"At one time, the Buddha was in the Garden of Solitude, and there were 1,250 great monks and monks, all of whom were great arhats, knowledgeable by all, and the great disciples such as the elder Sariputta, Mahamu and ......... and the Bodhisattvas Mahasattva, Prince Manjushri, Ayita Bodhisattva, Gandhahati Bodhisattva, Constant Diligence Bodhisattva, and all the great Bodhisattvas such as the Bodhisattvas......"

In the treasure hall, the Buddhist scriptures say, the monk's voice is like a bell, echoing in the main hall.

In front of the hall, many dignitaries listened to the voice of the Buddha, smelled the incense, wore candlelight, felt calm, the whole body was safe, and listened to the scriptures with a pious face.

The sound of chanting sounded leisurely, and the Buddhas in the treasure hall were swaying between the incense candles and the green smoke, like a living light, and in the hazy room, there was a Buddha rhyme rippling in the meantime.

At the end is the majesty of the Hehefo family.

Half an hour later, the monk in front of the hall, wearing a golden and red robe, stopped speaking and finished speaking.

Needless to say, some of the dignitaries below have questions.

"Master, what do you mean by the Vajrasata mantra, 'Hum Ah Ah, Ban Qin, Gollum, Panma, Siddhi'?"

The question was asked by a woman.

The fat-headed and big-eared monk smiled slightly, clasped his palms together, and said, "This benefactor's question is very easy to answer. Gollum is the body, Panma is wisdom, Panma is the Dharma body of the Buddha, and Siddhi is achievement. If you recite a sentence of Amitabha, just a sentence of Amitabha, you will have enough of the three bodies of Dharma, retribution, and incarnation, and you will also have enough of a Huayan Sutra, and you will also have enough of a Lotus Sutra..."

The fat-headed and big-eared monk with a treasure on his face solemnly explained.

Next, many people asked questions, and the monks answered them one by one, which made His Royal Highness's nobles even more pious in their hearts.

"Please preside over Fashan to pray for the blessings of the donors. ”

A monk in Tsing Yi carried a bamboo tube like something to the presiding officer of Fashan.

The monk grabbed three bamboo sticks at random and handed them to another monk in Tsing Yi.

Then he got up and recited the Buddha's name and left.

The monk holding three bamboo sticks recited three names.

Two women and a man, an obese middle-aged man, a beautiful woman with good makeup, and one Hatsune.

The others couldn't help but sigh when they heard that they didn't have their own names. Master Yuanshan is famous for his blessings, otherwise there would not be so many dignitaries and nobles coming. Some of them have recently had problems in their official careers, and some of them have difficulties in business, and they all want to ask the master to help them pray for blessings.

It's just that every time the Dharma Festival is held, Master Yuanshan only selects three destined people to pray for blessings, and no matter how much he asks, he will not tell you the first half of the Zen machine.

It's the rule.

Only Hatsune heard that there was her name, and her face was faintly uncomfortable.

She came five times, and four times she was drawn, and every time the monk prayed for blessings, he poured her a bowl of fragrant ash water, which was unpleasant.

And although the other party's eyes looked at her as kind as Maitreya Buddha, it was just that Hatsune always felt that there was something hidden in the other party's eyes, which made her uncomfortable.

Moreover, she studied under Jiang Xiaobai, a cultivator, and was not interested in worshipping Buddha or anything at all, and her intuition told her that she always felt that the other party was pretending to be a ghost, and she had to drink the fragrant ash water.

Hatsune was naturally unhappy, she felt that these nobles were a little blind, including her father.

Master is the real master!

In Hatsune's careful thoughts, Master Jiang Xiaobai is the real hermit immortal.

However, Master should be in the provincial capital soon.

When Hatsune thought of this, the unease in her heart was quickly blown away by the wind, and her face showed joy.

"That's right, Hatsune's niece has a deep Buddhist relationship with Master Yuanshan, it's really enviable, you see that my niece is laughing. ”

Among the incense owners, Fang Xingyuan's family and Wang Wensheng's family are in the front and back rows.

Fang Xingyuan looked sideways at Hatsune and quipped, a subtle look flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that the master and my daughter really have a bit of fate. ”

Wang Wensheng echoed with a smile, and he couldn't help but be a little happy.

Many of the dignitaries here are more prominent than his royal family, and they are all believers presided over by this distant mountain, and the children of other people's families are not as blessed as their daughter Hatsune.

.................

In a quiet room, green lights and incense are burning, and the Buddha sculpture is solemn.

A large "Zen" character is located in the center of the room.

A low table of green wood, with an incense burner on the table and two futons under the table, is simple and simple.

The first incense owner to come in was the middle-aged fat man, the owner of a listed home appliance company, with a net worth of more than one billion.

In fact, this boss Ma has not been bothered recently, because the company has just won an excellent sales point in the hands of several competitors, and it is about to start business, everything is ready, and the mood is naturally relaxed.

With the gold degree of that location, you can definitely make a lot of money.

Business is going well, and there are no problems with the family, so naturally there is nothing to worry about, but he is quite happy to get the guidance of this famous master, because the other party has helped him very effectively.

Therefore, he was convinced of the ability of the master of the distant mountains.

Before praying for blessings, as usual, Master Yuanshan muttered, and then handed him a bowl of fragrant ash water.

Boss Ma didn't hesitate and drank it.

He didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt that it would be better for his body to drink it, because it was blessed by the master's mantras.

After drinking, Boss Ma didn't have any major matters to ask, so he asked some trivial things.

Master Yuanshan said some Zen witty words with his eyebrows hanging down blindly, and Boss Ma felt that he had benefited a lot.

At this moment, suddenly there was a strange light in the monk's eyebrows, and he muttered a small strange sound in his mouth.

I saw that Boss Ma's eyes slowly became confused, like a wooden man, stupid.

"Which department did you win the bid for, and who is it?"

At this time, the master of the distant mountain had changed his appearance, and the solemn posture of the treasure had changed to a casual joke, and his big face was full of banter and gloom, and even his body was tilted.

Where is there still a high-ranking monk just now, if the incense master outside sees it, he will definitely not be able to recognize it.

"Bureau of Industry and Commerce, Director Mu Yuanmu. ”

Boss Ma's eyes were blank, like a robot, and he spoke word by word.

When Master Yuanshan heard this, there was a hint of smugness in his eyebrows.

“........”

Ten minutes later, Boss Ma came out of the quiet room with a look of joy on his fat face.

Master Yuanshan is really a wonderful person, and the more he thinks about the Zen machine, the more flavorful it becomes.

He didn't even remember what had happened.

After him, a second destined person entered, a beautiful woman with a good appearance.

The beautiful woman was here for the first time, and she heard that the master was very good at solving her doubts, so she came.

In the quiet room, the beautiful woman frowned and drank the bowl of fragrant gray water.

And at that moment, the eyes of the fat-headed and big-eared master unscrupulously beautified the woman's ripe figure.

There was a violent and evil nakedness in those eyes.

The murmur resumed, and the monk's eyes glowed with a gray evil light, staring at the beautiful woman who had put down the bowl.

The beautiful woman's eyes gradually became dull.

"Haha, the new product is good. ”

The monk laughed profusely, got up and pushed the beautiful woman to the ground rudely, and then peeled the other party into a **** lamb with three or two blows.

In the incense burning of the Golden Buddha, there is a sin in the meditation room that goes down to the mountain and the fire of hell.

Bodhisattvas sit in the hall, and evil monks deceive the world.