Chapter 63: Dharma Name Daoji
Late night!
Shangyang County gradually became quiet!
The customers who went to the brothels to listen to the music would either go home in groups of three or four, half drunk, supporting each other, or be so engrossed in the music that they would discuss the art of music with the entertainers by candlelight all night long.
Ye Zhixiu was one part drunk and one part sad. He refused his friends' farewell and headed towards the courtyard where he lived.
"Where are you going, brother?"
While drunk, Ye Zhixiu heard a voice behind him, turned around, and saw a handsome young man.
"I'm going home now. Is there anything wrong, sir?"
"Go home. I'm afraid I went in the wrong direction. My brother's home is not here."
Ye Zhixiu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "Yes, yes, my home is not here, not here."
"I see you are a little drunk. I don't know where your home is. Can I give you a ride?"
"Then... I'll trouble you, sir."
Lin Ye walked Ye Zhixiu towards the house where he lived, and asked as they walked: "Earlier on the second floor, I saw you thinking of someone when you heard the song, and you couldn't help feeling emotional. I guess you are a sentimental person."
"I just feel the same way..."
People talk a lot when they are drunk, and in response to Lin Ye's questions, Ye Zhiyuan told the truth.
It turned out that Ye Zhiyuan was not from this county, but a scholar from another county.
He was famous at a young age and had great literary talent.
Ye Zhiyuan had an extremely smooth childhood. He was the number one child prodigy in the county. The county magistrate personally met and encouraged him, and his teachers and friends praised him.
However, perhaps those who succeed at a young age are destined to have a bad fate. Ye Zhiyuan failed the imperial examinations twice in a row, which dealt a great blow to him and he fell ill.
After he recovered from his illness, he thought of the letter sent to him by the county magistrate who had left office before he fell ill, inviting him to go there and be a teacher for his children. Thinking of the care the county magistrate had shown him before, he came to Shangyang County as agreed.
For six years, he opened a private school to teach the children of the Ding family and other students. In the latest imperial examination, the son of the former magistrate of Ding County, who was his student, passed the exam and won an honor.
He made a great contribution to this.
It's not just about imparting knowledge and answering questions, but also because he guessed the question correctly.
He got five of the seven questions in the imperial examination right.
"Thank you, Master Lin. I'm home now."
Ye Zhiyuan arrived at the door of his house, expressed his gratitude to Lin Ye, and then staggered into the yard. Lin Ye looked at Ye Zhiyuan's disappearing back, with a thoughtful look on his face.
How strange!
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Miaoying Temple!
The next day, early in the morning, Lin Ye took a carriage to Miaoying Temple again.
But what surprised him was that there were not many pilgrims in Miaoying Temple today. The entire temple gate was very deserted. When Lin Ye got off the carriage, it was not the monk who was in charge of reception, but two martial monks who were guarding the gate.
"Brother Daoxuan, are there no pilgrims today?"
Lin Ye is considered a lay disciple of Miaoying Temple, and in terms of seniority, he is also of the Dao generation.
The Buddhist name was chosen by Lin Ye himself.
Dao Ji.
Normally, lay disciples did not use Dharma names, but Lin Ye found out that there was no one named Dao Ji in the Dao generation of Miaoying Temple, so how could that be possible? So he gave himself such a Dharma name.
"Junior Brother Dao Ji, has our temple issued a closed-door order?" Dao Xuan saw a smile on Lin Ye's face. The monks all liked this junior brother, who was the greatest god of wealth in the temple.
"Closed-door order?"
"Well, we have informed all believers and pilgrims that the temple will not be open to the public for the next half month. A few days ago, there were still some people coming, but after these few days of persuasion and publicity, the pilgrims all knew about it and stopped coming."
"Why did you issue the order to close the doors? Was it issued by the abbot?"
It can be said that Miaoying Temple is making a fortune every day. With Master Yin Guang's money-making nature, would he be willing to close it?
"The day before yesterday, a demon came from Shuangmu Mountain."
Daoxuan lowered his voice and whispered. Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. Could the mountain lion of Shuangmu Mountain react so quickly?
"The king of Shuangmu Mountain has issued a declaration of war and will come to kill us in the next few days."
"I see. I think the abbot is thinking about how to deal with this right now. I won't disturb him and will leave first."
Lin Ye turned around and left.
