Early the next morning, Su Qiubai drove up Yushan, and saw a lot of pilgrims along the way, and suddenly felt a lot of relief.

The car couldn't go any further when it was halfway up the mountain, so Su Qiubai got out of the car and walked to the top of the mountain on foot.

After walking for a while, Su Qiubai raised his eyes and saw that the mountain gate had already entered the line of sight, so he quickened his pace.

"Tsk, it's very fierce!" There was a sudden sigh behind him, and Su Qiubai intuitively felt that this was said to him, so he stopped and looked back.

I saw a ragged beggar sitting on the ground, staring at Su Qiubai with a smile, and when he saw him looking back at himself, he immediately grinned, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.

Su Qiubai stared at him for a long time, thinking that this was just a beggar with mental problems, so he ignored him and continued to walk forward.

"Nothing to return, nothing to return!" The beggar muttered again.

Su Qiubai ignored him, continued to speed up his pace, and entered the temple gate after a while.

After entering the temple, a little novice saluted Su Qiubai with his hands folded and recited a Buddha name in his mouth.

Su Qiubai returned the salute and asked casually, "Little Master, can you introduce me to the abbot of your temple?" ”

Xiao Shami had obviously heard of this kind of request, and habitually glanced at Su Qiubai, and saw that he was just a young man in ordinary clothes, so he looked down on him. Usually come to see the abbot is either an official or a businessman with a successful career, he is a poor boy, what good can he do when he sees the abbot?

"This benefactor, the abbot is chanting in the room, and there is no guest." The little novice replied.

Su Qiubai knew that it was not so easy to see the abbot, so he pulled Xiao Shami aside and said politely: "Little Master, I won't tell you, there are some unclean things in my house, I want to ask if there is any solution to it, please introduce it to me." ”

The little novice showed a look of sudden realization and said to him, "Donor, please come with me." ”

Su Qiubai thought that he was going to take himself to see the abbot, so he hurriedly followed, but after walking for a while, they came to a place where there were more people, and it didn't look like a place where the abbot lived.

The little novice took him to the place where he sold Buddhist beads, jade and other things, and said, "If the donor needs to exorcise evil spirits, he only needs to buy some enlightened magic weapons here, and there is no need to alarm the abbot and his old man." ”

Su Qiubai suddenly understood, this was to make him spend money. Although he thinks that this kind of hypermarket-like thing is not really anything, it doesn't hurt to take a look.

Su Qiubai walked to the counter and took a look, and saw that most of the things placed in the counter were Buddhist beads and Buddha statues, and the little monk in the counter saw that he was staring at those things with interest, so he enthusiastically recommended: "Does the donor want to exorcise evil spirits or protect himself?" These are all lit by the abbot himself, why don't you take them out and show you? ”

When Su Qiubai heard this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, in the quiet place of Buddhism, but there was still such a thing as buying and selling with money, he always felt a sense of nondescriptry.

But since they have all come, there is no harm in taking a look, so Su Qiubai pointed to a string of Buddhist beads that looked quite good, and said, "Take out this string and show it to me." ”

The little monk smiled while holding the Buddha beads: "The donor is really good eyesight, and he has taken a fancy to the best of them at a glance." This is made of fine sandalwood, which was worn by the abbot for 7749 days, chanting sutras in front of the Buddha every day, and consecrating. ”

Su Qiubai didn't pay attention to his sales, but secretly used his spiritual power to probe, and found that this Buddha bead really has some aura in it, and it may be useful to wear it on the body to eliminate some minor illnesses and disasters, but to say that it is a magic weapon is too far-fetched. Listening to the meaning of the little monk, this is already the best thing in it, and it seems that there is no need to look at other things.

Su Qiubai asked casually: "How much is this?" ”

"Fifty thousand yuan." The little monk replied.

Su Qiubai was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again: "How much do you say?" ”

The little monk patiently replied again, and when he saw that his reaction was that he felt that it was expensive, he explained: "Don't think that 50,000 yuan is expensive, don't forget that this is a temple monk, and it has a miraculous effect when used to protect oneself or transport, which is naturally different from those ordinary goods." The difference is not visible to the naked eye. ”

Su Qiubai thought to himself, are you fooling the ghost? However, he did not debunk it, but said: "These are not the things I want, what I want to deal with is a real guy, and you naturally have to come up with something real." ”

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant, he pretended to look around mysteriously, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he whispered: "Since the donor said so, then the little monk will make an exception, and the donor, please come with me." ”

Su Qiubai secretly slandered in his heart, how can the monks of this temple like to be mysterious, and they don't say anything directly. But he was eager to save people, so he was embarrassed to ask more, so he honestly followed the little monk and walked to the depths of the temple.

This time, there were fewer and fewer people in the place they went, and it looked like the monks lived, Su Qiubai was overjoyed, was this going to take him to meet the real masters?

The little monk walked to the door of one of the largest monks' rooms, finally stopped, and then said to Su Qiubai mysteriously: "Donor, please wait, I will go in and ask the abbot for you." ”

Su Qiubai thought to himself that he had guessed correctly, to be the abbot of such a large temple, he should have some real skills.

