Mysterious World Tour

clang! clang! clang!

Ringing the clock, Tan Mo had a dull face, and he felt that he must not have woken up. Otherwise, how could I have discovered that I had turned into a little novice monk ringing the bell as soon as I opened my eyes?

However, the touch of the ruler is a bit too real.

"Ouch!" He yelled, and Tan Mo turned around, only to see a long-faced bald head staring at him, swinging a bright ruler in his hand. It was obvious that this was the culprit who had just attacked him.

According to the memory in his mind, this bald man with a horse's face is the brother of the ordination lawyer from the inner courtyard of Lotus Temple, Bai Guzhi.

Tan Mo could no longer deceive himself.

He just traveled through time.

It was still that kind of inexplicable, I didn’t do anything, I just slept and traveled through time.

It turns out that it’s not a good time to sleep at night.

It is advisable to stay up all night.

Otherwise it is easy to cross.

With random thoughts in his head, Tan Mo bowed respectfully. People under the eaves have to bow their heads. It always hurts to hit people with that ruler.

"Ringing the bell is half-hearted!" Bai Guzhi shook the ruler, wishing he could hit that shiny little bald head again.

Tan Mo kept silent because he was afraid that he couldn't help but say something.

"After ringing the bell, don't forget to pick up the water." Bai Guzi ordered, turned around and left. He is the disciplinary monk in the temple, and he just happened to walk here. He did not come here specifically to keep an eye on Tan Mo. He has checked here and has to go to a few places.

Lotus Temple is not big, but not small either.

It would take less than half an hour to walk around with his feet.

"Yes.,-*' ^ '~*-.,_,.-*~ ~*-.,_,.-*~' ^ '*-," Tan Mo agreed loudly and honestly, and then called Get up and ring the bell.

Be a monk for one day and ring the bell for one day.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After ringing the bell rhythmically, Tan Mo ran to the kitchen in the outer courtyard. The main purpose of fetching water was to supply the breakfast kitchen. Because it was still early, when Tan Mo went in, there was only one senior fellow from the inner courtyard who was washing rice in the kitchen.

The kitchen in the outer courtyard is mainly used to prepare three meals a day for the disciples in the outer courtyard. However, because the disciples in the outer courtyard are just novice monks, they are afraid of accidentally causing a fire, so the kitchen in the inner courtyard is now responsible for cooking.

"Good morning, Senior Brother Jingxukong." Tan Mo called according to the name in his memory.

Jing Xukong is a young man, slightly short in build, but not fat. He is very strong, with well-defined muscles in his limbs, which are highlighted even when wearing monk robes. There was at least forty kilograms of rice in a large basket. He threw it into a vat and shook it repeatedly with only one hand, lifting it easily from time to time.

It looks like he is doing it with ease.

"It's you, can you get out of bed? That's good." Jing Xukong nodded casually towards Tan Mo.

"Yes, I hit the bell today." Tan Mo answered with his hands clasped together. What Jing Xukong said was in his memory. Before he traveled through time, the original owner of his body had a quarrel with another novice monk, and then they got into a fight. It wasn't a big deal, but he accidentally fell down. , happened to fall down the back hillside, and rolled all the way down the slope.

Fortunately, although I had to lie down for a day or two, my bones were not broken.

Otherwise, the first thing Tan Mo Chuan did when he came here was to figure out how to prevent his condition from getting worse and getting cold due to the backward medical conditions.

Jing Xukong listened to Tan Mo's words and didn't respond, minding his own business washing rice.

Tan Mo didn't take it seriously. The memories in his head were about getting along with this inner courtyard disciple named Jingxukong. They looked like this most of the time.

This monk is relatively taciturn and doesn't like to talk much.

Tan Mo walked into the kitchen, took a bucket, and went down the stone steps to get water from the well at the bottom of the mountain.

It was still early at this time, and the mountain looked gray and blue, as if covered with a layer of gauze. Tan Mo stepped on the stone steps step by step, listening to the sudden calls of birds from time to time in the nearby woods. He looked around, then couldn't help but shook his head and muttered: "It's really weird."

He was not talking about the strange environment around here, but he was talking about the strange name of the monk in Lotus Temple.

The names of the disciples in the temple do not start with a certain character, such as caution, sex, and anger, but three characters. At first glance, it sounds a bit like a Taoist name, but it is not very formal.

White Bones and Mirror Void, no matter how they sound, they sound like evil heretics.

Moreover, not only was the name strange, but the rules of Lotus Temple were also quite strange to Tan Mo.

