It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

No matter how reluctant Zhang Yang is in his heart, how much he hates his current status, how much he misses the days when he could have a little girl to flirt with, how much he longs to review Master Xi Cang's classic teaching content, now he can only stay in the Dazongji Temple Be a chanting little monk.

Occasionally think about family members, feel sad for spring and autumn, and replay the classic scene of Li Bai Daxian raising his head to look at the bright moon and bowing his head to think about his hometown. Life is still going well, but Zhang Yang always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the name Bianji. I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I have to think about it carefully, but I can't think of anything.Zhang Yang can only attribute this to the subconsciousness of the original owner of this body.

"Brother, what dynasty is it now?"

The appearance and language of the people here are all familiar to Zhang Yang, which makes Zhang Yang somewhat comforted. Fortunately, he did not travel to the world described in fantasy novels. Zhang Yang really didn't know if his young and fragile heart could bear it.I just don't know if it is a certain period in ancient China or the so-called overhead history.

Looking around the whole temple, Zhang Yang found that he could only find Yun Yin to solve his doubts.

First of all, the first person I saw when I first came to this place was Yun Yin. From his words and actions, it can be seen that he got along very well with this Bian Ji, at least he cared about this little guy in his eyes. As a junior, I can see this from the day I passed through. If you ask him, you should be able to get a more detailed answer.If you smell someone else, whether you have the patience to answer is one thing, but if you treat him as some kind of mental patient, it will be very ugly.

Secondly, and the most important point, this Yun Yin looks simple-minded at first glance, he is the type who doesn't like to use his brain, he is easy to fool, Zhang Yang can't guarantee if he will be noticed if he asks other people such questions.

"Ah? Junior Brother Bianji, how come you don't even know this?"

Yun Yin opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously. Why is his little junior so weird recently? Could it be that what the master said about cutting off the world of mortals and the purity of six roots is just like this, forgetting the past life and not remembering anything?

Well, it must be so, the younger brother is really not an ordinary person, no wonder the master took great pains to persuade the younger brother to become a monk, it seems that the old master really has a unique insight.Yun Yin nodded, confident in her guess.

"It is now the eighth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty! We are located in Chang'an City, the residence of the emperor!"

Eight years of Zhenguan, Zhenguan!

These two words kept appearing in Zhang Yang's mind.It turned out to be during the famous Zhenguan period created by Li Shimin in one fell swoop, and the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty that drove the development of Chinese culture and reached its peak in international status!

Zhang Yang's heart was stirred up at this moment.Great Tang, what an attractive term. As a history buff, I have been fascinated by the great Tang Dynasty for a long time. Now I can personally feel the prosperity and prosperity of this dynasty, and the uneasiness of coming to another world has subsided a lot.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was an emperor called Li Bai who couldn't get on the boat, and said that his minister was the fairy of wine, Li Bai;The lion roars in the east of the river, and the house seeks to stop it.Individual characters and scenes appeared before Zhang Yang's eyes. In this era full of power, blood, power and romance, Zhang Yang was deeply confused. . . . . .

"But, Datang, Zhenguan, Bianji, why are these names so awkward yet so familiar when they are combined together?"

Zhang Yang wondered, frowned and continued to think, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind:

Debate?Debate ~ machine ~!

Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly widened.His eyes were full of disbelief, and his forehead broke out in cold sweat.

Debate!Zhang Yang has admired this name for a long time, how could he not be familiar with it! It's just that he didn't expect this name to be related to him.

Debate!The most famous mistress in Chinese history, even madly gave a green hat to the imperial concubine's wife!

What is even more admirable is that when he "meeted honestly" with Princess Gaoyang in the house, Fang Yiai played the role of watchman and gatekeeper.The "great achievements" created by him have been passed down through the ages, and they are "admired" by countless descendants who fought in the ranks of mistresses. They are revered as the pioneers of free love and the warriors who broke taboos!

Originally, Zhang Yang still had a little admiration for the debate. After all, in the feudal society, as a monk, he met the most noble princess in the world. People worship!

But now that he has transmigrated into Bianji, Zhang Yang has the urge to die and retransmit it again. Thinking of the ending of Bianji in history, Zhang Yang shudders.

Cut in the waist!

Do not!

Never die in such a humiliating way!

Zhang Yang squeezed his white hands, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, his eyes were blood red, but he didn't seem to feel the pain and his face was firm.A man can be shrouded in horse leather and die on the battlefield, but he must not die in such a humble and embarrassing manner without dignity!

I must change this tragic ending, since God let me live again Zhang Yang, then I must change my shitty fate!

Zhang Yang was more firm than ever.Even if I travel to the Tang Dynasty, even if I become a monk, I won't kill you!I must cheer for me in this Tang Dynasty.Zhang Yang's eyes were dazzling at this moment, and there was a faint light that made people dare not look directly at them.

"Junior Brother Bianji, what's wrong with you?" Yun Yin who was on the side watched Zhang Yang's face change in an instant, and asked anxiously.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yunyin, I'm fine, I just figured out some things." Zhang Yang smiled, the trace of worry on his brow disappeared, and his whole body was like the clear sky after rain, fresh and natural, with an ethereal feeling.

"Brother, something happened to me, I don't remember much of the past, can you tell me, brother?"

Zhang Yang blinked, and said to Yun Yin who was still worried, his tone was soft and gentle, Zhang Yang shuddered suddenly, it really wasn't suitable for a macho man like himself to pretend to be cute.

"Junior Brother Bianji, now you are forgetting your past life, this is the opportunity to practice in meditation and seek to prove the Dao, so why remember the world to increase your troubles?"

Yun Yin shook his head, facing Zhang Yang, it was a catchphrase of his master Daoyue, completely copying Daoyue's words, and he said it clearly and logically, making Zhang Yang feel the urge to cut open his brain to see what's inside.

"Eh? This girl is too outrageous, don't you want me to say that I don't know anything about the young master because I came through it?"

Zhang Yang was very dissatisfied with Yun Yin's elm bump, and smiled wryly, "Brother, everyone has roots. We who seek Buddhism are like leaves on a tree, trying to move towards the sun and the direction of Buddhism, and the memory of the past is like The roots of the tree are closely connected with us, without the roots, can the leaves still live?"

"Ah, what are the roots and leaves? Brother, you are so confused. Are you cold, brother? You don't need to burn firewood to keep warm at this time?" Yun Yin rubbed his forehead.

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes to the sky, who is going to save him, now he really understands what it means to play the piano to a cow, and what it means to talk to a duck, it's not a concept at all!