The only thing that makes Haotian happy is that after bathing in the Buddha, everyone's mentality has undergone subtle changes, and when they enter the Taoist temple, they have a sense of awe, but no one throws things around, and the Taoist temple is still clean.

After being busy, I filled a jar of water, and the day passed like this, looking at the setting sun, eating up the last Laba porridge, and finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Haotian came to the main hall of the Buddha hall with satisfaction, and recited silently: "System, receive the merit box!"

Airplanes!

A yellow light flashed, and in the Buddha hall, there was a red merit box in front of the futon, on which the word merit was written.

The merit box looks like it's made of wood, but it's a little icy to the touch, but it's not cold, and it feels very good to the touch. A small opening is made on the top to facilitate the delivery of incense money.

"I finally have a merit box, and I don't have to go around the house looking for money anymore...... Uh, I almost forgot about the business! There should be a lot of incense money today!" Haotian hurriedly looked for it in the house, and sure enough, there was a wad of money on the table, quite bits and pieces, one piece, five cents, ten yuan, and a few hundred-yuan bills! But the most eye-catching thing was the pile of money!

Haotian picked it up and counted it, it was more than 2,000 yuan! There was also change in it, and it seemed that the other party had put all the money in his wallet here.

Haotian touched his nose and estimated that Yang Zhuzhong would be able to do this kind of thing.

"Sure enough, good people are rewarded...... Well, Poor Dao is still a good person, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. After Haotian announced a word, he walked out of the main hall of the Buddha Hall, waved his hand, and beckoned the monkey and the lone wolf: "Let's go, play!"

At the same time, Songpa Village, which is not far from Chongyang Village, has a hill behind the village, which is not high, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, and a Banyou road winding straight to the top of the mountain. There is a temple on the top of the hill called Baotai Temple.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? My people from Baotai Temple were snatched away by a small Taoist temple? Shibao, can I tell you, can I take the position of presiding abbot, just point to this. You've messed up this for me...... Forget it, there's nothing more to say, friend!" a bald monk snarled and hung up the phone.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk came over: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Wuming, the abbot has called everyone over." ”

"Yes, senior brother, the poor monk will go over. The unwilling look on Wuming's face disappeared immediately, and he said with a kind face.

"Senior brother, do you know what the abbot asked us to do?" asked Wuming on the way.

Wuxin sighed and said: "In previous years, although the Baotai Temple was not as good as those big temples, there were more than 1,000 people who came and went, but this year there were suddenly a lot less, and the incense was not as good as before, and the abbot must have to ask." ”

When Wu Ming heard this, his face sank, this time he took the initiative to invite Yingying to handle the Buddha bathing meeting, and it turned out to be like this, he only felt a sigh in his heart! I'm afraid it's going to be miserable......

Through the hall and room, came to an open place, at this moment, there are already more than 20 monks sitting on the ground, in front of an old monk wearing a red robe sitting in front, holding a rosary in both hands, as if the old monk is in meditation.

Wuming and Wuxin were done, and after a while, the old monk opened his eyes.

At this time, a monk stood up and said, "Abbot, there are many fewer believers in the Buddha Bathing Society this year, and the incense is not as vigorous as in previous years, I don't know why." ”

"In previous years, this matter was handled by Senior Brother Wuxin, but this year, Wuming was able to do it, so he had to handle it, and it turned out like this. Another monk sneered.

Wuming's face sank, as if he was about to drip water.

However, Wuming was not willing to be so passive, so he got up and said, "Abbot, this matter is to blame the poor monk." But you can't blame the poor monk entirely, the Heavenly Dao Temple, which should have been dispersed a long time ago this year, suddenly came to life for some reason. A little Taoist priest inherited the mantle of an old Taoist and ran the Chongyang Temple. The little Taoist priest is a person from Chongyang Village, who grew up in Chongyang Village since he was a child, and is obviously a Taoist person, and this year he also held a Buddha bathing party, and the people in the village are his elders and relatives, so he naturally went to cheer. Besides, it's still organized in the village......

The believers of our Baotai Temple are mainly Songpa Village, Chongyang Village and Xiaozhai Village. If there are fewer villagers in one village, there will definitely be fewer people. ”

"This is not a reason, we all know what the situation is in Chongyang Temple. When Yimei Lao Dao was there, he was indeed really a true cultivator of Buddhism, and there was no need to talk about Buddhism and Taoism. It was still a Taoist temple, but in the end it was also dilapidated. Now, how can a little Taoist priest who is not obscure support a Buddha bathing party? They can't afford to disperse the eight porridge alone, right?"

Wu Ming also wondered, how could such a poor Taoist temple afford to hold a bathing Buddha meeting? When he did this, he also thought about the Heavenly Taoist Temple, but that small Taoist temple, besides, although it is now the 21st century, he does not pay attention to Buddhism and Taoism. But which Taoist temple is dilapidated, poor and messy, he doesn't think that there will be problems in the Heavenly Taoist Temple if he is killed. As a result, something really went wrong...... Regret!

"Amitabha. At this moment, the old monk suddenly pronounced a Buddha name, and everyone fell silent.

Zen Master Jinguang looked at Wuming and said, "Is there a successor to the Heavenly Dao Temple?"

Wu Ming didn't understand what Zen Master Jinguang meant, so he nodded and said, "Yes, it's a little Taoist priest named Haotian." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Yimei Dao Chang is not only profound, the Dharma is exquisite, the mind is not self-cultivation, and now there are successors who are also a great joy, why do you have a bitter melon look? Haotian...... When this little guy came to Baotai Temple, the poor monk also saw it, and he was a clever little guy. ”

Everyone didn't expect that Zen Master Jinguang was not angry, but smiled, looking at each other one by one, could it be that there is less incense, and it is still a good thing?

At this moment, Wuxin asked: "The abbot originally had a relationship with Na Haotian, but it was also fate. ”

Zen Master Jinguang nodded and said with a smile: "When the poor monk observed Haotian, this son was unruly like a naughty little monkey in his eyes, so he said to Yimei: "Haotian is not suitable for monks and cultivators, and has nothing to do with the Tao." As a result, the old Taoist said that he was not only related to the Tao, but also to the Buddha.

Now it seems that the poor monk has lost his eyes. This little guy really supported the Heavenly Dao Temple, which is also commendable. ”

"Abbot, however, he has robbed our devotees, of incense. "Enlightenment.

Zen Master Jinguang shook his head and said: "Incense is for worshipping gods and Buddhas, where is it not for offerings? Bathing in the Buddha will cleanse one's own soul, not to add face to anyone." What is the difference between the villagers of Chongyang Village who go to Tiandao Temple to bathe in Buddha or to Bathe in Buddha in Baotai Temple? Why should people who cultivate Buddhism and become monks argue? Wuming, your competitive heart is too heavy, remember not to have such vain thoughts in the future. ”

After speaking, Zen Master Jinguang got up and said: "That's it, I called you here today to discuss with you the grand event after the New Year......

Wu Ming could no longer hear what Zen Master Jinguang said, he only felt that his face was hot, and his heart was more ashamed than angry! He was the earliest disciple of the Wuzi generation to enter the Baotai Temple, and if he did a good job, he was likely to take over the Baotai Temple after the Jinguang Zen Master retired! What is Baotai Temple? Although it is only a small and small temple in Yongping County, it has annual incense money, government subsidies, and various donations...... Thinking about it, Wuming's eyes are a little red!