Hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake are delicious, especially after having the sauce produced by the food factory, Yang Lin ate five in one go before he would stop, he didn't eat crabs, it was memories.

In ancient times, people ate roughly, especially eating crabs, Li Tai chewed the shell together, and did not eat the taste of meat but ate a mouth full of blood, after finding that Yanglin ate crabs and actually used a whole set of gadgets, he stopped and began to learn, and finally Yanglin's set of toothpick scissors was naturally snatched by him, of course, he did not use it himself, but offered things to Lu Yao like a treasure, but unfortunately only got a blank eye, so someone is willing to use the toothpick used by others! Especially women.

"I said His Royal Highness the King of Wei, conquering women is a technical job, I have been a monk since I was a child, and what I have cultivated is the ability to conquer women, do you want to learn a few tricks to make your emotional path smoother?" Li Wudao is no better at eating crabs than Li Tai, Daomen can't help but be fishy, as a southerner, he can't eat crabs well, this is a matter of talent.

"Is there still a special cultivation in the world to conquer women? Come on. "As soon as Li Tai heard this, he became interested, so he pulled Li Wudao to the side and whispered, and half an hour later, Li Tai, who was wearing heavy makeup, knocked on Lu Yao's cabin door again, and instantly harvested it. Bah' sound, you know, the leader of this female soldier is White Rose, and what White Rose hates the most is Li Wudao's set, and the female soldiers naturally have the same hatred to deal with this King of Wei who was cleaned up by Li Wudao, and Li Tai, who came out of the cabin with a black face, was eager to raise his sword and kill Li Wudao on the spot, making him lose such a big ugly, which completely stimulated the ferocity in his bones.

The fleet arrived in Hangzhou the next morning, the busy Li Chengqian did not come to pick them up, and now this guy has fallen into the frenzy of spending money and enjoying the pleasure of the people kneeling, Yang Lin said that he would invest 500,000 yuan, and he really wanted to spend all 500,000 yuan. Not only opened a huge piece of land on the Jinshan on the shore of the West Lake to build a temple, but also built the lake embankment particularly tall, people who have no work in Hangzhou were recruited to the construction site by him, and gave him a salary of fifty copper coins a day, naturally many people bowed down to him, and they only had to work for two months in a row, and the money earned was enough to eat a year's white rice.

The purpose of Yanglin coming to Hangzhou is to meet Xuanzang, of course, he goes straight to the point, and he doesn't need anyone to guide him, and he knows that the wine and meat monk must be on the construction site of Jinshan Temple, which is the biggest thing after the Buddhist missionary came to the Central Plains. The imperial court funded the construction of a temple for them, but Buddhism made a huge progress, and there must have been monks on the construction site who came from all over the country to help them.

Yanglin's guess is correct, Xuanzang is in charge of cooking on the construction site, since he took over the task of the imperial court, he feels that he is floating when he walks, and building this temple will be the greatest merit of his generation of Buddhism.

In a huge pot that can hold a cow, a large pot full of various pigments is boiling, and Xuanzang's realm has reached the point where wine and meat have penetrated the intestines. The point left in the Buddha's heart does not mean that those monks who came to help build the temple have such a standard, not to mention, the addition of sauce from the food factory and fine refined salt like powder. Even a vegan pot of vegetarian food can exude an enticing aroma, and what the merchants did not tell them is that the sauce is actually a kind of meaty meat with animal oil in it.

"Amitabha. The horse is the star in the sky, and he is so kind to my Buddhism, and the poor monk is here to thank the horse master. After the completion of this Jinshan Temple, the poor monks must organize the monks of the whole temple to pray for the blessing of the horse master and the Tang Dynasty. The smile between Xuanzang's eyebrows is so annoying in Li Wudao's opinion, in history, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism are incompatible in this era, and the situation seen by Yanglin is basically the same, the monks have begun to rush to Hangzhou, and the Taoist priests must also rush to Hangzhou, on the one hand, they want to engage in construction, on the other hand, they naturally want to destroy, Li Wudao is now followed by the No. 100 Taoist priest, all of them are carrying swords, and at first glance they are practicing martial arts.

"No need, if you have that kung fu, just do something for the people of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial court built this temple, not for you to burn the people's fat and ointment." Yang Lin had an expression of omission, and Li Wudao added fuel to the fire when he heard this.

"That's right, do you think that the imperial court built such a big temple for you to burn incense and paper here, knock on fish and chant scriptures! If you can't really do things for the people, it's better to get out of here as soon as possible, in my opinion, what should be built here is a Taoist temple, my Taoist gate in Guanzhong widely used good medicine to help the people, Your Majesty should have given us something a long time ago, it's good here, don't worry, I think the materials and manpower are there, let's talk to the prince, replace the temple with a Taoist temple. Li Wudao first glared at Xuanzang arrogantly, and then looked at Yang Lindao with some begging eyes. And the group of Taoist priests behind him who carried swords had already begun to scold and scold as if to cause a commotion.

