Time: 2008-4- 17 14:06:55 Words: 5229
Fate of Reincarnation
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Fallen leaves, parasol trees, and banana leaves, a little gong, a little sorrow,
Autumn equinox dew cold frost, but yellow flowers thin cold autumn.
--Zhang Qingxuan, Late Autumn
Autumn in the Heavenly Court seemed to be better than winter.
The Meishan Brothers were the first to wake up from the cold. They hadn't felt cold for a long time, and their first reaction was: Winter had arrived!
Then, he thought about it carefully. Something was wrong! How could the four seasons change in the sky? After thinking for a while, the smartest Fourth Brother came to a conclusion. Something must have happened to Second Master again!
Not long after, the answer he got from Xiao Tianquan confirmed Fourth Brother's guess. Second Master had indeed lost his temper in the morning and left the Divine Hall.
They didn't know why Second Master lost his temper, but Second Master's disappearance was no laughing matter!
For this reason, the Meishan Brothers did not dare to delay at all. They almost immediately used all their strength to find the person. Unfortunately, if they could find him so easily, then Erlang Shen would not be Erlang Shen.
For a long time, no one saw the Prominent Divine Supreme appear in the Heavenly Court. It was not until the Jade Emperor told the immortals that the Prominent Divine Supreme, Erlang Shen, had left the Heavenly Court after sorting out the framework of the new Heavenly Rules that the gods knew that Yang Jian was no longer in the Heavenly Court.
"God Erlang said that he wants to descend to the mortal world to experience the life of a human so that he can revise the new heavenly rules. Let's wait patiently for dozens of days!”
The Jade Emperor answered with a smile.
Therefore, the gods were curious about what a human Prominent Divine Supreme would look like. The first thing they did when they returned was to find the whereabouts of Erlang Shen. However, contrary to the gods 'expectations, no one could find it. Even if Yang Jian used a magic weapon that could avoid detection, it was impossible for there to be no traces at all! Even the Reincarnation Mirror couldn't find him. It was as if God Erlang had disappeared.
In the Supreme Immortal Palace, the only insider, Xiao Tianquan, was holding a piece of dragon bone that had been treasured for many years while savoring it and snickering,
"What a joke! Master isn't as stupid as you. Why must he reincarnate in the main world? As expected, immortals were all idiots with rusty brains!”
Not long after, Liu Chenxiang also rushed over and received the same answer. However, he did not meet the Howling Sky Hound. Instead, he teleported directly to Yang Jian's secret chamber. There, he only found a poem on the table that seemed to have been there for some time.
Chen Xiang recognized the handwriting on the poem. The words came from his uncle, but they were written in ancient characters that had long since been abolished. Fortunately, Yang Jian had taught him this font, so it was not difficult to read. He opened the poem and read it carefully.
Dream back to a hundred times, in the past, who knows how helpless to bear a lot.
My brother and father died tragically, the rain fell, and my fate was to be late.
Peach Mountain was difficult to understand, and he was at a loss.
Lotus lamp is wrong, random encounter random encounter, evil fate who said no place to fall.
The full moon is at the end of the river, looking at the tower, Yushu unforgettable.
In the past, I was only a shadow, alone in the lock.
The dream of a thousand years is broken in the sky, and the dust is all over my face.
Free and unfettered, like the moon that cannot be reflected, this life is determined and ruthless.
Life is hard to finish, only once shed a thousand lines of tears.
The clouds are scattered and the stars are sparse. Who embellishes them? Ming Yue Ye was filled with blood.
I once remembered that at the end of the world, I found a lamp and gave it to the ancients.
Drifting through the clouds, the three of them walked together and stepped on the road to the end of the world.
Love is difficult to refuse, the sea moon, heart like a drum difficult to say.
Turn your head and rest, it's not a flower nor a mist, nine deaths in the Southern Wasteland will be empty!
Who could solve it? Who could solve it?
Flowing clouds, love tribulation, do not live up to the emptiness;
This life was not fated, the next life was hard to say, the world had changed, the fleeting years…
……
At the same time, in Yujie Village, Wujin County, Changzhou, Northern Song Dynasty, a boy was born in a family surnamed Zhan. His father was overjoyed and looked at the bright sun in the sky. He was moved, so he named him Zhan Zhao.
To everyone's surprise, when the child was born, there was a birthmark on his forehead that looked like an eye. Gradually, as the days passed, the birthmark slowly disappeared. Everyone did not mind and treated it as a small matter.
As Zhan Zhao grew up, the story began.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of Chaos
Zhan Zhao of Xiangguo Temple Becomes a Monk, Causing Five Rats in a Restaurant to Reunite
In the Northern Song Dynasty, there was the most famous Daxiangguo Temple. This temple was left behind by the Tang Dynasty and was even named the " National Temple " by the Song Emperor. Every day, incense burned brightly, and the royal family, nobles, and rich people came and went. However, due to the turmoil at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Great Xiangguo Temple also encountered turmoil. For this reason, it was divided into two temples. The Great Xiangguo Temple was still located in the capital of Bianjing, while the Small Xiangguo Temple moved to the junction of Kunlun and Qinling. Because it was located at the border of the Song Dynasty, it also took on the role of guarding the border.
The monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple were famous for their profound Buddhist teachings, while the monks of the Small Xiangguo Temple were more familiar with martial arts. Although the two were far apart, they complemented each other, and it was easier to master one of them. Every year, monks from the two temples would come and go to spar with each other in Buddhism and martial arts. To the outside world, they were all called disciples of Xiangguo Temple, regardless of their age. Those who loved to study Buddhism would usually choose the Great Xiangguo Temple, while those who preferred martial arts would choose the Small Xiangguo Temple. Each has its own meaning, it depends on what people choose.
At this moment, near Mount Kunlun, the small Xiangguo Temple would be referred to as "Xiangguo Temple".），A woman dressed in simple yet noble clothes appeared with a youth.
"Mother, why should I become a monk?"
In Xiangguo Temple, Zhan Zhao looked at the group of bald men of all sizes and asked his mother beside him in confusion.
Did he have to shave his head like them?
He reached out to touch his long black hair, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal reluctance. He really couldn't bear to shave off the hair that had followed him since he was young.
"Zhao 'er, this is also for you. Your father has just passed away, and our Zhan family has a large business. Your father is the eldest son, so it's reasonable for you to inherit the family business. You have to know that there are many people eyeing this family property. Your body is naturally weak. Although you have enough business talent, you don't have enough ability to protect yourself.”
Mrs. Zhan squatted down and looked at her nine-year-old son lovingly."So, you have to practice martial arts here. Mother will come to see you a few times a year. You have to listen to the abbot, understand?”
"Yes."
Zhan Zhao nodded obediently. His face was calm and steady, unlike his age.
Of course, he understood his mother's painstaking efforts. He also knew that the bald old monk would definitely be able to protect him in the future.
On the same day, Abbot Xuan Hui personally helped Zhan Zhao style his hair and took his Dharma name Huiyun as a disciple. The next day, Madam Zhan left Xiangguo Temple.
Looking at his mother's back as she left, Zhan Zhao recalled the private conversation between the two of them yesterday.
"Zhao 'er, don't blame mother for being cruel. You're still too young. When you're twelve, the Zhan Family's matters will slowly be handed over to you. Now, you must stay in Xiangguo Temple. Mother will announce to the public that your health is too weak and you have no intention of taking over the family business. This way, they will let down their guard against you. Remember, before you learn martial arts, don't casually tell others your real name. You must be careful and protect yourself.”
Martial arts? Was his body…alright? Zhan Zhao couldn't help but wonder if he could practice martial arts with his sickly body.
……
At the foot of Xiangguo Temple was a small town called Dongshan Town. The town had the famous Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant. However, not everyone could enter this restaurant. Without money, they would be chased out even if they stood by the door.
There were also many children from poor families in the town. After all, it was located in a remote area and there were not many rich people. However, because the national temple of the Song Dynasty, Xiangguo Temple, was nearby, there were many pilgrims coming and going. Therefore, it was not surprising that there would be such a restaurant.
On this day, a woman wearing a bamboo hat came from the Drunken Eight Immortals. This woman was generous and liked to fight for justice. She had the demeanor of a chivalrous man. It was just that her temper was not very good. The waiters in the restaurant did not dare to offend her for a while.
At noon, the woman was drinking when she suddenly heard a scolding coming from downstairs.
"You bunch of brats, why don't you take a look at where you are? How dare you barge in here and spill so much wine!”
Then, a young voice sounded,"
"Serves you right! Who told you to hit my brother yesterday? Let me tell you, I, Lord Fifth, have never been afraid of you bunch of bullies! You deserve to be punished for hitting people!"
As he spoke, he heard the waiter cursing again, followed by a series of crackling sounds. It seemed that the little ghosts had done something again, causing the waiters to start arresting them and overturning the tables and chairs.
The woman was curious when she heard the little ghost's words. When she heard the chaos downstairs, she couldn't help but go downstairs to see what the little ghosts looked like.
He went downstairs to take a look. Indeed! The first floor was already in chaos. The five little ghosts were hiding from the shop assistant's capture. From time to time, they would also overturn some tables and chairs to create some chaos for the shop assistant.
However, the children were still young. Soon, they were caught one by one. Only the youngest one ran out of the door cleverly. However, before he could be happy, he suddenly bumped into a young monk who was coming towards him. Both of them fell to the ground. Then, he was carried into the shop by a waiter who rushed over from behind.
"Let me go!" The child screamed and struggled non-stop. Unfortunately, he was too weak and all his movements were in vain. They could only glare angrily at the little monk who was following them." It's all your fault! If you hadn't bumped into me, would I have been caught?”
" I..." The little monk was stunned for a moment before he muttered," I didn't... I avoided it..."
"Shut up! You're blaming others for your own mistakes?" The waiter threw him together with the other four children and even kicked him twice.
"Amitabha! Stop!" At this moment, the young monk anxiously went forward and grabbed the corner of the shop assistant's clothes." You've already caught them. No matter what, you can't hit them anymore!”
