I Was an Abbot in Ancient Times

  [System: There are few incense in the temple, please attract more pilgrims as soon as possible!

    Complete the task [Preaching in the countryside], and attract pilgrims by going to the countryside.]

    Ah—

    Do you want to go to the countryside to preach? He hasn't prepared anything yet... He has just become a monk for a few days, is the span too big for him...

    [System: Please rest assured, as long as you go to the countryside to preach, you only need to prepare a few fascinating Buddhist lectures. The story attracts the audience, and then publicizes Qingquan Temple!]

    Is it like this?

    Then you have to prepare very interesting short stories, but in this era, the entertainment life of the villagers is poor, so there should be no big problem, right?

    During breakfast, Lin Zhao announced at the dinner table that their temple was going to preach in the countryside.

    Bu Er's dark eyes widened: "Abbot, is it fun to preach in the countryside?"

    He was so old, except for alms, he only read scriptures in the temple, and the old abbot never mentioned going to the countryside to promote the temple.

    Lin Zhao deliberately teased him: "It's fun, maybe you can meet many children of your age at that time."

    Bu Er's eyes lit up for a while.

    "But you need to press boulders on your chest to attract incense for the temple..."

    The light in Bu Er's eyes suddenly turned into a bolt from the blue, "Ah...but, abbot, you can't crush boulders on your chest..."

    "You have two days. Hurry up and practice."

    Student blinked at the other two, seeing the flustered appearance of the second young monk, he really thought that Lin Zhao was going to force him to perform as a publicity stunt.

    For this preaching trip to the countryside, Lin Zhao worked hard with the system for a long time before he got the props he wanted.

    On the day they went to the countryside, they were very lucky to have a good weather with a bright moon and few stars.

    Lin Zhao was carrying a box of things, followed by Shantong who carried more tools, Bu Er who was depressed and worried, and Li Wenyuan, a scholar who was entrusted to help.

    The first stop Lin Zhao chose was Wushui Village, where he knew the way well, and he also had acquaintances with uncles and aunts. He had a basic fan base, so he wouldn’t be deserted at the beginning.

    Sure enough, the same group of uncles and aunts who were enjoying the shade under the big tree at the entrance of the village in the evening came to greet Lin Zhao warmly when they saw Lin Zhao.

    Knowing that Lin Zhao was going to preach in the countryside, they moved out of the place and let him open in the wide area under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and went to the village to invite other people to come.

    While thanking these enthusiastic villagers, Lin Zhao laid out all the tools he had prepared in advance.

    When the last twilight of the evening was swallowed up by the mountain, a beam of strong light hit the white curtain, and Lin Zhao's shadow puppetry began.

    Yes, this is his secret weapon for preaching in the countryside.

    It takes a long time to make shadow puppetry, and this dynasty did not have the craft of making shadow puppetry, so Lin Zhao had to ask the system for help to see if the system could help.

    Later, after getting familiar with the system, he realized that there is an exchange transaction channel between their systems, and the shadow puppets are exchanged between the system and the nearest system.

    "Sun Dasheng learned seventy-two changes, cultivated immortality and became a saint, and returned to Huaguo Mountain..."

    Today's shadow puppet show mainly focuses on the plot of Monkey King making troubles in the Heavenly Palace.

    At first there were only a small number of people, but later all the villagers came. The children squeezed their heads together in the front row, watching the shadow puppet Sun Dasheng go to the sky and enter the sea. Voice.

    Bu Er also squeezed in the middle with his hands on his chin and mouth, exclaiming and kept looking at the little shadow puppet, forgetting that Lin Zhao was teasing him to break a big rock in his chest.

    It's time for the Taishang Laojun to refine Sun Dasheng in the alchemy furnace. Sun Dasheng has become sharp-eyed, jumped out of the furnace, and kicked over the alchemy furnace.

    Behind the white curtain came the sound of the stove being kicked down and the flames burning, and the villagers and children all said "wow".

    Sun Dasheng is so handsome! ! !

    There were also naughty urchins who wanted to turn to the back to see what was going on, but were stopped by adults.

    Brother Shantong in the back tried his best to imitate the voice, fanned the cattail fan, and kicked the stove with his feet, and a lot of sweat protruded from his forehead anthropomorphically.  

  Scholar Li Wenyuan held up the shadow puppet of the Taishang Laojun, and read his lines: "Ah—quick, grab that monstrous monkey!"

After the shadow puppet show in Tiangong was over, Lin Zhao took another little monk's shadow puppet and told a few Buddhist stories. 

    The little monk looked very similar to Bu Er, with round head, round brains and round eyes. Seeing "himself" performing and telling stories on it, Bu Er's eyes widened even more.

     The shadow puppetry was a great success. When Lin Zhao and the others were packing their tools, several children grabbed their sleeves and asked them repeatedly.

     "You are already going?"

     "When will you come again?"

     After getting Lin Zhao's reply that he would perform in each village for three days, they all ran and jumped happily, and some even directly imitated Sun Dasheng's somersaults. 

    On the way back, the little monk Bu Er tightly grabbed Lin Zhao by the corner of his clothes, stubbornly trying to help him carry the toolbox.

