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Chapter 92 The little monk is going down the mountain!

No words all night.

The next morning, Xue Yu and Li Yan came to the abbot's Zen Room again. Unlike yesterday's listlessness, today they are full of energy and energetic!

The reason for being energetic is that I had a good rest yesterday!

The reason for the rest is that I didn’t find the monk Wuyan during the day and did not see Asha at night. Both of them disappeared, so Xue Yu was able to sleep well all night!

"You guys have met Master Abbot!"

"Please sit down, two little donors!"

"Um?"

In the Zen room, the abbot of the righteous path sat in the middle, and Monk Haikuan stood on the left, but there was one more person on the right, which was the silent monk who had disappeared for a day!

The difference is that the iron chains on the hands and feet are gone, and they are also replaced with a brand new white monk's robe. Their head is also newly shaved, round and large, and shiny!

It was hard to ask in front of everyone, but Xue Yu secretly spoke in sign language: Where did you go yesterday?

Monk Wuyan: I was summoned by the abbot and talked for a day!

Xue Yu: I prepared fried fungus, braised tofu, pumpkin cake, and a large jar of vegetarian wine!

Monk Wuyan: OK, keep it for me and have two drinks in a while!

...

"Amitabha, the little donor and Wuyan used it, should be a sign language. I didn't expect that through gestures, I could express complex meanings and have silent conversations. It was indeed amazing, but I don't know where the little donor learned this sign language?"

The abbot of the righteous path had a bright eye, so he naturally could not hide this little move.

The trick was exposed, and Xue Yu was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "Master Abbot laughed. This kind of sign language was not learned, but was thought out by the younger generation himself!"

"Oh, is it the little donor's own unique skill?"

"I can't call it a unique skill. When I was a child, there was a friend from the neighbor's house who was born unable to speak, so he was often bullied by the naughty children in the village. He was bullied and could not speak out. He could only endure it alone!

The younger generation couldn't bear it, so they came up with this method and talked in sign language to let him express his thoughts. The naughty boys dared not bully him anymore!"

Of course, I can't tell you about cheating in the exam, so Xue Yu kindly told a small lie.

"Amitabha, young, donor Xue is not only extremely smart, but also has great kindness and love. It is really admirable, but I wonder if this sign language can be taught to my Buddhist disciples?"

Among Buddhist disciples, there are many people who practice silent meditation. This is certainly a profound method, but not being able to communicate with others is also a painful thing, and there are many inconveniences in life!

If this sign language is promoted, it will not delay practice and facilitate communication, and it will be the best of both worlds!

Moreover, after the monks learn it, they can teach those deaf and mute people so that they can communicate like normal people!

Of course, Xue Yu agreed with the good thing of accumulating merits. He immediately took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and painted the sign language he knew into a set of books for teaching purposes.

"Amitabha, donor Xue is very kind and wise, and he benefits the people. He can be said to be of great merit. Is there something else I want to ask for, please donor Xue to fulfill it!"

"Master Abbot, please speak!"

The abbot of Zhengdao put his hands together to thank him, and then made another request: "Wu Yan practiced in the temple since he was a child, and had never seen the sufferings of the world. If a monk did not enter the world, how could he be born?

Therefore, I decided to let him go down the mountain to experience, see the world and the world, so as to increase his knowledge and better understand the true meaning of Buddhism. I wonder if the little donor can take him with him and take good care of him?"

Xue Yu thought about it all day and night, how to abduct the little monk away, but he was worried that the old monk would stop him!

Unexpectedly, the old monk took the initiative to propose it. This was really a sleepy one. Someone gave him a pillow. There was a reason to refuse. He nodded quickly and agreed:

"Don't worry, Master Wuyan is by my side, so that he will make it popular every day, drink...drink...you can raise it, and then take him to travel around the world, see the various aspects of the world, promote Buddhism, save evil people, and benefit the people, and finally return to Shaolin Temple intact!

Master Abbot, do you have any other requests?”

After agreeing, Xue Yu regretted it a little again because happiness came too suddenly and he was a little uncomfortable!

At the same time, I also secretly wondered whether this was a pie from the sky or someone treated himself as a pie, so I asked more, for fear of falling into the trap of the old monk!

"Amitabha, this is the best, but I have nothing to ask for and say nothing. After leaving Shaolin Temple, you must not violate everything you do after listening to donor Xue's words!

Besides, before proceeding, I have something for you. Haikuan, carry it up!"

"yes!"

Monk Haikuan walked out, and after a moment, he struggled to carry back a long package, opened the oil cloth outside, and there was a demon-subduing stick inside!

The stick is more than eight feet long and is made of cooked copper. It is about the thickness of an adult's wrist. It is two ends to suppress gold. The stick is carved with a curse of subduing demons and water cloud patterns. There are eight other articles: "Punish evil and promote good, and uphold justice!"

There was no trace of copper rust on the stick. It was obviously someone wiped it from time to time and it was very well maintained, but judging from the dark red color, it should be a thing that has been a long time ago.

"This mature copper demon-subduing stick was a weapon of Master Tan Zong in the Tang Dynasty, weighing 72 pounds!

Master Tanzong held this stick and led Shaolin monks to help King Li Shimin defeat the enemy and made great achievements. After the master passed away, this demon-subduing stick has been in Shaolin Temple for a full thousand years!

Silently, this demon-subduing stick will be given to you. I hope you can inherit the ambitions of Master Tanzong, and after going down the mountain, you can punish evil and promote good and uphold justice!"

...

Monk Wuyan could not speak, so he bowed to the abbot of the righteous path, and then bowed to the demon-subduing stick. Then he held it in his hand, stroked it up and down continuously, ran to the yard and played a Shaolin Liuhe stick technique!

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

The 72-pound demon-subduing stick was spinning up and down in the hands of the silent monk, as fast as the wind, rolling up all the fallen leaves in the yard, twisting wildly in the air like a dragon, with a very amazing momentum!

There is a saying in the martial arts world: "Moon stick, year's knife, a lifelong gun, a great sword must be hidden with you!"

Among the eighteen weapons, the moves of sticks are the simplest and easiest to practice. However, it is not easy to practice essence, and the requirements for users are also very high. They cannot control them if they are not powerful people!

Each attack has a thousand pounds of force, and the attack range is extremely large. Once hit, there will be no blood on the surface, but there are broken bones and tendons inside, and all the internal organs will be cracked!

During the war against Japanese devils during the Jiajing period, the Shaolin monks and soldiers held sticks and put on strong armor and used swords to beat the Japanese pirates who were good at using swords and swords to the point of falling!
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