Chapter 130 Touzhu incense

There were almost no cars on the road in the early morning, and the black Lincoln was unimpeded all the way, and soon arrived at the mountain gate of Lianhu Temple. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Cheng Shen yawned and didn't leave in the car, Shen Jiamei scolded him angrily, and left with Sun Jingwei.

Sun Jingwei looked back at him deeply, "Then you can sleep for a while!" ”

Cheng Shen covered his face with his hands, and sighed in his heart, what a sin!

He is not a fool, and he can see from Sun Jingwei's eyes that this girl has affection for him, but ......

Cheng Shen didn't want to think about it anymore.

Today's Lotus Temple is very lively, and before the morning dawn arrives, hundreds of believers have climbed the mountain gate. More than 40 monks from the Lotus Monastery got up early to sweep the court and prepare everything needed for the puja.

The believers consciously sat cross-legged on the futon in the courtyard in the order of burning incense, and no one dared to make a mistake in this pure land of Buddhism.

The courtyard of Nuoda was crowded with people in the dark, but it was very quiet.

Sun Jingwei led Shen Jiamei through the crowd to the first row in front of the Buddha statue.

"Auntie, you sit down first, and when the masters come out, the head pillar incense is yours." Sun Jingwei pointed to the first futon on the left-hand side.

Seeing the situation in front of her, Shen Jiamei was a little nervous, she pinched the small bag she was carrying, and asked quietly: "Jingwei, I came in a hurry, I only brought 100,000 yuan, and I don't know if the incense is enough?" She heard that the price of Touzhu incense was scary, and she saw that many of the people sitting in the courtyard were big people with heads and faces in Ancheng, and she was even more panicked.

Sun Jingwei smiled and pressed Shen Jiamei's small bag with his hand, "No, Auntie, my dad has finished arranging, you sit first." ”

Sun Jingwei walked to Sun Reclamation, who was next to Shen Jiamei, and said a word, Sun Reclamation opened his eyes, and the two eyeballs burst out. He turned his face and said with a smile: "Old sister, I am Jingwei's father, welcome to you!" ”

Although Shen Jiamei didn't know Sun Reclamation's true identity, she could guess that he was a big man on the road, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, but fortunately, she had also been in business for many years, and she had a few polite words with Sun Reclamation, but she didn't lose the scene.

Yin Hai and Yin Qinghe, who were sitting in the second row, looked at Shen Jiamei and wondered for a while, I don't know who this middle-aged woman is? Although they privately gave Tengda Company a lot of projects, they did it through their subordinates, and they never met Shen Jiamei.

While......

A chime sounded, melodious spread in the thousand-year-old temple, people straightened their waists at the same time, and the vulgar thoughts in their hearts disappeared.

The puja began.

The little monks standing around the courtyard put their hands together and hung the Buddha number high, about a dozen old monks wearing big red robes came out from the back side of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the head was the abbot of the Lotus Temple, the second one was tall and big and fat, standing in the crowd was very conspicuous, it was the fat monk who was not stupid, and the senior monks behind were both the monks of the Lotus Temple and the monks of the outer temple who were invited.

The monks of all sizes burned incense and worshiped the Buddha after chanting, tossed for a while, and finally ended. The following is the incense part of the believers.

Sun Jingwei accompanied Shen Jiamei to take three high incense sticks that were taller than people, respectfully lit them and inserted them into the large incense burner in front of the Buddha statue.

Shen Jiamei knelt in front of the Buddha, folded her hands, and made three wishes. First, the son is safe and sound, and he can find his daughter-in-law quickly. The second is that the family has a wide range of financial resources and earns more money. The third is to bless the family without illness and disaster.

After the incense was burned, Sun Chonghai burned two incense sticks in front of him, followed by the celebrities of Yinhai and Ancheng, who stepped forward in order.

These people present gathered almost all the elites of the business community in Anseong, and their net worth together was almost half of Anseong.

When everyone finished the incense, there was already a lot of light in the sky, and the red morning sun reflected thousands of lotus mountains and thousands of colors.

The abbot of the Lotus Temple was just about to open his mouth and invite the believers to go to the hall for some morning fasting. Suddenly a person walked in outside the door, and the fat monk jumped down the steps like clockwork, and took three steps and two steps in front of this person. A flower-like smile appeared on his fat face, and he waved again and again, "Little Living Buddha, you also have time to participate in the Festival!" Please, please tell us the true meaning of the Dharma. ”

Cheng Shen looked at the people in the courtyard, especially his own mother who was still inside, and couldn't help but scold Wu Idiot thousands of times in his heart.

Put Nima's stinky fart, master, what will I do with the true meaning of Buddhism, I just slept enough below and waited for annoyance, and came up to see the excitement.

The abbot of the Lotus Temple also stepped forward enthusiastically, and put Cheng Shen on the stage with one left and one right.

There was a small uproar in the crowd, and I don't know what kind of virtue and ability this later person had, but he was so valued by the two great monks, and he kept respecting him as a little living Buddha. It seems that this is a fashionable young man, where is the shadow of a living Buddha.

Except for the father and son of the Yin family who had seen Shen Baigui's nocturnal methods, the rest were confused, including Shen Jiamei and the Sun family's father and daughter. Sun Jingwei blinked his big eyes and looked up at Cheng Shen, somehow, his heart was beating hard.

How many secrets is hidden in this man?

"Master Long Huai, Master Bodhi, this is a little living Buddha who has the Dharma to the sky, the old man has seen his old man's great magical powers with his own eyes, you seem to visit him." Wu Zhi consciously had a light on his face, and he was busy introducing Cheng Shen to the two masters of the outer temple.

Master Long Huai and Master Bodhi looked at an international famous brand, Cheng Shen with a reluctant face, and smiled secretly in their hearts, this confused monk of the Lotus Temple, this is obviously a young man rolling in the red dust, how can he be a living Buddha who is proficient in Buddhism.

"Haha, the good joke told by the idiot master, the old man admires it, as for this little benefactor, Yushu Linfeng, that, very handsome, haha!"

Master Bodhi even sneered, "What's wrong with the Lotus Temple?" Do you put on a skit at the festival? You are blaspheming the Buddha. As soon as he flicked his long sleeves, he was about to leave angrily.

Wu Idiot was furious, "Bodhi, you old bald donkey, how can you recognize the true Buddha with the naked eye, if it weren't for the Fa today, the old man would have to beat you all over the ground to find teeth." ”

Master Bodhi trembled angrily, "No fool, how can you have a little bit of monastic cultivation and vulgarity." ”

The believers below have opened their eyes today, and for the first time they have seen monks fighting on such a solemn occasion as the puja.

The abbot hurriedly came over to persuade him, and couldn't stop begging Cheng Shen, "Little Living Buddha, you see so many monks and believers waiting for you!" Just tell us a little bit about the Dharma, just a little bit. ”

The monks of the temple bowed down together, and their mouths hung high, "Please preach the Dharma for us." ”

Cheng Shen, who is difficult to ride a tiger, can't wait to be a bald donkey now, master, I will be a bullshit Dharma. But at the moment, it would be too embarrassing if you had stage fright in this form, especially when your mother was still sitting below.

In desperation, Cheng Shen took out a thin incense stick, without saying a word, turned around and silently lit it in front of the fire and inserted it in the incense burner.

During the whole process, no one made a sound, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching him in the Lotus Temple.