I thought that Zhu Song's Chinese, these Korean leopards should not understand it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who would have thought that not only those little novices showed shocked expressions, but even the North Koreans who were onlookers began to talk about it:

"Who is this man? It doesn't look like a poor person with no silver in his clothes, how can he not pull out a dime?"

"Who knows? However, it was their subordinates who squeezed a way out. ”

"Be careful, these people are bright people, and it's better for us to talk quietly."

Zhu Youyi, who knew Zhu Song's character, naturally felt that Zhu Song's actions and words were ridiculous, but these soldiers of the Korean Kingdom didn't know bullshit.

So in the face of Zhu Song's performance, the North Koreans who were watching just felt that this Ming man was too hateful, and he was shameless to the extreme.

"Uncle Song, why don't we give them a few taels of silver? It's just a send to Hanako! ”

Xu is people from the Korean Kingdom who were watching were uncomfortable, and Zhu Youjiao whispered in Zhu Song's ear.

"Give what?" Zhu Song glared at Zhu Youjiao and said, "It's good for Lao Tzu to give them a spiritual encouragement, how can it be dropped, do you want to complain about this group of monks?"

"My ......" Zhu Youyi was about to cry, do you want to say it so explicitly?

"Alright, alright, let's go!" Zhu Song really wanted to leave this time, staying with such a group of ignorant mortals, and even his IQ was lowered.

"How can you speak like that, this benefactor?" Xiao Shami chased after people's buttocks and asked, "My Yuan Master has spent so much Buddha power to raise funds for the Buddha Temple, if this donor is unwilling to give, why should he speak ill of him?"

"Bad words?"

Damn, isn't this still licking your face and asking for money?

This time Zhu Song couldn't bear it anymore, he turned his head to look at the little novice and said, "You just said that your Yuan Master consumed Buddha power?" Forgive me for not seeing anything earth-shattering?"

"The donor is too demanding." Xiao Shami's face also had anger on his face, "My Yuan Shi is an elder of the Buddha Temple, and his status in the Buddha Temple is respected, so he is naturally a profound Dharma. It is reasonable that the donor is not a member of my Buddhist sect, and he cannot see the Buddha power diffused around my master's body. As for the earth-shattering things, can you let these papers spontaneously combust?"

When he said the other thing, a sarcastic smile appeared on the novice's face.

Damn, who is this looking down on?

Don't be ashamed, I'll lift your last fig leaf!

"Bullshit!" Zhu Song's forehead was bruised, "Do you really think Lao Tzu is the same as this group of ignorant mortals?" Since you yourself are shameless, let Lao Tzu paste your face back. ”

"Yuanfa, how can you talk to this benefactor like this?" Just when Zhu Song wanted to step forward, the old monk walked over with an indifferent face.

"Master Yuan, this donor ......" The face of the little novice named Yuanfa changed slightly, and he was about to argue.

At this time, Yuan Shi's face turned grim and said, "Yuan Fa, you have moved your anger again!"

"Amitabha, the disciple knows that he is wrong!" Yuan Fa shuddered all over his body and immediately admitted his mistake.

"Well, you can help Yuankong and them clean up the Buddha vessels." Master Yuan commanded Yuan Fa, then turned his head to look at Zhu Song, made a Buddha salute, and said, "Amitabha, Lao Qu Buddha Temple Fa Zhen!"

"Fazhen?" Zhu Mengcan blinked his eyes and said, "Didn't that little monk just call you Yuanshi?"

"Oh, the little donor misunderstood." Fa Zhen smiled and said, "All the disciples of my Buddha Temple, all the disciples of the Yuan Zitou take Lao Qu as their teacher, and the disciples all call Lao Qu the Yuan Master."

"I see." Zhu Mengcan nodded and said, "But Master Fazhen, there shouldn't be anything for us here, right?" Then we'll take our leave! ”

"Wait!"

Where would the old monk let Zhu Song and them go, Zhu Song had spoken to Yuan Fa before, but he listened to it all, it was too unpleasant, and it was obviously provoking the Buddha Temple, if you don't say it clearly, you must not let them go easily.

"I know what you're going to say." Zhu Song looked at the old monk Fa Zhen and said, "If I am not mistaken, the yellow paper that you just threw into the air has already been soaked in white phosphorus by you." Bai Lin is very easy to catch fire, as long as you throw the stack of yellow paper as high as possible in the air, it will naturally be set on fire after full exposure to sunlight......

With Zhu Song's narration, the expression on the old monk's face has long since lost its previous indifferent expression, and it has changed from blue to red, from red to white...... It has changed several times.

