"The cemetery is run by the temple, in other words, if I die and wants to be buried, I have to go to the temple and buy a cemetery." Song Qian said happily to the three of them, "This is not all, I believe that the world after death is under the control of the Buddha, so everyone has to take a Dharma name before they are buried after death, in order to see the Buddha, a few hundred thousand yuan, equivalent to tens of thousands of yuan." ”

Happiness is contrasted, after listening to Song Qiandao's words, Zhang Qicai found that although many Chinese monks are dead to ask for money, but believers can at least have a choice, if it is really like this, some people really can't afford to die, no wonder the average life expectancy of himself ranks first in the world.

However, what is wrong is wrong, and you can't just because someone else is more wrong than you is wrong.

After listening to Song Qiandao explain the culture of the temple for a while, someone outside the door came to guide them to watch the Buddhist exchange between the Big Buddha Temple and the Nengyi Temple.

It is said that it is an exchange, but in fact, the two sides argue with each other, see who can't stand it and lose, what if you lose, the winning side will promote it for you. But this kind of debate is generally indistinguishable from the winner, because the Dharma is so philosophical that no one can convince anyone.

The little monk brought the four of them to a large hall, and there were two groups of bald monks sitting in the middle, talking and laughing kindly on both sides, drinking tea and chatting, looking like two brothers, but obviously the Chinese monk on the left was much taller than the monk on the right.

"Just sit here, don't disturb the debate of the masters." The little monk took everyone to a place not far from the two groups of people and reminded them.

"Don't worry, little master, we will keep quiet." Song Qiandao saluted and happily agreed.

In addition to the two groups of monks in the main hall, it is not that there are no others, but there are very few, about a dozen or twenty, and it seems that there are still most officials from both sides, such as Zhang Qi and Song Qiandao, these four people, are purely playing soy sauce.

On Buddhism, it sounds very impassioned, in Zhang Qi's eyes, it is a group of bald people who are idle all day long and well-read, and they collide with each other with their own cognition in the mouth, which is not fun at all.

Here comes a sentence from the Buddha, and there is a cloud in the xx scriptures, and people who have not studied Buddhism in depth sound really in the clouds.

For the sake of politeness, he was embarrassed to slip away, and Su Qin seemed to be fascinated by it, Zhang Qi immediately wondered, and asked curiously: "Do you understand?" ”

"Ahh Su Qin turned his head, exclaimed in a low voice, and replied with a slightly red face: "No, I'm counting the ring scars." ”

"Count the ring scars?" Hearing Su Qin's words, Song Qiandao, who was drinking tea next to him, almost fell under the chair, but his mouth was chattering, "This method is good, I will count it too." ”

Song Qiandao, who just wanted to learn Su Qin's strange method of counting ring scars to dispel boredom, found that he didn't need to, and the two groups of monks began to enter into a fierce debate, and there seemed to be a tendency to use force.

Monks chanting scriptures everyone has seen a lot, monks fighting, it is really rare, I saw a monk next to Master Shikong, a contemptuous voice said: "Buddha has no teaching, even if there is, this Buddhism can only be regarded as our branch, 1,400 years old, and dare to call the ancestor." ”

It turned out to be "fighting for family property", Zhang Qi's interest was raised, he had often seen this kind of thing before, several branches of a sect, competing to be the sect master, and he really hadn't seen it in modern times.

Even if he sat in the back, Zhang Qi was serious, and he could hear the sound of the Chinese translation of the Chinese translation of the Great Buddha Temple explained by the monks in the language.

While listening, while passing a message to Su Qin next to him, the four unscrupulous guys ate snacks and watched happily, sweeping away the depressed mood just now.

The two groups of monks quarreled for a while, and finally calmed down under the persuasion of Master Shikong and the great monk, but this anger was not so easy to remove.

At this time, as if the present side had been prepared, a monk with a 6-point ring scar on his head stood up and said: "Since the Great Buddha Temple thinks that we are the last branch of the branch, this kind of thing can't be argued, then, Nengyi Temple wants to see the martial arts of the sect master, I don't know if Master Shikong agrees?" ”

"This-" Shikong wanted to tell him directly, Lao Tzu didn't play, but the other party first put on a big hat of the sect master, and then asked for martial arts, you really can't refuse.

Although the monk cultivates the Buddha, whether he will fight or not, in the eyes of those monks, it is nothing, but outsiders don't think so. Being a monk is two things, chanting scriptures, practicing, monks who are idle all day long, are quite keen on practicing martial arts, since the release of the movie Shaolin Temple, if there are few warrior monks in the temple, it will be regarded as unpopular.

It is conceivable that if he is taken down by the monk today, the rumors that the Big Buddha Temple is not as good as the Nengyi Temple will fly all over the sky tomorrow.

"Master of Good Forbearance, have you thought about it, or is it a competition?" Shikong asked the monk who was speaking, and his heart quickly thought about it.

"Naturally, it's a fight, Master Shikong can rest assured, our shot will be measured." The benevolent monk with six ring scars said with a smile.