Yang Lin felt that this Li Wudao was really on the road, he wanted to force it himself, and then talk about moving Xuanzang to the west, but now Li Wudao, who played the villain, automatically jumped out, of course Yang Lin was happy to see it, but he didn't agree to him, but looked at Xuanzang whose face changed greatly.

"Don't do it! This place is the treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, the incense to build a temple in this place will be able to flourish for a thousand years, presumably the horse master must also fancy the feng shui of this place, only then there is a plan to build a Buddhist temple, if these Taoist priests build a Taoist temple here, then there may be a thunder and thunder on the top, the water is full of gold and mountain disasters, the horse master must not"

"Okay, okay, I proposed to build a temple, naturally I know that this is an excellent place, but it's hard to say there, there is half of the investment in this 500,000 guan, he wants to use his own industry to reward the state-owned meritorious sect, no one can stop it, don't say anything about the thunder and thunder, the water is flooded with gold mountains, these are not a matter to me, the key is what His Majesty said there, unless"

The more Yang Lin said that Li Wudao was more spiritual, and without waiting for Yang Lin to say it, he hurriedly answered: "There is nothing unless, this subway must be my Daomen, don't scare me with that set of things that gods and gods are talking about, our Taoist skills are only stronger than your Buddhism, don't say that you can only build a Buddhist temple here for a thousand years, let's build a Taoist temple, but it can prosper for thousands of years, you better pack up your things and get out of here!" Li Wudao shouted, and those fierce bull-nosed Taoist priests did evil deeds and coaxed forward, Xuanzang, who fell from heaven to hell in an instant, just stared at Yanglin's face with a pair of clear eyes, if there was anything in his eyes, Yanglin really couldn't tell, anyway, it was very complicated.

The Taoist priests under Li Wudao became more and more disagreeable, many of them actually picked up the dust-whisked scabbard and knocked on the pots and pans that Xuanzang had finally gotten, and Xuanzang, who had been holding back for a long time, was already sweating on his forehead, he was not worried about pots and pans, but he was really worried that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the rise of Buddhism would be destroyed by the Daomen, a pair of fleshy palms suddenly closed together, and his broad lips suddenly opened in a strange appearance.

"Amitabha. Buddha. Buddha. Buddha"

The explosion that shook the mountains and forests, Yang Lin only felt a dizziness in his brain, and his body suddenly went limp, the word 'Buddha' that sounded in his mind kept swaying in his head, and the torn brain was painful, and the so-called Taoist priests who coaxed him were no better than him, and they all covered their ears with their hands and squatted down in pain, and even Li Wudao, who was already a second-rate master in martial arts cultivation, was also swaying from afar, and the situation was very bad.

"Evil monks don't want to hurt people." The guards were inferior to those martial artists, and they all fell to the ground without blood, but they had a very powerful leader, and on a big tree thirty zhang away in the distance, a black figure flickered like an arrow, and his body was already standing in front of Yang Lin, and even the scorpion that had already stepped into the realm of the martial arts master in half a step was solemn at this moment.

"The lion roars in the evening drum and morning bell, the most difficult to practice in Buddhism, I thought that this kung fu only existed in the legend, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today, can the master teach?" The scorpion's face was solemn, but his eyes were greedy, and his mood was even more excited than when he was facing the ministers that day.

"What about the Absolute School? It's not the same that you can't hurt the donor, the monks are compassionate, and they practice some skills just to strengthen their bodies, and they should be able to see from the donor's vision that the poor monks will not fight at all, but they just want to be quiet and quiet Those who are quiet and dry, and they can ask the master of the horse in detail, unless what is it, the Buddhas can build a temple here. Xuanzang didn't panic and owed his body, which was regarded as a salute to the scorpion, and said slowly.

Hearing this, the scorpion carefully looked at this fat monk with an extraordinary exit, and saw that his palms were white and tender, his shoulders were not wide, and his arms were not round, as for the waist, he had no waist at all, only a belly like a pregnant woman who was pregnant with a child, and indeed he did not have half a martial artist, so he turned his body sideways and helped Yang Lin, who was still dizzy, up from the ground.

Half an hour, after resting for half an hour, Yang Lin's consciousness began to become clear, he thought that he had practiced qigong diligently enough for more than half a year, at least he should be regarded as a martial artist who had entered the stream, but Xuanzang's Buddha horn poured cold water on him again, and the gap between the stream and the master was still 108,000 miles!

"I said, why don't you fat monk yell and scream if you don't make sense! Is this still a discussion attitude? The pony said unless, then there must be unless, just listen to what I say, those boring and boring people, don't you understand what they are thinking? Yang Lin complained.

"It's poor and reckless, please don't want to see it, it's just that this temple building is a matter of importance to my Buddhism, and I can't stand any repetition, the poor monk is a better temper in Buddhism, if you really let the Daomen provoke, I'm afraid that the blood-light disaster will come on the spot, this is what the poor monk doesn't want to see, so I made a move, please take pity on the lives of the people, and inform me of other ways earlier." Xuanzang earnestly clasped his hands together and bowed. (To be continued......)