"The gift of incense?" Hearing this, Jiang Liu looked at the host Fa Ming with questioning eyes, not understanding what the so-called gift of incense meant.

"It seems that after falling into the water and losing your memory, you have forgotten many things."

Seeing Jiang Liu's probing eyes, Master Fa Ming sighed slightly, and then explained: "A novice monk like you cannot be considered a member of the Buddhist sect, because there is no incense conferring, only incense conferring and lighting.

Only by abstaining from incense scars can one be considered a true Buddhist."

"Ah?" Jiang Liu refused in his heart when he heard what Mr. Fa Ming said.

I traveled through time and came to this world, and I was in Jinshan Temple. I had no choice, I didn't know enough about this world, and I didn't have anywhere to go, so I stayed here for now.

When Jiang Liu heard that he wanted to burn some incense and become a real monk, he naturally refused in his heart.

For one thing, no one would want to be a monk for no reason, right? You can't eat meat, drink alcohol, or marry a wife. This is not like the professionalism of modern monks.

Second, be afraid of pain!

Yes, burning incense and directly burning a few scars on your head is scary just thinking about it.

Of course, Jiang Liu would not show his reluctance on the surface. He was just thinking secretly, should he take advantage of the opportunity and sneak down the mountain?

With my own craftsmanship, I believe I can make a living by entering Chang'an City, which is twenty or thirty miles away, and finding a restaurant, right?

After I save some money, I will open a restaurant, marry a wife, and reach the pinnacle of my life.

"Liu'er, I hope you can successfully impart incense and stay..." Just when Jiang Liu was distracted and secretly longing for it, suddenly, a short and fat monk next to him spoke in a low voice.

Jiang Liu said.

"Ah? Is it possible that there are still failures in imparting incense?" These words interrupted Jiang Liu's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at senior brother Xuan Ming beside him in surprise.

"You really don't remember anything?".

Jiang Liu's words made Xuan Ming stunned, and then he explained in a low voice: "Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but the Buddha can only pass on the destined people, and those who are destined to me, the Buddha, can successfully impart incense and become real monks, otherwise,

I can’t even light a single incense burner, so I have to leave. The food you cooked is so delicious, I really won’t be able to bear it if you leave.”

"Yes, we in Buddhism pay attention to fate. The deeper our connection with Buddhism, the more incense scars we can burn. In the past ten years, we have had thirty or forty novices in Jinshan Temple, but in the end, the ones who stayed were

There are only three of us." At the same time, another strong senior brother Xuankong next to him also interjected in a low voice.

While speaking, he specifically pointed to his head.

Among the monks at Jinshan Temple, except for the old abbot Faming who has two incense scars, the other three young monks all have one incense scar on their heads.

Although these days, Jiang Liu also noticed the problem of the incense scar on the monk's head, but didn't think much about it.

I never thought that it actually contained this meaning.

"This, what kind of world is this?" Jiang Liu was completely confused after learning about the incense ceremony.

Ever since he knew that he was in the Tang Dynasty and that the emperor was Li Shimin, Jiang Liu always thought that he had simply traveled through time and space and came to the Tang Dynasty era.

However, after learning about the incense ceremony, Jiang Liu realized that maybe this Tang Dynasty was not the Tang Dynasty in the history of his original world?

In the ceremony of imparting incense, the monk would light the incense scar, and Jiang Liu would know.

However, some people cannot click on it, and use the number of incense scars to judge the depth of their fate with Buddhism...

Isn't this a bit too fantasy?

Jiang Liu was stunned because of this fantasy thing. The monk next to him thought that he suddenly knew the news and was worried.

The old host Fa Ming said: "Liu'er, if you can't pass the incense ceremony, you should pack your things and go down the mountain. Fortunately, you still have some kitchen skills. Even after you go down the mountain, I believe you can make a living on your own.

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After finishing speaking, the old abbot pronounced the Buddha's name in a low voice, got up and went back to the meditation room to chant sutras.

Several senior brothers, seeing Jiang Liu's appearance, each came forward to comfort him.

However, his mind was a little confused at this time, and Jiang Liu could barely deal with it with a few words.

Looking at Jiang Liu's appearance, these senior brothers knew that this matter needed some time for him to digest, so they dispersed.

After everyone left, Jiang Liu stood up and put away the bowls, but his mind was full of thoughts.

In fact, Jiang Liu would be happy if he could not become a monk.

What's the good thing about being a monk? There are so many rules and regulations. Jiang Liu had originally thought that if the time was right, he would go down the mountain to make a living.

As the old host said, I still have some cooking skills. I had secretly thought about whether I should run down the mountain.

However, after learning about this incense ceremony, Jiang Liu felt that he should go and see it in person.

Why can't the incense scar be lit? It's such a fantasy scene. You should go and see it with your own eyes.

As for his fate with Buddhism? Jiang Liu knew very well that he should not be able to burn incense scars. After all, he had no intention of worshiping Buddhism.

What's more important is that I came from modern society. To this world, I am an outsider. Naturally, I have absolutely no fate with Buddhism in this world.

What's more, judging from the words of several senior brothers, the elimination rate of this incense ceremony is over 90%.

"Well, if you think about it carefully, it seems pretty good. If I can't light the incense scar, I can go down the mountain in a legitimate manner." After thinking for a moment, Jiang Liu nodded again and put the matter behind him for the time being.

Soon, the cleaning work in the kitchen was completed, and Jiang Liu walked out to take a look.

The old abbot was chanting sutras in the Zen room, while senior brothers Xuankong and Xuanwu were busy in the farmland and vegetable garden respectively, while fat senior brother Xuanming was lying in the main hall as a visiting monk, waiting for pilgrims to come up the mountain.

Although, it is normal for Jinshan Temple to have no pilgrims for several days.

After looking at it and realizing that he had nothing to do, Jiang Liu returned to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and turned around to go to the back hill of Jinshan Temple.

At the age of 15, it was the time when the body was growing. It was not possible to eat vegetarian food every day at Jinshan Temple. Jiang Liu wanted to go to the back mountain to see if the food could be improved.

Originally, I had never thought about being a monk and observing the rules and regulations. Now that I know that being a monk involves the ritual of giving incense, which is a fantasy test, and I am 100% sure that I will not pass it, Jiang Liu feels even less guilty about breaking the precepts.

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Besides, in the strict sense, I am not a Buddhist disciple now, right?

Arriving at the back mountain, he checked several small traps that had been prepared long ago. Finally, Jiang Liu's eyes lit up. A simple homemade animal trap caught a white rabbit.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Liu picked up the kitchen knife and quickly gutted the rabbit.

Ding, get 1 experience point and 1 gold.
Chapter completed!