Dusk and twilight, there are faint clouds of smoke in the sky.

The wind blows a little cool, standing on the stone steps and looking at it from afar, the white clouds in the sky seem to be within reach, and occasionally a few migratory birds fly by, making the Hanxiang Temple in the clouds look more like the place of the immortal Buddha, but the noise around him no longer reminds everyone all the time that this is the world.

In the world, there are joys and sorrows, love, hatred, and hatred, and with these, the world is rich and colorful.

Su Wuming, Nangong Yan and the others walked to the top of the mountain, the road at the plum blossom place was not feasible, so if they wanted to go back, they had to climb the Xiangshan Temple, and then go down from the opposite mountain road, but it was getting late today, and they had to stay in this place for a night.

When I entered the Xiangshan Temple again, the pilgrims inside had already left one after another, except for a few people who wanted to stay in the temple to make a vow, of course, there were also people who couldn't go back because it was late.

After Jiang Ying said to the monks of the temple, the monks in the temple immediately arranged a few side rooms for them, and their side rooms were adjacent to those of other guests, so in such a cold winter evening, the whole Xiangshan Temple was not lonely.

The night is getting deeper, there are a few cold stars floating in the night sky, the wind blows into the ears, making people's sleepiness even stronger, Nangong Yan and Wen Wan'er have already slept, and Su Wuming leaned on the head of the bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

Of course, Su Wuming couldn't sleep, not because he had anything on his mind, but because he had insomnia in such a strange place.

Some people say that insomnia is a very painful thing, and when a person has insomnia, he will think about more things, and the more things he thinks, the more he can't sleep, at this time Su Wuming is like this, he leaned on the head of the bed, thinking about a lot of things, such as the weirdness of his crossing, the joy of marrying a wife, and the anxiety of entering Beijing.

Thinking of this kind of thing, the joy and bitterness suddenly hit his heart for a while, and at this time, Su Wuming suddenly heard a burst of sound outside, the sound was very subtle, if it wasn't for the dead of night at this time, Su Wuming couldn't have heard it at all, but in such a late night, what kind of sound was it?

Su Wuming got out of bed quietly, he slowly pushed open the window and looked out, in the courtyard, there was moonlight sprinkled, but this moonlight was too light, as if it had paved a layer of light on the world; The courtyard illuminated by the moonlight was empty, and the sparse sound came from a distance, but from which direction it came for a few days, it was incomprehensible for a while, Su Wuming frowned slightly, and there seemed to be thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Unconsciously, the night was deeper, and the sound disappeared, Su Wuming was a little stunned, and after sighing slightly, he turned around and went to sleep, and this sleep was the next day.

The day dawned, I don't know if it was because of the high terrain of Xiangshan Temple, the sun rose very early, a round of red sun reflected, the whole Xiangshan Temple is hazy and poetic.

And just when everyone was immersed in this hazy poetry, a voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain road, which sounded a little irritable, and soon became noisy again, listening to its voice, it seemed that there were quite a few people.

Soon, there are five or six people from the mountain road to the front of the Xiangshan Temple, one of the leaders is burly, full of beards, a pair of eyes as big as a copper bell, some pilgrims who are ready to go down the mountain see these people, have retreated or bypassed to leave, and several monks of the Xiangshan Temple saw these people, and successively dropped the broom that was being cleaned into the temple, as if these people were plague gods.

Su Wuming and they also saw these people, but they were very strange, who were these people, why did they move the people so much? Could it be that he came to find trouble with Xiangshan Temple? But Xiangshan Temple, as the largest temple in Qiantang County, has many pilgrims, and its power should not be underestimated.

Although he was very curious about this matter, Su Wuming kept his composure, because he knew very well that if he wanted to figure out what was going on, he had to wait slowly and wait for the conflict to start.

When those people came to Xiangshan Temple, the leader suddenly shouted: "You bald donkeys, give me all the way." ”

Xiangshan Temple is the holy place of Buddhism, these people shouted in front of the door, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, and soon, a group of monks ran out of Xiangshan Temple, these monks only have prayer beads in their hands, just look at their appearance, but they are always on guard.

Among these monks who came out, there was a middle-aged monk who was as white as jade was the most eye-catching, surrounded by a group of monks, the middle-aged monk walked forward, nodded to those people, and then put his hands together and said Amitabha, after saying this, he entered the topic.

"Who are the benefactors, and what are you doing when you come to my Buddhist cultivation place?"

