, playing for several hours in a row, the consumption is still not small, this meeting is just right for appetite.

"I, I, I... want to eat too." Ao Xiaobai also raised his hand. For foodies, this scene can't affect the mood of wanting to eat at all.

"You can go if you want to eat." Tang Sanzang nodded, and he forgot it. Going out to eat would probably cause commotion, so that would not be good.

"Okay, master, don't worry, we will bring you delicious food." Zhu Tianpeng said with a smile, and the group went out in a mighty manner.

Tang Sanzang looked back at the timid monks who came out with Hong Ji, and said with a smile, "Where is the kitchen? I'll cook for you tonight."

Because there is only a big tripod to replace the pot, Tang Sanzang boiled a big pot of porridge at night, and he can still cook meals for dozens of people. Looking at the monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, drinking porridge, Tang Sanzang’s There was finally a smile on his face.

Perhaps Che Chiguo's Buddhist history will open a new chapter here. I can only hope that these people can do better.

Tang Sanzang drank less than half a bowl of porridge, not because it was not tasty, but just to save some stomach, so that he could eat the delicious food they brought back later.

I still live in Zhiyuan Temple tonight, but Zhiyuan Temple, as a nail in the hearts of the people of Chechi Kingdom, will definitely be dismantled. As for where the new temple will be, that is not what he needs to worry about. Considered it.

After dinner, Hong Ji came over and asked Tang Sanzang some questions respectfully, most of which were about how to manage the monastery and how to restrain the character of the disciples. It seems that he really wanted to completely change the image of the monk in Che Chiguo and give Tang Sanzang a few questions. Buddhism brings new life.

Tang Sanzang naturally knew everything, thought about it, and promised Hong Ji to write a few scriptures silently for him when he went back at night, and gave them the few scriptures he brought with him when he went out, as the cornerstone of reconstruction.

After thanking Hong Ji, he returned to the monks and told them about Tang Sanzang's gift of scriptures. The monks were also very happy. They hadn't read the scriptures for many years, and all the scriptures back then were searched After being burned, it is difficult for Che Chiguo to find a scripture, but if you want to rebuild Buddhism, if you don't even have a scripture, it is almost a loft in the air.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the monks sitting around the bonfire, and nodded slightly. It is not easy to rebuild on the ruins. It requires great perseverance and the help of a little foundation stone.

Sun Wukong and the others walked around for two hours before returning. When they came back, they brought Tang Sanzang a lot of delicious food, all of which were special snacks from Che Chiguo.

Everything that should be done has been done, and now everyone is relaxed, as long as tomorrow dawns, they can continue on the road westward.

"Let's play mahjong." Zhu Tianpeng suggested, shaking the meat skewers in his hand.

"Okay." Ao Xiaobai and Luo Xi agreed.

Then a mahjong table was set up in the yard as usual, and the five people sat around and started the daily mahjong battle.

Tang Sanzang took a pen and paper into his room, and began to silently write scriptures.

Those scriptures are clearly memorized in my mind, and most of the scriptures do not have many words, so I write a little faster. I can write several books in one night, plus the few books I originally brought on the road in my luggage. The scriptures should be enough for them for a while.

And after leaving Che Chi Country, they can find a country where Buddhism is prevalent, find someone to buy some scriptures and send them to Che Chi Country, and they can continue to develop if they want to come.

After playing for a few rounds, everyone rested, and the night was silent, except for Tang Sanzang's room, where the lights were still on, and he was writing vigorously, with a stack of scriptures already piled up beside him.

"Pfft." There was a soft sound outside, and Tang Sanzang, who was serious about writing the scriptures silently, didn't notice it, but Zhu Tianpeng and Sun Wukong in the next room opened their eyes almost at the same time, and then walked towards the yard, their faces were full of There was a look of surprise.

(End of this chapter)