This Lotus Temple is divided into inner courtyard and outer courtyard.

Among them, the disciples in this outer courtyard are all novice monks without exception.

These young novice monks do not have Buddhist names and still call themselves lay people. In addition to their daily morning and evening classes and a few sundries, they can go down the mountain and go home to see their parents two days in half a year. This rule caused many families in the mountains who could not afford to raise their children to send their children to the Lotus Temple.

They take care of food, drink and housing, and can still see each other twice every six months, so why not send him to a temple?

Lotus Temple is not picky either, it accepts all comers.

As long as you have a name and a family at the foot of the mountain, no matter you are rich or poor, as long as you are not an orphan or a beggar without a father or mother, Lotus Temple will accept you.

There are only a few disciples in the inner courtyard, but there are already hundreds of novice monks in the outer courtyard.

Tan Mo didn't want to understand why Lotus Temple recruited disciples like this. There was no profit to be gained, and the daily expenses of eating, drinking and having sex were not a big expense.

At the foot of the Lotus Temple is Luowan Town.

During festivals, people from Luowan Town would come to the mountain to burn incense and add some money for incense.

The little monk that Tan Mo traveled through was from Luowan Town. In addition to the little monk, there was an older brother, two younger sisters and three younger brothers in his family. Including the little monk, there were exactly seven gourd brothers.

However, the little monk's family did not send him to the Lotus Temple because they could not afford to support him.

The little monk's father was a clerk in a cloth shop in his early years. He was so poor that he could only wear one pair of pants for a year. Later, he met a foreigner with a lot of jewelry and became friends with that foreigner. Before the foreigner left, the little monk's father got funding from the foreigner and opened a weaving factory. With years of hard work and careful management, the business was not prosperous, but he was also rich and could support his wife and children. There were also more than ten people who depended on the little monk's father for food.

The reason why the little novice monk's father sent him to the Lotus Temple was because the mayor of Luowan Town worshipped Buddhism. Once, when the mayor spent a lot of money to invite a monk to preach, the little novice monk's father, who was good at managing personal connections, actually became friends with the monk.

Later, the little novice monk's father said something to the monk. At that time, the monk's face was very ugly. It seemed that he hesitated all night. Then, when he was leaving the next day, he told the little novice monk's father to find a way to let one of his children worship in the Lotus Temple.

In this way, the little novice monk was sent to the Lotus Temple.

The little novice monk was dull in nature. He followed his father's words and stayed in the Lotus Temple obediently. He was only five years old at the time, without crying or making a fuss, and stayed there for three years.

The mountains near the Lotus Temple were not suitable for digging wells, so the well was dug at the foot of the mountain.

Tan Mo came down with two buckets of water. When he arrived at the well, he was about to draw water when he saw several people riding horses coming quickly from far to near. These people pulled the reins and jumped off the horse.

Several people were all wearing the same blue and red official uniforms, with a bright word "Bu" in the middle, and black leather boots on their feet.

As they were about to go up the mountain, one of them suddenly saw Tan Mo, looked at him carefully, and then said, "Little monk, let me ask you, is your father called Tan Shaohe?"

The little monk who was traveled by Tan Mo was named Tan, and his father was Tan Shaohe.

So Tan Mo nodded.

The man looked at the others and said, "Okay, the real owner has been found. Let's go. You come up with us first. Oh, by the way, Master Tan, do you know any enemies in your family?"

Tan Mo shook his head. What could a seven or eight-year-old child know? Even if he had his memory, he didn't know much. Besides, this "Master Tan" stayed in the Lotus Temple for three years. He went home once every six months and just stayed at home chanting scriptures and beating wooden fish.

The man patted Tan Mo on the shoulder, sighed, and then said: "Master Tan, I'm sorry. In fact, being a monk for a long time... How do you say that word? Oh, it's long-term companionship with the ancient Buddha, which is also good."

Tan Mo: "..."

Why does it sound like he hasn't seen his family in this body yet, and his whole family has already died?

Tan Mo looked dazed. He wanted to stop this person and ask him clearly, but looking at the word "capture" on these people, he still shut his mouth and followed them quietly, pretending to be honest and dull.

Since ancient times, the government office has been facing south. If you have a reason but no money, don't go in. Although he has traveled through time, Tan Mo still thinks this is the truth. He is afraid that he will get into trouble for no reason because he speaks up.

This is incredible.

But Tan Mo thinks it is very possible, because his current identity is "Master Tan". A young monk who is less than eight years old, but he has a weaving factory under his name that is doing well...

What a tempting piece of fat meat!

You should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others!