Chapter 260 (1/2)

After writing, I felt much more comfortable. After picking up the broom on the ground and cleaning all the Buddha statues in the corner, I began to walk unsteadily towards the main hall of the temple.

There is a senior brother who sits there and reads the Buddhist Scriptures for many years. The Buddhist scriptures in his hand seem to be endless. New scriptures appear every day.

It's like this omnipotent elder martial brother dug up a relic of an eminent monk and let his cheap master stay in his Sutra hall for more than a month.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang inexplicably accelerated his pace under his feet.

The elder martial brother said yesterday that he had learned the basic common fonts. From today on, he will start to explain geography and people's livelihood to him.

Compared with the boring Buddhist scriptures, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to know more about the vast land ruled by the Great Yuan Dynasty and the customs of every city in the world he lived in.

To appreciate the ends of the earth that he may not reach in his life, and to ask if there is really an overseas Penglai fairy mountain.

These are too novel for Zhu Yuanzhang who has not broadened his horizons, which makes his heart surging.

He couldn't explain why. He just felt that if he knew more and more, one day, he would use his feet to go out of the small temple that temporarily sheltered him from the wind and rain, go out to see the huge thing that swayed and swayed, and appreciate the world that gave birth to him and raised him.

While thinking, Zhu Yuanzhang pushed open the door of the main hall and saw Gu Zheng, who devoutly recited the Buddhist scriptures before the innermost case. It seems that this mysterious senior brother has never had any reaction due to the change of foreign things.

He lifted his eyelids lightly, just pointed to the seat where Zhu Yuanzhang had been sitting for a long time, and looked at the book in his hand again without saying a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was outside the door, sat down obediently and began to copy the big characters learned yesterday on a piece of rough paper that was not big enough.

These things called homework will be kept in an exercise book. According to his senior brother, they will be bound into a book for his memorial after graduation.

I can more intuitively see where the progress is, know what I have learned, detect my shortcomings, and a kind of memory after many years.

Zhu Yuanzhang thinks this is a good practice. Now he occasionally takes the exercise book saved in the eldest martial brother and looks at it. He will find that the handwriting alone is much better than what he wrote a month ago.

However, after Zhu Yuanzhang wrote an imperial character again, he subconsciously looked at the handout made by his senior brother on Gu Zheng's case. The natural, handsome and unspeakable graceful and romantic fonts on it made Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth water with envy.

Elder martial brother's handwriting is really beautiful.

It is several times more beautiful than the font of the old Confucian scholar he saw in the school in the village when he was a child herding cattle to the landlord's house.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who buried himself in the book, didn't realize that through this month's life and study, he rarely used the word ”living hell” when he mentioned the big senior brother in front of him on weekdays.

What's more, he sincerely called the elder martial brother. Sometimes, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that the young monks in this small temple could go to the same school outside.

Who doesn't get hit by the board there.

I didn't even know that I had been beaten by Gu Zheng to Zhu Yuanzhang, and then wrote down.

At this time, Gu Zheng, who was holding the Scriptures, wandered out of the sky.

Because the tearful little green ball in his mind finally sent out Gu Zheng's nightmare, which belonged to the monks of Huangjue temple, and was about to come.

But now, Gu Zheng still has a more important thing to deal with, because in his mind, there is a video recorded by xiaoforgetshu with its new ability to release the seal in order to please him.

Three dimensional real-time monitoring.

In one third of an acre of Huangjue temple, every corner is shrouded in the new skill of laughing and forgetting books.

Just like the surveillance of the camera, it recorded every bit of life in the temple.

Now, the video played in Gu Zheng's mind is the information that xiaoforgetshu feels it necessary to make a small report to Gu Zheng.

In the hall of the side hall, Zhu Yuanzhang sweeps the floor, still brooms, inner activities, and the lens of writing inscriptions behind the statue of Buddha are now playing back in Gu Zheng's mind.

When the video was finished, Gu Zheng sighed thoughtfully.

People can have no faith, but always have a little more awe.

In such a world, if you can't even be awed, he can't guarantee how lawless a person will be in the end.

Looking at the round chapter head written with his head down in front of him, Gu Zheng didn't know how to guide his heart for a moment.

If this feeling of recklessness continues until he becomes an emperor, and not many people can press on his head and restrict it, will he be more unscrupulous.

What a terrible thing it is that the monks sheltered by the temple disrespect the Buddha and the emperors pushed by the people are not close to the people.

Such worries continued until Gu Zheng finished his daily teaching and returned to his meditation room without knowing it.

Under the weak reminder of the abbot ball in his mind, he recovered from his thinking.

”Excuse me, does the host extract the reward of the previous basic task?”

”Yes!”

Alas, if you want so much, you'd better get the character prize first.

He really doesn't want to take this infrastructure. It's useless now. It still occupies the space of his backpack.

It's not like other rewards can overlap. If he smokes too much, his 20 grid basic backpack will be filled.

As Gu Zheng's answer fell, a golden pilgrim Hall fell into Gu Zheng's hands.