Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

As he rang the bell and Tan Momu had a face, he felt that he must have not woken up. Otherwise, how could he find himself a little novice monk ringing the bell as soon as he opened his eyes?

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

"Ouch!" After shouting, Tan Mo turned his head and saw a long-faced bald head staring at him, shaking a ruler in his hand, clearly showing that this was the culprit of the sneak attack on him just now.

According to the memory in his mind, this bald head who seemed to have a horse-faced face was the precept brother of the inner courtyard of the Lotus Temple, with white bones.

Tan Mo can't deceive himself now.

He just traveled through time.

It's still the kind of inexplicable thing, and I didn't do anything, so I went through time after sleeping.

It turns out that sleeping is not suitable at night.

It is suitable to be all night long.

Otherwise, it will be easy to travel.

With a random thought in his head, Tan Mo bowed respectfully. He was under the eaves and had to bow his head. The ruler was always painful to hit someone.

"I'm just thinking about ringing the bell!" Bai Gu shook the ruler, and he really wanted to come back to the shiny little bald head.

Tan Mo kept silent, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but speak a few words.

"After ringing the bell, don't forget to pick up the water." Bai Guzi ordered and turned around and left. He was the precept monk in the temple, and he just happened to be here. He didn't come to stare at Tan Mo. After checking here, he had to go to several places.

The Lotus Temple is not big, but it is not small either.

It took half an hour to walk around with his feet.

"Yes." Tan Mo agreed honestly and loudly, then cheered up and knocked on the clock.

Become a monk for a day and hit the bell for a day.

Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding!

After ringing the bell rhythmically, Tan Mo ran to the kitchen in the outer courtyard. The main purpose of carrying water was to supply the early kitchen. Because it was still early, when Tan Mo entered, there was only a senior brother in the inner courtyard who was cleaning rice in the kitchen.

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

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

Jingxukong is a young man, slightly short, but not fat, and his whole body is very strong, with clear muscle mass on his limbs and his clothes are directly highlighted. A large basket filled with at least forty kilograms of rice, which was thrown into a jar, and he swayed repeatedly with just one hand, and was lifted up from time to time.

It looks like he lifts weightlessly.

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

"Yes, today is the bell I bumped into." Tan Mo replied with his hands folded. What Jingxukong said in his memory was that before he traveled through time, the original owner of his body had a quarrel with another little novice monk, and then started a fight. It was not a big deal, but unfortunately he fell down and just fell down the hillside and rolled all the way down the slope.

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

Otherwise, the first thing Tan Mo did when he came over was to find a way to prevent the condition from worsening when medical conditions were lagging behind, so as not to get cold.

Jingxukong listened to Tan Mo's words, but did not respond, and was busy scooping rice on his own.

Tan Mo didn't care. The memories in his mind included scenes about getting along with this disciple in the inner courtyard called Jingxukong, which often looked like this.

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

Tan Mo walked into the kitchen, took the bucket, followed the stone steps down the mountain, and went to the well below the mountain to get water.

It was still early at this time, and the mountain looked like a gray-green color, like a layer of gauze. Tan Mo stepped on the stone steps step by step, listening to the sudden sound of birds in the nearby forest from time to time, he looked around, and then couldn't help but shake his head and muttered: "It's so strange."

He was not saying that the surrounding environment was strange, but that the monk's name in Lotus Temple was very strange.

The disciples in the temple do not start with a certain character, such as precepts, sex, and anger, but three characters. At first glance, they still look a bit like the Taoist name, but they are not very upright.

The white bones, the mirror void, sound like evil heretics.

Moreover, not only is this strange Dharma name, but the rules of the Lotus Temple also seem quite strange to Tan Mo.

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

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

These little novice monks do not have a Dharma name, but still call the names of laymen. In addition to the daily morning and evening classes and all the miscellaneous items, they can go down the mountain to go home to meet their parents in two days within half a year. This rule has caused many families at the foot of the mountain who cannot afford to raise their children because they have many children at home to send their children to Lianhua Temple.