Although I don't know what the white phosphorus in this person's mouth is, I think it is similar to what he scribbled on yellow paper.

"How do you explain the yellow paper neatly arranged in mid-air?" Fazhen continued to ask.

"That's just your lackey. luck, it just so happens that there is a breeze blowing at this moment, if you have to say that the Buddha helps, then I can't do it. ”

Zhu Song shrugged his shoulders and continued: "You Buddhists all say that 'monks don't speak', I don't know if your behavior is considered to deceive believers, anyway, I won't believe it. Also, in order to raise money for the renovation of the temple temple, at least some real materials should be produced, right?"

"This ......" Fazhen was speechless by Zhu Song, and his face was very embarrassed.

"Alright, I'm not interested in exposing you either." Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "You continue to raise your donations, and we will continue to visit our Gyeongju City, and the two have nothing to do with each other."

"This donor, do you have time to go to the Buddha Temple with the old man to sit down?" When the old monk saw that Zhu Song was leaving, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly asked.

Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, nodded his nose, and said, "Are you inviting us?"

"Yes!" Fa Zhen nodded again and again, and said: "Since the donor has seen through the old man's tricks, but he has not exposed the old man, in order to thank the donor, the old man wants to invite the donor to sit in the Buddha Temple."

"Uncle Song, let's go!" Zhu Mengcan's eyes lit up, "I've been to all the major temples and Taoist temples in our Ming Dynasty, but I haven't been to foreign monk temples, so let's take a visit, right?"

"Uncle Song, Meng Can is right." Zhu Youyi also coaxed and said: "No matter how you say that this Buddha Temple is also one of the holy places of Buddhism in the Kingdom of Korea, look at this Buddha Temple, we are not coming to Gyeongju City for nothing, right?"

"Stop!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Even if I don't promise you, you two will grind me to death along the way, right?" Let's go, since you want to go to Bulguksa Temple, let's go and see it! ”

"Really? Uncle Song, you are so good! The two little guys all came to their senses and thanked Zhu Song again and again.

"Since the donor agrees, then please wait for a while, and when the old man has arranged the things here, he will take the donor to the temple!"

The old monk Fazhen seemed to be very happy, answered Zhu Song's call, turned around and walked towards the little novices.

……

Bulguksa Temple in the Joseon Kingdom has many exquisite Buddhist temples, and it is one of the few temples where incense is always lit to this day.

The mountain gate of Bulguksa Temple is located on the mountain road away from the temple, and it can only enter the front yard of Bulguksa Temple after a long incense road, a lotus pond, and a three-hole arch bridge.

The incense road is a landscape corridor to enter the holy land of Buddhism, so that the mood of the worshippers is changed, and the atmosphere of the temple is set off, and the effect of "solemn Dharma realm" and "Ciyun universal protection" is indeed achieved, forming the artistic conception of "twenty miles of pine is exhausted, and the green mountain is held out of the palace of the Buddha king".

Walk into the mountain gate of Foguo Temple, cross the three-hole stone bridge for the Tianwang Gate, the four heavenly kings stand on both sides, and face the Foguo Temple complex built on a high stone pedestal.

Zhu Song and the others saw that outside the mountain gate of Bulguksa Temple, there were many devout Koreans who came to worship at Bulguksa Temple, reciting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, clasping their hands together, and their faces were pious.

Watching these Buddhists of the Joseon Kingdom slowly pour into the Buddha Temple, the old monk Fazhen waved his hand at Zhu Song and them, and came all the way from the path to the Tianwang Gate at the innermost part of the mountain gate.

Zhu Song was actually curious about everything in the Buddha Temple, so as soon as he came to the long road of the mountain gate, he began to look around.

There are naturally knowing the guest monks in front of the mountain gate of the Buddha Temple, but compared with the incense road, lotus pond and three-hole arch bridge of the mountain gate, the last Tianwang Gate has a special significance, and there are two tall warrior monks guarding it.

Seeing that Zhu Song and they had come in with Elder Fazhen, the two Buddhist monks guarding the door just clasped their hands together at Zhu Song, smiled, and let them in.

After entering the Tianwangmen, he finally entered the front yard of the Buddha Temple, and the tall pedestal appeared in front of him.

"Further on is the Daxiong Palace." Fa Zhen pointed to the main hall in front of him and began to introduce them to Zhu Song.

Behind the Daxiong Hall is the hall of no words, the mountain behind the hall is steep, on the homeopathic surface, respectively, the courtyard group of the Pilu Palace, the Guanyin Palace, all adopt the layout form that the corridor surrounds it.

