After some tossing, the three of them returned to the gate of the temple, at this moment the sunset has fallen, the sky is suddenly much darker, fortunately, the moon hangs high in the night sky, although it is not a full moon, it can also provide some light, plus the reflection of the snow on the ground, even if the sky is dark, it is not that you can't see your fingers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A few people rested in an inn next to them, because the price of the room was too expensive, so they only needed three rooms, two for those men from the village and one for life to live, and one for Wang Xiucai and Liu Yuanshan's master and apprentice.

After a brief dinner, everyone gathered around to clarify the matter again and again, so that it would be convenient for tomorrow's action. Then they went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, wanted to worship the Buddha, the whole courtyard was closed, and the rest of the people could only wait.

I don't know when the abbot of Duyuan was framed by the daughter-in-law of the old Gan family actually spread to the temple, and even the abbot of Xiaojue Temple knew about it. Of course, no matter whether Xiaojue Temple knows the truth or not, there is one attitude anyway, that is, it resolutely refuses to bury the crossing edge in the tower forest of the mountain behind Xiaojue Temple.

"Master, this matter is a long story, Master Watara was framed by the old Gan family, and Master Watayuan didn't actually ......" The latter words really can't be said.

"Hey, hey!" Du Ku sneered twice and said: "Whether it is black or white, you have the final say, and we have no way to verify it, but since Senior Brother Duyuan is stained with stigma, he can't be buried in Houshan Tallinn!" ”

Tallinn, the mountain behind Xiaojue Temple, is a holy place, and all the respected monks will be buried in it after they sit down.

"Since I don't know, I also ask the people from the law enforcement hall in the temple to go to Qianning Temple, and you can know the merits of it, and you can't let Master Watari be buried outside because of a suspicious word." Wang Xiucai couldn't help but be a little angry.

Liu Yuanshan also said: "This master, I want to ask, after the monk's death, the Dharma body is not stiff or hard, and when it is as flexible as life, is it a high monk?" ”

Du Ku was surprised: "Is Senior Brother Duyuan stiff or not?" ”

This is indeed a symbol of the high monks, that is, there are many monks in the Xiaojue Temple, and in the past ten years, there is only one old monk who has devoted himself to cultivating Buddhism to get the whole body relics after his death.

Liu Yuanshan studied this knowledge in his previous life, and later scientists speculated that most of the monk's incorruptibility was related to being a vegetarian during his lifetime, and no matter what his true truth was, these monks now regard this thing as a god. He hoped to rely on this persuasion to overcome the suffering.

However, Du Ku was just surprised, and after the surprise, he looked like Amitabha Buddha and said, "Let's go out, there is already a decision in the temple on this matter, and it is not something I can change." ”

"Then please tell the abbot, I originally intended to explain the truth in front of the abbot!" Li Zheng arched his hand.

"Impossible!" Du Ku's face became colder and colder, and he completely lost the appearance of a monk.

Seeing the abbot, just kidding, don't say that the abbot is easy to refuse to see people, even if he has time, he can't get these people into his meditation room, in case these vulgar country people don't choose to say anything about the two taels of silver, it will not be good!

"Yusheng, send off!"

After expressing his attitude, he immediately sat in meditation, knocked fish, and chanted sutras, as if I wanted to go to class, and you should not disturb me. And the little novice next to him looked at a few people impatiently, and said very rudely: "Several, hurry up, there are many things in the temple!" ”

The three of them were helpless and were driven out of the temple again.

At this time, the sun is gradually rising, and the sun is bright and dazzling, but slightly white, without a trace of warmth. Everyone was dejected, not knowing what to do.

It was not easy to transport the old monk from Liujia Village to Xiaojue Temple, but the people were stunned and did not accept it, and they couldn't get this Dharma body back to Qianning Temple.

The villagers are strong and have strength, and they are not afraid of trouble to get it back, but what is the matter with getting it back? Not to mention that Wata's last wish was not fulfilled, he was still tired and suffered two sins after his death!

"Or not!" After Li Zheng's son Liu Xiangyang learned the outcome of the matter, he suggested to everyone: "Let's put the Dharma body of Master Wataru at the gate of the temple, if they don't agree, we won't leave!" Look at their monastery or not? ”

"Bad idea!" Li Zheng glared at Liu Xiangyang fiercely and said, "The reputation of the temple is gone, but Master Duyuan's Dharma body is exposed in broad daylight, can you and I be at ease?" Besides, at this time, the more the affairs of Lao Gan's family are entangled, and they can't do this! ”

Liu Xiangyang admitted his mistake with a smile and asked Wang Xiucai: "Then what should I do, I can't carry it back again, right?" Why don't we scrape together some money and give it to the temple for a bribe......"

"Forget it, what you said is all crooked, this method won't work!" Li Zheng shook his head, frowning.

Wang Xiucai didn't pay attention either, and at this time, he turned his eyes to look at the apprentice who was much younger than him and asked, "What can San Lang do?" ”

Liu Yuanshan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and I can't let the Buddha here manifest, what can I do!" ”

When the weather was fine, the doors of the temple opened, and many people who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha poured in. Outside the temple gate, there were all kinds of shouts, and the originally spacious square suddenly seemed crowded.

Sellers of food, souvenirs, local products, groceries, acrobatics, monkeys are everywhere, and even a storyteller occupies a piece of land to start a storytelling, which attracts many people to watch, and from time to time there are one or two cheers.

Liu Yuanshan and his entourage passed by by the way, he listened slightly, the storyteller was talking about the Three Kingdoms, no wonder so many people were surrounded, the cultural life of this era is really single, unlike later generations, there are TV series and novels, who still runs to the mountains to listen to the story?

Ay!

A ray of light flashed in Liu Yuanshan's mind, and he suddenly had an excellent attention, and immediately stopped and said to the inside: "Don't go, I have a note, I have a good idea!" ”

"What's a good idea?" Rizheng asked with a sad face.

"Hey, hey!" Liu Yuanshan said: "Since these monks are stubborn, we have no strong means to force them to subdue, so we can only rely on public opinion to put pressure on them." ”

"Public opinion?" Wang Xiucai said with some confusion: "It's better not to, whether the matter of the Lao Gan family is true or not, it will not have a good impact on the master's reputation, in case it is torn apart, we will not be able to take advantage." ”

"That's not how to play!" Liu Yuanshan smiled and pointed to the storyteller who was surrounded by everyone not far away: "Do you want to hear a beautiful story, I guarantee that it is a hundred times better than the Three Kingdoms that this person said!" ”