The leading man snorted coldly: "Qing Xiu is a fart, you have pilgrims here every day, where is Qing Xiu?" You bald donkeys, offering a Buddha statue, then regard this Xiangshan Temple as a holy place for Buddhism? What a joke, what a joke! ”

Although the leading man is burly and rough, his words are extremely sharp, and he scolded this Xiangshan Temple for a while, as if this Xiangshan Temple was really a few despicable monks who casually offered a Buddha statue and then opened the holy source.

And the monks of Xiangshan Temple, although they are angry, but they don't dare to act rashly, after all, in their previous propaganda of Buddhism, bullying is not allowed, fighting and killing is not allowed, Buddhism is forbearance, emphasis on universal sentient beings, although they know that these people in front of them are looking for trouble, but they do not dare to be ruthless, otherwise it is against the Buddhism they preached before.

It's just that, those monks are not easy to deal with, especially the middle-aged monk, after listening to the leader's words, it was Amitabha Buddha again, and said: "Several donors are wrong, I have been in Xiangshan Temple for decades, and all the fame has been accumulated little by little. A few donors have spoken disrespectfully, is it possible not to be afraid of angering the Buddha? When he said these words, the middle-aged monk slightly glanced at the pilgrims on the side, and after those pilgrims heard these words, they immediately became angry, they came here to offer incense and pray for blessings, if these scoundrels angered the Buddha, then their wishes, can they still come true?

Many people in the world are foolish, and those who have faith are foolish in the eyes of all.

Those pilgrims were bewitched by the middle-aged monks, and they were suddenly angry, and surrounded those five or six people, although those people were violent, but they were surrounded by so many pilgrims, but they also felt the slightest nervousness, they didn't seem to expect that the words of a monk in this Xiangshan Temple would be so powerful.

The pilgrims were excited, and many people were even more excited.

"Tie these people up to the Buddha and let them atone for the Buddha's sins."

"Punish them for offering incense to the Buddha......"

"Punish them for reshaping the golden body of the Buddha ......"

Their voices came and went, but most of what these pilgrims said was mixed with selfish elements, and they shouted and shouted like this, as if they beat these people or punished them, and the Buddha statues offered in the Xiangshan Temple would be blessed because of this.

These pilgrims became more and more excited, and a few of them even wanted to make a move, while those who came here to make trouble really felt scared.

Seeing it, this is about to start fighting, but at this time, the middle-aged monk suddenly shouted Amitabha Buddha, and said: "Fellow donors, this place is a holy place for Buddhism, not as usual, thinking about these few is also a momentary loss, the Buddha will not blame, Buddhism has a word, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, everyone in the world, the Buddha is willing to give him the opportunity to mend his life." ”

The middle-aged monk said a high-sounding word, and after he said this, those pilgrims suddenly had infinite admiration for the middle-aged monk, and at this time, the middle-aged monk looked at the scoundrels and said: "A few donors, please go down the mountain, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope that a few people will do it themselves." ”

Now, knowing the strength of Xiangshan Temple, those people dare to say anything more, but I am afraid that as long as they dare to show a little disrespect for Xiangshan Temple, those pilgrims will rush up and beat people.

Seeing that those people were about to leave, Su Wuming, who was standing on the side, suddenly stood up, he thought that once the contradiction between the two sides intensified, it would inevitably involve some things, and looking at these people, it was obviously not as simple as just looking for trouble, so what was the purpose of these few people coming here, he Su Wuming wanted to ask clearly after all.

"Slow down!"

Those few people stopped, and when they saw Su Wuming calling out to them, a trace of worry suddenly appeared on their faces, and the leader said coldly: "Why, the monks here let us go, but you want to stop us?" ”

The leader's title for the monk of Xiangshan Temple has been changed, and he is no longer a bald donkey, Su Wuming smiled secretly in his heart, and then showed a shallow smile on his face, and said: "No, I don't want to stop a few people, it's just that there is something unclear, a few people come to this Xiangshan Temple to make a big noise, so why?" ”

was asked such a sentence by Su Wuming, and those people suddenly realized a little, as if they had just shouted so much, but they forgot about the business, and the middle-aged monk had a sudden change in his face, and his brows were faintly condensed, these were all momentary things, but they couldn't hide it from Su Wuming's eyes.

When Su Wuming found the expression of the middle-aged monk, he felt a little strange, and thought to himself, could it be that this Xiangshan Temple really had something unsightly to do, so these monks forced these people to leave as soon as they came up?

Just when Su Wuming was in shock, the middle-aged monk had already stood up and said: "A few donors, my Buddha is merciful, everything can be forgiven, my Buddha no longer cares about the crimes just now, do you really want to anger the Buddha, so you are willing to give up?" ”