They came here today to defeat the Big Buddha Temple, and then returned to the book to publicize and put a high hat on the Nengyi Temple.

In this book, Nengyi Temple also has competitors, and if he can defeat the Great Buddha Temple, Shanren knows that those believers will definitely be excited.

I am actually very strange about the psychology of the Chinese, according to the historical trajectory, it is the process of change from inferiority to arrogance and then to extreme arrogance. But it is undeniable that there are many things that they learn from China, so if they surpass China in any aspect of their country, they can greatly meet their inner expectations.

The idea of Nengyi Temple is to take advantage of the psychology of the people, make a video back to advertise, and establish the brand of the temple, and then the money will not roll in.

"Good!" Hearing the words of benevolence, Shikong nodded and agreed, and the tone of the other party, that is the Buddha has fire, and before the fight started, he said that I would pay attention to proportion, which is simply not to put the big Buddha temple in my eyes.

Since he agreed, he couldn't lose, otherwise this face would be lost to Yuben, and his expression remained unchanged, and he cast an inquiring look at the monk sitting next to him.

"Senior brother, don't worry, they all say that foreign monks can chant scriptures, and Shi Ming has never heard of foreign monks who can do martial arts." Shi Ming said to Shi Kong very calmly.

The two brothers, Shikong likes to study Buddhism, and Shiming prefers to practice martial arts, and has been said by the master many times before that he will not change, and after Shikong took over the position of the presiding abbot, he is even more devoted to the practice of martial arts.

Shi Kong knows the ability of this junior brother, and the disciples that Shi Ming has cultivated, each of them is a martial arts maniac, and the Big Buddha Temple has today's fame, and the contribution of these people is indispensable. After all, when talking about Buddhism, it is really not as good as the propaganda effect of martial arts twice.

The rules of the competition are very simple, it is impossible to use knives and guns, each side pulls out a few warrior monks, pulls each other twice, loses the stage, and changes one until the other party shouts to stop or arrives at the meal or something, it's OK.

The one who shouts to stop first loses, and when it comes to the meal, it is considered the side with the most people who are beaten down loses. If, according to custom, lunch was eaten, there were still three hours before 1 p.m., which was enough for them to eat.

It is said that there are only eleven or twelve monks who have come to this side, and there are at most seven or eight monks in the words of the warrior monks, so if there are more than so many people sent by the Great Buddha Temple, then even if they win, they are embarrassed to say that they have defeated the other party.

Shi Ming also knows this, so the people he sent out are absolutely ranked from high to low in terms of strength.

"Ah Qi, which side do you think will win?" Seeing that the excitement is the surname of human beings, not to mention the reputation of the Longshan Big Buddha Temple, Su Qin will quickly enter the camp of fans of the Big Buddha Temple, knowing that Zhang Qi has learned martial arts, Su Qin couldn't help but ask.

looked at the two monks with similar strength in the center of the main hall, it was very exciting, but unfortunately Zhang Qi was not interested at all, both sides were warrior monks, practicing routines, and did not have a lot of martial arts experience.

"Well, it's evenly matched." The strength and speed of the two sides, and even the routines are about the same, plus Zhang Qi didn't want to analyze it carefully, so he had to answer vaguely.

Su Qin thought about it, thinking that Zhang Qi couldn't see it, and said with a smile: "I think they play well, but they are not as practical as yours." ”

The film of Shaolin Temple has too much influence on Su Qin, although she has seen Zhang Qi's methods, Su Qin also thinks that Zhang Qi is better than the two monks, but she still doesn't dare to say it, and whispers to her boyfriend.

Hearing this, Song Peihan was directly speechless, Zhang Qi had killed two kidnappers and beaten a few gangsters in front of Su Qin.

Song Peihan had seen Zhang Qi directly enter the JK thief's den single-handedly, although the process was not very clear, but listening to the gunshot, Song Peihan had long since stopped putting Zhang Qi and the two warrior monks on the field at the same level.

"If Officer Zhang goes up, he can knock over the monk with one hand." Song Peihan waved his right hand and said with certainty in his mouth.

"Of course." Seeing others praising her boyfriend, Su Qin happily took Zhang Qi's hand and responded to Song Peihan's words.

When Zhang Qi heard the words of the two, he didn't know if he should feel honored, or if he felt helpless, he was a congenital master, and he was thought to be able to beat two warrior monks who hadn't even practiced true qi, was this belittlement or praise?

"Huh?" After watching the fight on the field, Zhang Qi sighed strangely, and after Su Qin projected his eyes suspiciously, he explained: "This monk should practice the Arhat formation, which is the kind of eighteen bronze man formation mentioned in the movie, the big Buddha Temple, should be good at using the stick method, and the fist and foot kung fu is not good, and he is going to lose." ”

"Oh." After listening to Zhang Qi's words, Su Qin didn't know whether to hope that the victory of the Big Buddha Temple would satisfy his patriotism, or whether he should lose and satisfy Zhang Qi's self-confidence.

But soon, she didn't have to worry about it, and the one in the Big Buddha Temple was defeated.

(To be continued)