Early the next morning, Bai Lian returned to the temple, with several cuts on her face, arms, and legs, and she was painful, tired, and hungry. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info walked on the mountain all night yesterday, walked and walked, but she couldn't get out of that section of the mountain road, obviously she had seen the lights of the temple, but she couldn't go anyway. Fortunately, there was a bright moon overhead, otherwise she would have been frightened by the night. Fortunately, she chanted Amitabha Buddha aloud in her mouth, otherwise Yamashin and the Earth Emperor would have driven her to a dead end. Wasn't she pushed off a cliff? Why was she able to walk back to the temple? She thought back to yesterday's experience as if in a dream.

What surprised her was that twenty or thirty people had already knelt in the temple to offer incense early in the morning. In fact, there is only one statue of a god in the temple, which is for the son of the mother. Bai Lian heard the pilgrims muttering words asking Guanyin Bodhisattva to bless them.

"White Lotus, why did you come back in just one day?" The abbot was not surprised to see Bai Lian standing at the door.

"Master, I, I..." Bai Lian didn't know how to answer, could she say how she was driving the auspicious clouds? Can you tell me what happened on the mountain? Will the master believe it? Even she didn't know what was going on.

The pilgrims were stunned when they saw the white lotus, they turned their heads and kowtowed to the white lotus at the door and prayed: "It's Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Guanyin Bodhisattva! Guanyin Bodhisattva has returned to the temple! May Guanyin Bodhisattva bless us! May Guanyin Bodhisattva bless us! ”

"Abbot, she is Guanyin Bodhisattva! Yesterday she passed by our village in the sky on white clouds! It's really her! The pilgrims said with tears in their eyes.

"Oh? White Lotus, what they said is true? The abbot felt amused and asked deliberately.

"Oh, uh-huh, uh-huh." Bai Lian squeaked, even more unsure of how to answer, nodded and shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Ah no, no, I, I don't know what's going on." ”

This confused the abbot, why did Bai Lian nod and shake his head again? Impossible, right? Is it evil? No, it is impossible for so many pilgrims to fall for evil, right? No wonder so many people suddenly come to the temple today to burn incense. Is that true? If it is true, it means that the White Lotus is the incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, so why did she bother to practice in the temple? As for the white lotus in front of her, she looks embarrassed, is she Guanyin Bodhisattva? Can Guanyin Bodhisattva be like this? If Guanyin Bodhisattva is like her, then I am not the Lord of the Buddha, at least I should be the Queen Mother, right?

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, please take a seat. Since the Bodhisattva has come to our temple, I also ask the Bodhisattva to give us guidance on the maze, preach the scriptures, and transcend sentient beings. The abbot looked at Bai Lian with a mocking face, seemed to be smiling, and said with a respectful hand.

Bai Lian's face was uncomfortable: "I, I, the abbot, you, you are..."

"Abbot, let's kneel, she is really Guanyin Bodhisattva!" One of the pilgrims said to the abbot in awe, and when he saw that the abbot was still standing, he felt that it was not a good feeling, as if he had blasphemed Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Hmph, do you think she looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva?" The abbot couldn't hold back a smile and said, "White Lotus, tell the pilgrims, are you Guanyin Bodhisattva?" ”

"No, I'm really not Guanyin Bodhisattva, I'm a white lotus." Bai Lian said word by word.

"It's... That, then you... Alas! The pilgrims were so dazed, sighed, and turned their heads back to the send-off. Aren't you clearly standing on a white cloud? It's not high above the ground, are we dazzled? ”

"Hahaha, since you're not Guanyin Bodhisattva, then why don't you kneel down and pray with them! You say you, how can I say you, Bai Lian, I haven't been in the temple for a long time, so I don't know how many catties and taels I have, and I don't know how high the sky is and how thick it is! Do you say you can ride the white clouds? Then let's drive again in front of everyone! ”

The pilgrims were silent, but they all looked at the white lotus.

"Master, I really don't have this ability." Bai Lian said ashamedly.

"Then you can recite a heart sutra to the pilgrims and talk about the heart sutra, this is always okay, right?" The abbot said solemnly.

"Master, I really haven't remembered it yet." Bai Lian felt that she was ashamed of herself.

"Haha, is this Guanyin Bodhisattva? Can Guanyin Bodhisattva save suffering and help people in this way? The abbot triumphantly sarcastically said to White Lotus: "White Lotus, since you have entered the Buddha's door, you must tell the truth, do no evil, pursue all good, stay away from fame and fortune, and devote yourself to the Buddha." Remember? ”

"Remember, master." Bai Lian said with tears in her eyes.

"Amitabha!" The abbot secretly rejoiced in his heart. "Bai Lian, from today onwards, you get up early every day and clean up the inside and outside of the temple, and you should be idle as a teacher. Every day at twelve o'clock in the morning, that is, at noon, the pilgrims also go home, you go up to the top of the hill at the entrance of the temple, grasp the clouds with your hands, practice the ability to control the clouds and fog, and see when you catch the white clouds with your hands, you don't have to practice. Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! The abbot threw down the white lotus and the pilgrims and went away.

The abbot returned to his abode, unable to calm down. I want to enter the temple by myself for more than ten years and develop the temple from scratch to what it is now. Although it is extremely shabby compared to several temples in this county, it has changed drastically compared to the situation when there were no pilgrims in the previous year. It's all her work! But how many people within a radius of ten miles have bowed to her? Can it be once? White Lotus is an unshaved girl, people actually kneel down as Guanyin Bodhisattva, and say that she has soared through the clouds, is it a scam of White Lotus or an illusion of the old folks? Isn't life like a dream and an illusion, like dew and like electricity? In either case, White Lotus has become famous. Since she has become Guanyin Bodhisattva in people's hearts, then what am I? What is it? If what people say is true, doesn't that mean that Buddhism and the White Lotus have long been married? Why is the Dharma so unfair? Doesn't Buddhism say that all beings are equal? Is it in vain to practice by yourself for more than ten years?

The more the abbot thinks about it, the more unpleasant it becomes, the existence of the white lotus in the temple, doesn't it mean that she, the abbot, is a laughing stock when she stays in the temple? No, either she goes, or Bailian goes. Are there any monks and nuns who wear hair and practice to drive monks and nuns out of the temple?

Why not?

The abbot recited the incantation. Three of the pilgrims who were kneeling suddenly fainted and fell to the ground. There was an uproar in the temple.

"Master, someone fainted, master save people!" Bai Lian hurriedly ran over and called the abbot.

The abbot pretended to trot, and as soon as he entered the temple, he shouted, "Hurry! There is a white cloud above your heads, white lotus, come down quickly! White Lotus, come down quickly! Stop poisoning the pilgrims! White Lotus, you actually drove to this temple in the clouds, don't come down quickly! ”

The pilgrims looked up and saw nothing, and were amazed! They were anxious to pinch the three fainting people, but they still couldn't wake up.

"White Lotus, come down and heal them! You are Guanyin Bodhisattva, come down and save these poor pilgrims, don't make fun of them! The abbot knelt down and begged for mercy with a sincere expression.

Bai Lian's eyes widened, not knowing what to do. She looked overhead, looked at the ground, looked at the pilgrims, looked at the abbot, and was stunned. The original white lotus, who was sensitive and daring, was gone, and became a Buddhist lay disciple who couldn't help himself.

Woe to you!