What a joke! Judging from the attitude of Master Yin Guang and the others, the strength of this mountain king is definitely extraordinary. He doesn't want to be affected, so he'd better wait until the matter at Miaoying Temple is resolved before coming over to ask about the doubts in his heart.
But just as Lin Ye turned around and hadn't taken a step, his eyes fixed on the two groups of people appearing at the intersection in front of him.
The left team, such as officials on patrol, had soldiers clearing the way, but they shouted: "The City God is on patrol, all ghosts retreat!"
On the right side of the team, a few wild wolves led the way, followed by many evil beasts.
The two teams met at the intersection, and neither of them moved forward first.
"Amitabha!"
Behind him, the voice of Master Yin Guang was heard. Lin Ye turned around and saw Master Yin Guang and many monks from Miaoying Temple walking towards the door. Seeing this, he hurriedly ran to the side and followed the back of the monks to minimize his presence.
"The City God and the Mountain God have come to our Miaoying Temple at the same time, which really brings glory to our temple."
Entrance | Intersection, responding to hearty laughter.
"I came here today with great interest, but I didn't expect to run into a tiger."
"I'm afraid it's not a coincidence . The City God is busy with all kinds of things every day. How can he have the leisure to come to Miaoying Temple?"
A deep voice was also heard from the monster team, and then two sedan chairs were seen coming down. Two men walked out of the sedan chairs. One of them was wearing an official uniform, and the other was wearing a yellow robe with the word "king" between his eyebrows.
The City God and the Tiger.
Lin Ye watched it very seriously. The Tiger King and the City God were characters that only existed in folk legends in modern times.
Judging from the momentum, Shanjun seems to be even more powerful. Of course, it may also be because the City God was an official during his lifetime, and officials are relatively low-key and do not show their emotions on their faces.
But what Lin Ye was curious about was, who of these two was more powerful.
Thinking of this, he moved closer to the front of the monk team, walked to Daohai's side, poked Daohai with his arm, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Daohai, who is more powerful, the City God or the Mountain King?"
"Both the City God and the Mountain God were appointed by the imperial court, but the City God only lasts for one generation, while the Mountain God can be passed down from generation to generation. As for who is more powerful, that's hard to say."
Dao Hai explained it to Lin Ye, and Lin Ye understood.
In order to scare away ghosts, the imperial court conferred titles on city gods throughout the world. In order to prevent monster cholera, the imperial court also conferred titles on mountain kings throughout the world. The mountain king of Shuangmu Mountain is the sixteenth generation mountain king.
One is in charge of ghosts, the other is in charge of monsters. From the perspective of power, it is hard to say who is more powerful. As for strength, it depends on their respective cultivation.
"What about the City God of Shangyang County and the Mountain King of Shuangmu Mountain?" Lin Ye asked again.
Dao Hai: "This City God was conferred the title not long ago by the new dynasty."
Although Dao Hai did not give a clear answer, Lin Ye understood that a newly appointed City God could definitely not be compared with the Mountain God.
"Then how come these two people arrived at the same time by such a coincidence?"
"The news about the incident between Miaoying Temple and Shanjun has spread in the past few days. In Shangyang County, the incense of the City God Temple is not even half as strong as that of our temple. They must have chosen this time deliberately."
Lin Ye looked at Dao Hai with a strange look in his eyes. Dao Hai didn't seem like a monk who knew nothing and only knew brute force. If he could even see these things, then how could he be so stupid as to kill the offspring of the mountain lion ?
"After receiving advice from my junior fellow apprentice that day, I went to a bookstore in the city and bought a few books on power struggles. Only then did I suddenly realize the situation and see the current situation."
Lin Ye gave a thumbs up, "When you've been away for three days, you should look at each other with new eyes. Brother, you're amazing."
Dao Hai touched his head a little embarrassedly, "It was mainly because my junior brother gave me a wake-up call."
"No, no, no, Brother is smart. I just gave you a brief reminder."
Lin Ye and Dao Hai were being polite to each other, while Abbot Yin Guang in front of them smiled and invited the City God and the Mountain King to visit the temple.
"If you want to enter the temple, you have to solve the problem first."
Shan Jun looked coldly at the monks of Miaoying Temple and said, "Whoever killed my seventy-third grandson, come forward yourself."