     Lin Zhao couldn't hold back him, so he had to take a lighter one and let him hold it. 

    "Abbot, you lied to me when you said that the big stone on my chest will be broken."

     Not only was there no big stone broken, but he was not allowed to do any other work. He was also asked to sit in the best audience seat to watch the shadow puppets, and he was also given a pack of pine nuts. The children next to him were drooling.

     Woooooo~ The abbot is so kind to me!

    "Stupid boy, don't believe everything you hear ." Lin Zhao reached out and stroked his green leather head. Although it was a bit irritating, it felt surprisingly good.

    In modern times, Bu Er would be a second-grade elementary school student, but he lives a poor life alone in the temple on the mountain. He watched the only old monk who depended on him pass away, and obediently accepted the new abbot.

    Such a well-behaved and sensible child, who doesn't love him?

    Shadow puppetry became very popular as soon as it appeared in the village where entertainment was poor. Everyone from seventy-year-olds and old ladies to one-year-old babblers loved it.

    The villagers of Wushui Village watched the three-day performance in front of their own houses, and then followed Lin Zhao to other villages. It was even worse than those fanatical star-chasers in modern times chasing stars to watch concerts in major cities.

    "Get out of the way! This is my first seat!"

    In Shangshui Village next door to Wushui Village, Lin Zhao and the others were taking the shadow puppets out of the box one by one, when a childish but domineering voice suddenly roared.

    Well, this is a child making a quarrel. This kind of competition for a seat is indispensable everywhere.

    Lin Zhao shook his head helplessly, thinking that they should deal with it first, and if things got worse, he would go out and mediate by himself.

    "This is obviously my seat, and no one is occupying it when I come here!" another child said.

    The owner of the domineering voice was the young master of a landlord's family. Hearing this, he immediately glared at the servant beside him.

    "Where the hell have you been running to hide from your laziness again?! Why did you let occupy the seat!?"

    "Young master, you are wronged! I have always occupied the seat here. Someone robbed it!" The servant cried exaggeratedly.

    "No, I've been here since the beginning, and I didn't see this person." The little monk Bu Er couldn't stand it anymore, and uttered a voice to help the child whose seat was robbed.

    He felt that this servant was really cunning, so he came with the abbot, and the first person he saw was obviously the kid next to him with braids.

    But the servant's face suddenly changed, the eyebrows and eyes that were aggrieved just now became fierce when facing Bu Er, and the eyes were quenched with a knife of hatred.

    "Where is the wild monk! How long have you been here? What nonsense!"

The little monk Bu Er was startled by his eyes but still insisted:

    "Ah, Amitabha, monks don't lie..."

    Because of the fright, he looked a little weak, and the servant felt that he had the upper hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were stained with arrogance.

    He has a pair of triangular eyes with a lot of white, and when the small black eyeballs turn around, a bit of treachery is revealed.

    "Oh! I remembered, young master. In the beginning, I didn't occupy the position of this kid, I took the position of this wild monk. In the middle, the best position, I just wanted to occupy this place for the young master!"

    Bu Er have never seen such a person who talks nonsense, speaks nonsense with empty teeth, and stutters with anger.

    "You, you...how can you lie and deceive people!"

    The braided kid next to him was also filled with righteous indignation, "It's really shameless to lie to people!"

    "Yo, look, young master, these two are even working together!" The servant continued to add fuel to the fire.

    Seeing that his own child was being bullied, Lin Zhao walked out from behind the white cloth screen.

    "Who said this is your position!"

    This is the super vvvip special seat he specially reserved for Bu Er, so it's shameless to say it's his.

    "Our Qingquan Temple's own shadow puppetry and our own children can't have their own exclusive position?"

    "Why do you call him the wild monk? Don't you know that this shadow puppetry was founded by our Qingquan Temple going to the countryside to preach?"

    "We don't welcome people who make trouble. If you don't come to watch it sincerely, please leave and don't disturb the performance of the shadow puppetry."

    The servant was shocked when he heard this. How could he know that the shadow puppetry was founded by a group of monks?

    Knowing that he screwed up, he looked at the young master in horror, and by chance the young master's face had turned dark.

    Many villagers had heard the news and came to watch the shadow puppet show. Seeing this scene, they didn't know what was going on. They were afraid that they would anger Lin Zhao and the others so that they would not watch the shadow puppet show, so they all spoke out to drive them away.

    The young master couldn't stay any longer, even if he really wanted to watch the shadow puppet show, he couldn't hold it back with the cheek, so he had to leave angrily.

    Walking on the road, the young master felt a cloud of anger gathering in his chest, he was panting heavily, and when he heard the lively applause from behind, he became even angrier.

    When he heard his cousin from Wushui Village come to show off, he had been looking forward to the shadow puppet show for a long time.

    He offended someone, got on their blacklist, and thought that he would never be able to watch shadow puppetry again...

    The young master became more and more sad and indignant. All the children can watch it, but he can only stare blankly. When his cousin comes next time, he would laugh at him...

    Thinking of this, he kicked the servant's ass fiercely, and still felt that there was no way to relieve the grief and anger in his heart.

    Woowa, woowa, he ran home crying, and complained to the landlord's father...