Jiang Yiming had just walked out of the urban village where Ding Long's house was located, and while he was sitting in the car, his mobile phone rang, and it was a call from Chen Xi.

"Yiming, are you free now? My mother told me to go to Fuhua Temple to burn incense and go to bad luck. She usually goes to Fuhua Temple to worship Buddha when she has nothing to do, and she has taken me there a few times. ”

"It's a good thing to go to bad luck, of course I'm free, do you want to pick you up?"

"You come to pick me up at Chen's Pharmacy, hurry up!"

Jiang Yiming turned around and drove in the direction of Chen's pharmacy. When he arrived, he saw Chen Xi and Qiao Ruoying sitting behind the counter.

Seeing that there was a light bulb, Jiang Yiming felt a little disappointed in his heart, he thought that Chen Xi was the only one who went to Fuhua Temple with him.

"Grandpa, we're going to Fuhua Temple, you can watch the shop yourself." Chen Xi saw Jiang Yiming coming and said goodbye to Chen Lao.

"Burn a few more pillars of incense, and remember to put money in the merit box! You two really didn't have a lot of luck today. Elder Chen explained carefully, "Xiao Jiang is bothering you." ”

Jiang Yiming dispelled the disappointment in his heart, smiled and said, "Where is the trouble, I just happen to be fine." But why is the deputy mayor's daughter here? ”

"Oh, her father is my student, and Chen Xi and I have been friends since childhood, so they come to me to breathe when they are bored at home." Chen Lao smiled and said.

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Speaking of Fuhua Temple, it is very famous in Baisha City, it is said to have a history of seven or eight hundred years, and it is a temple built in the Yuan Dynasty. Moreover, the monks in the temple have not heard of any bad deeds, and the tickets are also very cheap, only ten yuan per time.

The former suburb of the city has been transformed into a city center, and Fukkaji Temple is a low-rise building that is rare to see in a city full of high-rise buildings. It was like coming from the forest to the grassland, and I felt that my vision was much broader.

Jiang Yiming thought in his heart: I don't know if these monks can do the morning class smoothly in the sound of the car engine coabling?

When he bought the tickets, there was a long line in front of him, and he counted them, and there were about a hundred people.

"Oh, Fuhua Temple used to not have to queue up when buying tickets, only three or four queues at most, why has it become so popular now?" Seeing the hot scene of Fuhua Temple, Chen Xi said in surprise.

A middle-aged aunt in front of Chen Xi said: "I heard that the Buddha of Fuhua Temple has appeared, and many people have come from all over the town, little girl, are you also here to worship the Buddha?" ”

"Well, my friends and I came to burn incense to get rid of bad luck, and I haven't been feeling good lately." Chen Xi's smile couldn't even be resisted by a middle-aged aunt.

The aunt enthusiastically introduced the reason why she came to Fuhua Temple: "I, I am burning incense for my daughter who is in the third year of high school, and ask the Buddha to bless her to be admitted to the first book." I used to come once a month, but recently I heard that the Buddha of Fuhua Temple had appeared, so I changed to come once a week. ”

Jiang Yiming was bored behind Qiao Ruoying, listening to Chen Xi and the aunt's nonsense, and after half an hour, it was finally their turn to buy tickets to go in. The good news woke him up from his lethargy.

As soon as you enter the Fuhua Temple, there is a bronze statue, a bald head and big ears guy holding his fingers and smiling at everyone who enters.

"It is said that this monk was the first abbot of Fuhua Temple, and it was he who built the temple. At that time, it was the middle and late Yuan Dynasty, and the Han people in the south were not doing well. However, Buddhism was popular in the Yuan Dynasty, and many people went to eat as monks...... "Chen Xi is obviously very familiar with Fuhua Temple, and he narrates the history of this statue.

Bypassing the statue of the first presiding officer, there is a wide stone square. Of course, this magnanimity is the size of a tennis court by ancient standards. If you look closely, you can see that there are many gentle pits in the slate.

Chen Xi pointed to the shallow recess and said: "It is said that in ancient times, there were many warrior monks in Fuhua Temple, and they practiced in this square, and these shallow pits were stepped out of by them. ”

"Impossible, the ancients were so powerful? Knocked the slate incave? Jiang Yiming was the first to disbelieve it.