After a while, the little monk finally came out and said to Su Qiubai with a smile: "Donor, please come in, the abbot agrees with you." ”

Su Qiubai entered the monk's room and saw an old monk sitting with his back to him in front of a Buddha statue chanting in a low voice, and immediately did not dare to disturb him, quietly waiting for him to speak.

The abbot read for a long time, and finally slowly spoke: "I heard that those consecration magic vessels in this temple can't enter the eyes of the donor, it seems that this donor must be an expert, if you have any requirements, you might as well say it directly." ”

Su Qiubai listened to his voice thick and steady, but he looked a little like a master, so he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I thought my friend had recently caused some unclean things, and that thing seemed to be a bit of a Taoist, so I wanted to come to your temple to see if there was any way to exorcise evil spirits." ”

The abbot let out a meaningful "oh", but did not speak for a long time.

Su Qiubai was a little puzzled, and glanced at the little monk next to him suspiciously, the little monk understood, and said to the abbot: "Abbot, the apprentice knows that your old man is reluctant to pay attention to Hongchen's affairs, but this donor is very sincere, so you can help him." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Su Qiubai's heart, and he felt that something seemed to be wrong, but he didn't rush to speak.

The abbot pondered for a long time before he said: "A monk should not meddle in the worldly affairs, everything has a cause and effect, if the poor monk messes up this cause and effect, it is really a sin." ”

Su Qiubai frowned, hearing that he meant that he didn't want to help, and according to his observation, this abbot had no spiritual power in his body, he guessed that maybe the practice of Buddhism was different, so he still held on to hope and waited to listen to his next words.

The little monk rolled his eyes, as if he understood what the abbot meant, so he pulled Su Qiubai aside, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Donor, you have also seen that our abbot is reluctant to make a move." But I can give you a little bit of construction, our temple is going to build a new Buddhist hall today, if the donor can donate some sesame oil money to show his sincerity, presumably the abbot and his old man will not refuse you. ”

At this point, Su Qiubai understood why he felt something was wrong just now, it turned out that the master and apprentice were acting for him. Seeing that they are so familiar with the road, they must have been pitted by many people.

Thinking of this, Su Qiubai suddenly felt a wave of nausea in his heart, he couldn't imagine that there was such a dirty thing in the quiet place of Buddhism, and the so-called incense was at its peak, and it was like this. People who are really capable don't need to engage in these tricks at all, so Su Qiubai is even more sure of his previous guess, this temple is just a façade, and the so-called magic is just a cloud of people.

However, after all, they are from the Buddhist sect, and Su Qiubai didn't want to embarrass them too much, so he sneered and said, "It seems that the incense money in your temple is not cheap, I don't want to move the abbot, so I will leave." ”

The little monk still wanted to keep him, but as soon as the phrase "donor" came out, he was stopped by the abbot.

"Let him go, don't you see that this is not a fool? It would be in our best interest to stop there. The old abbot spoke slowly, still facing the Buddha statue, and continued to recite the scriptures.

Su Qiubai walked out of the temple, looked back at the temple gate where people came and went, and suddenly felt a burst of ridicule, and then went down the mountain without looking back.

When passing by the old beggar again, Su Qiubai's heart suddenly moved, and he remembered what the beggar had said to him when he went up the mountain just now, he seemed to have said a word in vain, it seems that he had long expected that Su Qiubai's trip would not be fruitful. How did he know?

Thinking of this, Su Qiubai stopped beside the beggar and looked at him with interest.

The beggar was sleeping on his side at this time, with his right hand supporting his head, looking very comfortable. In the broken lunch box in front of him was a lot of money of various denominations, which looked like it was a few hundred yuan. Presumably, most of the people who come here to offer incense are kind Buddhists, and the beggar's business is naturally not far behind.

"It came out so soon, it looks like I wasn't fooled, and I'm not too stupid." The old beggar didn't open his eyes, and spoke slowly.

Su Qiubai was stunned when he heard this, there was no one else around except him, and this was undoubtedly said to him. But the old beggar had never opened his eyes from beginning to end, so how did he know that it was him?

Maybe he deliberately pretended to be asleep when he saw him coming down from the mountain just now, Su Qiubai said in his heart.

"This ...... Sir, when I saw you talking to me several times, did you see anything? Su Qiubai asked tentatively.

The old beggar still closed his eyes and said, "I didn't name or give me a surname, how do you know that I am talking to you?" ”

Su Qiubai replied patiently: "Because there is no one else around here except me. ”

Hearing this, the old beggar finally opened his eyes, pointed to his nose and said, "Why, am I not human?" ”

Su Qiubai was speechless when asked, and he also realized that the old beggar was playing tricks on him, so he lost his patience and turned around and left.

"Stop!" The old beggar stopped him.

Su Qiubai wanted to ignore him, but he was afraid of missing a good opportunity, so he hesitated again and again, but still stopped.

"If the old gentleman has anything to say, you might as well say it directly, you don't have to beat around the bush." Su Qiubai said.