Along the way, Zhu Song saw that the Buddhist believers who had just passed through the Tianwang Gate were constantly entering and exiting from the Daxiong Hall and other halls, and occasionally there would be gorgeously dressed Korean nobles who appeared here, and were greeted or sent out of the Daxiong Hall by one or two well-known monks.

"Great monk, your Wushuo, Guanyin and other halls seem to be extremely similar to many temples in my Ming Dynasty and Tang Dynasty!"

Zhu Song looked at those temples, although there was appreciation on his face, but in his heart he was frantically complaining about the ability of the North Koreans to 'copy and paste'.

Regarding the little bit of ridicule in Zhu Song's words, Fa Zhen didn't care, but smiled faintly:

"The culture of China has a long history, and over the years, whether it is Silla, Goryeo or the current Kingdom of Korea, we have been learning from Chinese culture! Not to mention...... My Buddha is merciful, and I will purify the world! ”

Speaking of the latter, Fazhen also came to a monk's favorite saying.

"Learn its culture, take its essence, and remove its dross?" Zhu Song muttered a few words and said, "You are honest."

In this way, everyone chatted as they walked, and the old monk also pointed out the buildings in the temple from time to time and introduced them to them.

In the west courtyard of Foguo Temple, Anyang Gate and Bliss Hall form the central axis, Bliss Hall is located in the center of the two courtyards, surrounded by corridors, the east and west courtyards are parallel, and the plane layout of many courtyards is really quite distinctive.

Entering the final Hall of Bliss, the first thing Zhu Song saw were the three huge Buddha statues on the left, middle and right.

The Buddha statue on the left is the Medicine Buddha of Nanwu Disaster Elimination and Longevity, that is, the Buddha of the Great Doctor King; In the center is the Buddha Shakyamuni, that is, the Buddha; And on the far right is Nam Mu Amitabha Buddha, that is, Amitayus Buddha.

These three Buddhas are the most common Buddhas in Mahayana Buddhism!

Of course, as the elder of the Buddha Temple, the master of all the disciples of the Yuan Zi of the Buddha Temple, Fa Zhen is very prestigious in the Buddha Temple.

The little novices who passed by the old monk's side or the young and middle-aged monks with a slightly higher status all bent down slightly to greet Fa Zhen.

After taking Zhu Song and them into the back hall of the Hall of Bliss, Fa Zhen said to Zhu Song: "Donor, you can visit here, the old man will go down and change into a monk's robe, and he will come back in a while." ”

The old monk seemed to have other things, and after explaining to Zhu Song, they left after saying goodbye.

Soon after the old monk left, a little novice brought tea and snacks.

Zhu Youcan may be a master who can do it, but Zhu Mengcan is an unlucky child who absolutely escapes.

"What's going on?" Zhu Mengcan picked up a snack and threw it into his mouth, and said: "I thought that this old monk invited us to come to the temple and would take us to visit, but this old monk directly threw us here, let us go around by ourselves, this is to leave our rhythm!"

"Meng Can, you've been practicing martial arts for so many years, where has your patience gone?" Zhu Song took a sip of tea and said, "Since people asked us to wait, let's wait!" What's more, this Hall of Bliss is also quite large, not enough for you to visit?"

"It's all Buddha statues and King Kong statues, what's the point of view?" Zhu Mengcan pointed to the statues in the main hall, and suddenly said with bright eyes: "With this kung fu, it is better to let me go outside and take a look around, maybe I can find a place like the Shaolin Temple and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, also known as the Dharma Hall, is the place where the temple preaches the scriptures and explains the scriptures.

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, in addition to Buddhist scriptures, there are indeed some books that record fist and foot kung fu.

Zhu Mengcan once went to the Zangjing Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and when he saw those books that recorded fist and foot kung fu, his eyes were glowing green.

"That's all you kid has to offer." Zhu Song couldn't see this kid's childish spirit, "It's not that you don't understand the truth that you can't chew too much, have you practiced the eight-pole frame I handed you before?"

"This ......" Zhu Mengcan touched the back of his head and stopped talking.

……

"Donor, senior brother of Lao Gao, Zen Master Fahua wants to see you, please come with Lao Gao."

Just when Zhu Mengcan was waiting impatiently again, he changed into a brown robe and a green silk jade robe.

This is the costume of the Zen monk in the temple, plus the one hundred and eight jade phoenix eyes Bodhi carried by the old monk around his neck, and the sandalwood bracelet twisted in his hand, he really has the temperament of a monk.