Muli folded his hands and couldn't help but bow outside the door, in the past, he practiced in the temple, as a small monk carrying water, and also served as a host.

Buddhism calmed his mind, and in the past, he never thought that he would be able to leave the temple one day.

Seeing the temple, Muli was very close, as the bell stopped, the sound of chanting also came, and he was very tired from the journey, so Muli decided to go to the temple to rest.

There were many temples around, and he walked towards the temple in front of him, the temple was called Ling'en Temple, and Muli thought the name was very good, and he liked it very much.

The threshold is very high, and the wood crosses the gate of the temple, followed by the smell of incense, and in front of you is countless incense burners, and behind the incense burner is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This made Muli feel a little strange, how could the temple make such a low-level mistake?

All the temples are the main hall of the main hall, because the main place of the temple is dedicated to the Buddha Shakyamuni, and it is also the place where the monks practice.

Such an important hall is not in the middle, this is absolutely impossible to go wrong, Mu Li muttered a little in his heart.

Looking around, there are people coming and going, there are many pilgrims, and on the side, there is a shed with all kinds of incense and candles, large and small.

Muri walked over and listened to it, even more surprised.

These incense candles need to spend silver, which is understandable, after all, the temple is big, the oil lamp in front of the Buddha can not be extinguished, and the monks eat not only by the donations of good men and women, but also by these sesame oil money.

To Muli's surprise, the incense candles in it turned out to be frighteningly expensive.

The incense is coarse and fine, and the price is different, but the thin one costs ten spirit stones, and the coarser ones range from fifty spirit stones to hundreds of spirit stones.

The expenses of the poor are only a few dozen spirit stones a year, and the price of an incense candle here is so high.

But there were still poor people covered with patches who bought a stick of incense and put it in the incense burner to pray to the Buddha, and there were so many people who came one after another, and when Muli stood here and looked at it, countless people came in.

"Aunt Li, don't worry, this Ling'en Temple is the most spiritual, my father-in-law's illness is cured here, I didn't take medicine, I didn't suffer from sin, just burn incense, kowtow three times, and the Buddha can bless us!"

Two women dressed in patches passed by Muri, and one woman said in a loud voice how spiritual Ling'en Temple was.

And the other is a woman with a narrow face and a sad face, nodding incessantly: "I hope so, I sold the house and land, if I can cure my second girl, it will be better than anything!"

Muli watched from the side, and saw the woman with a narrow face take out a handkerchief from her sleeve, open it layer by layer, and there was a pile of scattered spirit stones inside, count it for a long time, and hand it over to the little monk standing under the shed.

Muli wanted to stop it, but now that so many people are talking about the spirit, the people believe it so much, it must be something to say, and this is not like a temple, which makes him suspicious.

I just feel that something is wrong, this is not like a temple, it is more like a place to collect money, before the matter is revealed, no one believes what Muli says.

Anyway, there is no place to live, Muli decided to live in this temple, just to secretly investigate, if you dare to deceive people with the temple, then he is not welcome!

Muli, who lives here, is arranged in a room, he used to be a monk, but he has long been a layman, and the monks in Ling'en Temple do not know that Muli was once a monk, but he is staying here.

Ling'en Temple is very large, there are many rooms, and there are countless pilgrims living in it, and Muli can only take advantage of the night to check one room at a time.

However, most of them come here for the sick relatives of the family to eat and pray for the Buddha.

The hard work paid off, and the most mysterious figure in the temple, Muli, finally saw - the Tzu Chi abbot of Ling En Temple.

Muli has heard of his name for a long time, but he has never seen him, but I have heard that he is very effective, and the good men and women here have already seen the abbot of Tzu Chi and are proud.

They praised this Ling'en Temple as a god, and when they praised the abbot of Tzu Chi, it was even more celestial.

Muli took advantage of the night to use the spiritual power of a cultivator to perceive the unusual.

There was a sound of wooden fish, but it was not illegal, outsiders could not hear it, but it could be heard in the wood.

He followed the sound and found that behind a rockery, there was a house, but it was not at all inconspicuous, hidden behind the rockery, in the woods.

If it weren't for the night, a glimmer of light would come out of it, and even if you heard a sound, you might not be able to find it.

Muri flew up to the roof and gently lifted a piece of tiles on it, only a small gap leaked. Following this gap, Muri looked inside.

I saw a few people sitting inside, one of them, looking dressed, must be the abbot of the temple, he was holding a wooden fish in his hand and knocking, I heard that the people next to him called him "Tzu Chi Abbot." ”

It won't go wrong, but this abbot is not only talking about things, but also knocking on wooden fish, no wonder it sounds messy, and his heart is not quiet.

It is not quiet, and why is it pretending, Mu Li sneered, but looking at this temple is extremely bluffing, presumably this abbot is also half a catty.

The people inside were discussing something, but Mu Li listened attentively, but the words stopped abruptly.

"Who!"

Suddenly, a voice came.

Muri realized that he had been discovered, but he didn't make any noise, and it seemed that he might also be a cultivator.

He didn't dare to linger any longer, and immediately flew away and returned to the room.

As Kiri returned, there were suddenly a lot of footsteps outside.

Muli looked out through the crack in the door, and saw many little monks coming out, looking around with lanterns, but they didn't know what to see.

When Mu Li just wanted to go back to bed, two monks, one fat and one short, walked slowly from behind.

The short monk said, "I heard that there are people in the temple?"

"What do you mean, aren't there always pilgrims in our temple?" the fat monk didn't think so, still stuffing chicken thighs into his mouth.

"No, it seems that something has happened! there may be trouble among our pilgrims!"

The fat monk was stunned: "There will be a grand event in our temple in three days, so someone will smash the field?"

The short monk hurriedly raised his hand to cover the fat monk's mouth: "You! be quiet, maybe the troublemaker is staring at us!"

As he spoke, he took the fat monk's hand: "Let's go, let's see if there is anything abnormal and tell the abbot!"

"Event?" Mu Li sneered: "What kind of event is so afraid of people making trouble? I'm afraid that the matter they just discussed is also related to this event, and they are afraid of making trouble?" Then I must take a look!"

On the other side, after taking the pill, Phoenix pretended to rest for a few days.

For his own safety, Gongsun Ze did not appear, and only waited for a few days for the phoenix to reappear after being completely healthy.

After resting for three days, Phoenix was not idle, and although her spiritual power had not fully recovered, sitting in the room made her anxious.