"Little bald donkey! What does it have to do with you? Get lost!" The shop assistant kicked the small monk aside impatiently and wanted to go forward to teach this group of ungrateful brats a lesson. He did not expect the small monk to pounce on him again and hug his legs tightly.
"You can't hit people. It's against the law to hit people!”
Seeing that the little monk was so entangled, the shop assistant wanted to kick him to the side again. He did not expect that the little monk would hug him so tightly that he did not kick him away.
"Little bald monk, do you want to die?”As the waiter spoke, he swung his fist and was about to hit her. However, the little monk seemed to have gone all out. From his expression, there was a hint of stubbornness. He gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
"Stupid brat, let's go! He will kill you!" At this moment, the children could not stand it anymore and shouted loudly. The youngest one even widened his eyes.
At this moment, the woman frowned and shouted,""Stop!" Then, she flipped over and jumped down from the second floor." Bullying a few children? What kind of ability is that? The losses they caused, this great aunt will compensate for them! Let them go now!"
……
This woman was the famous Jiangning woman in Jianghu. Because her husband had just passed away, she came out to explore the Jianghu. After this period of time, she planned to leave the Jianghu. He didn't expect to see such a scene when he traveled here.
The more she looked at these children, especially the youngest of the five and the delicate little monk, the more she liked them. She couldn't help but poke her nose into other people's business.
Seeing the birth of the Jiangning girl, those workers knew that this person was not to be trifled with. In addition, the Jiangning girl had compensated the damage caused by the five children, so they had nothing to say and easily let them leave.
After leaving the Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant, Jiang Ningnu brought the six children to a small restaurant and sat down. Only then did she have the time to ask,
"Who can tell me your names? Also, what were you guys doing at the Drunken Eight Immortals?”
The five children in tattered clothes looked at each other and finally pushed out a child who looked very smart. The child gritted his teeth and said,
"Auntie, my name is Jiang Ping. These four are my brothers. The eldest is Lu Fang, the second is Han Zhang, the third is Xu Qing, and the fifth is Bai Yutang. We are orphans in this area and have relied on each other since we were young. Yesterday, my third brother passed by the Drunken Eight Immortals and stood there for a while before he was beaten up by those people. We brothers couldn't take it anymore, so today…"
At this point, Jiang Ningnu and the small monk understood the cause and effect of the matter. Although Jiang Ningnu couldn't stand what those people did, she had been wandering in the martial world for so long, so she more or less understood. However, the more she looked at the children, the more she liked them. When she heard that they were orphans and thought of her husband's recent death, she had no relatives or children, so she thought of taking them in.
However, before that…
"Then, little monk, what about you?"
The small monk was slightly stunned. He put his palms together and said,"I…uh, This Penniless Monk Huiyun. It's a monk from Xiangguo Temple." Then, he put on a slightly annoyed expression. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with his lack of familiarity with Buddhist etiquette, which made Jiang Ningnu unable to help but smile.
This child was really interesting!
This little monk was Zhan Zhao, who had become a monk seven days ago. He had come down the mountain to beg for alms under his master's orders and happened to encounter this matter. Because he could not stand the waiter of the Drunken Eight Immortals beating people up, he, who was strong in justice, could not help but help them-although it was a bit of a failure…
Soon, the seven of them became familiar with each other. When the Jiangning woman proposed to take Lu Fang and the other five as her adopted sons, the five of them agreed without hesitation. Because Zhan Zhao was a monk, he couldn't become sworn brothers with them at the same time. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he was still very happy to be able to witness them become family.
Gradually, the sky was getting dark. Zhan Zhao looked at the sky and suddenly remembered that his master wanted him to rush back today. He hurriedly bid farewell to the six women of Jiangning and rushed to Xiangguo Temple on the mountain.
Before he left, Lu Fang and the others reluctantly held his hand and said,"Huiyun, no matter what, we're friends now! We will leave with Mother tomorrow. I hope that when we meet again in the future, you will not forget us!”
"Of course not." Zhan Zhao nodded affirmatively.
"If you dare to forget! In the future, I will definitely beat you up until you remember!”The third brother, Xu Qing, put on a fierce look, but it was obviously not very successful.
"We must meet again in the future!" Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao's clear eyes and waited for his promise.
"Definitely!" Zhan Zhao's clear eyes looked back at him.
Jiang Ningnu and the others watched as Zhan Zhao's back gradually blurred in the evening before they turned around and left. Only Bai Yutang kept turning back until he was sure that he could no longer see Zhan Zhao.
"We'll definitely meet again, Huiyun!”
No one knew what kind of entanglements the five mice and the imperial cat Zhan Zhao would have in the future. Today's meeting was just the beginning. The future had already deviated from the track.
At the same time, in the Heaven Realm…
"Where did Uncle go?" Chen Xiang looked at the Mystic Light Mirror and thought, I don't believe I can't find it bit by bit!”
(End of Chapter 1)
PS: The so-called big and small Xiangguo Temple and so on are all fabricated by me personally. In order to make up for the loopholes when I first wrote this article, I had no choice but to use it. I'm just speaking nonsense, and you can just listen to it. There's no historical research, but I'm just using the allusions of Shaolin inside and outside. If there were any similarities, it was purely coincidental.
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