Qiao Ruoying also shook her head, indicating that she didn't believe this rumor.

Chen Xi puffed out his cheeks and said with some anger: "Even if you don't believe it, I also listened to what others said." Jiang Yiming, do you want to listen to my introduction? If you don't listen, you will just burn the incense and leave! ”

"Hehe, it's so boring to leave after burning incense. I'm starting to wear only my ears now, and I don't open my mouth until it's critical. Jiang Yiming hurriedly said that he had said the wrong thing and would correct it immediately.

Chen Xi was obviously very familiar with Fuhua Temple, and after roughly introducing the two of them, he came to the incense shop. The incense here is not the same as a 10 yuan ticket, and there are dozens of kinds from low to high.

As the price increases, the incense also becomes coarser and larger. The most expensive ones are arm thick, and the price is also very touching, and ordinary people can only buy one with two or three months of salary. Fortunately, there is no forced sale here, so you can buy whatever kind of incense you want.

Chen Xi took the two of them to choose general incense, but the amount was a bit much, 30 burns per person. Then she avoided the busy, smoky main hall and came to a slightly remote hall.

"Actually, there is no need to choose Shakyamuni Buddha to worship the Buddha, other Bodhisattvas can also be, let's be here." Chen Xi lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in the incense burner. Then light all the remaining twenty-seven incense sticks.

After burning incense and kneeling down, Jiang Yiming proposed to go to the main hall to see the Buddha statue that appeared to the spirit: "Anyway, it's a stop, let's take a look at the main hall when we go back, what do you think?" ”

Chen Xi and Qiao Ruoying, the two girls, were also a little curious and did not object.

Although each temple claims to be effective, everyone knows the actual effect. However, Fuhua Temple is so powerful that it is not easy for believers to take the initiative to spread it.

Jiang Yiming squeezed in through the crowd, carefully avoiding the believers who worshiped the Buddha. He looked carefully at the Buddha statue in the center of the main hall, which was more than five meters high, and found nothing different. However, he remembered that he had seen Ding Long's soul in the spiritual light vision, so he gave it a try.

It didn't matter if he tried it, what he saw was vastly different. The five-meter-tall statue of Shakyamuni Buddha emitted dazzling white light, looking like the aura emitted by a five-meter-tall giant.

The aura of ordinary people is just a faint white light, like a 5-degree energy-saving lamp; And the light emitted by this Buddha statue is like a 100-watt energy-saving lamp, which is very different.

"What's the matter with the white light emitted by this Buddha statue? It's just a dead statue! Jiang Yiming had a big question in his heart, but no one answered this question, so he could only find the answer by himself.

At this time, a devotee who had finished worshipping the Buddha statue got up and was about to leave. Jiang Yiming saw that the white light around the Buddha statue was separated and fell on the believer who was leaving, making his aura a little stronger.

"How can you react? Is it really alive! Jiang Yiming was terrified, the phenomenon he saw just now was somewhat beyond his imagination.

He looked over the incense burners, and wisps of white smoke drifted out of the incense and merged into the body of the five-meter-tall Buddha statue. It looks like a Buddha statue enjoying incense.

Jiang Yiming looked down at the spiritual light intensity on his body, which had the appearance of eighty watts, but it was not as good as this Buddha statue.

"What are you looking at, Yiming?" Chen Xi's words rang out.

Jiang Yiming shook his shoulders, took two steps out and said, "It's nothing, have you seen the Buddha statue to absorb the incense?" ”

"What are you kidding, the gods and Buddhas in myths and legends will absorb incense, and the real Buddha statues are all clay carved wooden tires, and there is no mana at all. Have you been influenced by these incense people and feel that the Buddha has appeared? Chen Xi smiled and said.

After Jiang Yiming heard Chen Xi's words, he pretended to be embarrassed and touched his head and said, "Yes, what you said is too right." The incense is burned, and the bad luck on you and Qiao Ruoying is gone, let's leave, right? ”

"Alright, let's go!" Chen Xi turned his head to find his best friend Qiao Ruoying, but he didn't see it after scanning the hall twice, frowned and said, "It's strange, she was still here just now, why is she missing now!" ”