We can see you twice every six months, so why not send you to the temple?

Lianhua Temple is not picky, it is completely unstoppable.

As long as you have a name and a surname and relatives at the foot of the mountain, whether you are poor or rich, as long as you are not a father-in-law or beggar, the Lotus Temple accepts it.

There are only a few disciples in the inner courtyard, but there are already a hundred people in the outer courtyard.

Tan Mo didn't want to understand why Lianhua Temple recruits disciples like this. It has no profit to make. Every day, food, drink, defecation and urination are all a small expense.

At the foot of Lianhua Temple is Luowan Town.

During festivals, people from Luowan Town are bound to come to the mountains to burn incense and add some incense and oil.

The little novice monk who was traveling through time by Tan Mo was a man from Luowan Town. In addition to the little novice monk, there was also an elder brother, two sisters and three younger brothers. Including the little novice monk, there were exactly seven gourd kids.

However, the little novice monk's family was not because they could not afford the little novice monk, so they sent the little novice monk to the Lotus Temple.

Xiaoxiaomi's father was a young man in a cloth shop in his early years. He was so poor that he wore a 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, Xiaoxiaomi's father received funding from foreigners and opened a weaving factory. With years of hard work and careful management, the business was not prosperous, but he also became rich and could support his wife and children. There were also about ten people who rely on Xiaoxiaomi's father to make a living.

The father of Xiaoxiaomi would send Xiaoxiaomi to Lianhua Temple because the mayor of Luowan Town Chong Buddha. Once, when the mayor spent a lot of money to invite a monk to preach, Xiaoxiaomi's father, who was good at managing his connections, became friends with the monk.

Later, Xiaoxiaomi's father didn't know what he said to the monk. At that time, the monk's face looked ugly, and he seemed to hesitate all night. Then, before leaving the next day, he told Xiaoxiaomi's father that he asked him to find a way to let one of his children worship at the Lotus Temple.

That's it, the little novice monk was sent to the Lotus Temple.

The little novice monk is quite dull. He stayed in the Lotus Temple obediently at that time. He was only five years old and did not cry or make a fuss. He stayed there for three years.

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

Tan Mo carried two buckets down and arrived at the well. He was about to fetch water when he saw several people riding horses from far to near. The people pulled the reins and then jumped off the horse's back.

The few people were all in blue and red official uniforms, with bright characters in the middle and black leather boots.

These people were about to walk up the mountain, and one of them suddenly saw Tan Mo. After taking a closer look, he fed him and asked, "Little monk, I ask you, is your father's name Tan Shaohe?"

The little novice monk who was traveling through time by Tan Mo was named Tan Shaohe. His father was named Tan Shaohe.

So Tan Mo nodded.

The man glanced at the others and said, "Okay, the master has found it. Let's go, come up with us first. Oh, by the way, Mr. Tan, do you know what enemies you have in your family?"

Tan Mo shook his head. What a child of seven or eight years old can know, even if he has a memory, he doesn't know much. Besides, this "Young Master Tan" stayed in Lianhua Temple for three years, and once he went home for half a year, he just stayed at home and chanted sutras and beat wooden fish.

The man patted Tan Mo's shoulder, sighed, and said, "Young Master Tan, by the way, I am actually a monk forever... forever... Why do you say that word? Oh, it's a long-lasting Qinglantern Ancient Buddha, which is also good."

Tan Mo: "..."

Why did he hear this tone? It seems that his whole family is already cold before he sees his body?

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

Since ancient times, the yamen has been facing south. Don’t go in if you have any reason or not. Although you have traveled through time, Tan Mo felt that this is still the truth. He was afraid that he would get into trouble for no reason because he spoke.

This is incredible.

But Tan Mo thinks this is very possible because his current identity is "Young Master Tan". A young novice monk who is less than eight years old has a weaving factory under his name that is quite good...

What a touching piece of fat this is!
Chapter completed!