The little monk lowered his head and said very respectfully: "Presiding over the abbot, the disciple is guilty, I hope the presiding abbot will be guilty!"

The presiding abbot had a charitable face, and he looked at the little monk with a smile and said, "Qingfeng, what are you guilty of?"

Qingfeng said very reverently: "The disciple is responsible for cleaning the immortal body of the true god of Fulu Shou, and it is really a sin to not fulfill his responsibility, and let the foul words of ordinary people contaminate the true body of the immortal."

The presiding abbot smiled and said: "Qingfeng, the true god of Fu Lu Shou is a great god in the sky, and its measurement cannot be measured by us ordinary people, how can these little things make the true god of Fu Lu Shou troubled?" There you go! ”

Qingfeng put his hand on his chest and said very reverently: "Yes!"

After Qingfeng left, Song Ruilong also put one hand on his chest and said, "Presiding abbot, Master Mengyuan, you are polite here."

Su Xianrong also said politely: "Master!"

Master Mengyuan said: "The donor is polite! The benefactor relieved us of the siege of Mengzhen Temple, and the old man was grateful. ”

Song Ruilong said with a smile: "The master has won the award." I got an axe at the end door. With the cultivation of Master Mengyuan, it is naturally not difficult to decipher the verses of this Fulu Shou True God, just explain it again in Buddhist language, and it will naturally make more pilgrims wake up. ”

Master Mengyuan smiled and said, "The donor has such a powerful mouth!" I wonder what the donor thinks of the reputation of the temple? ”

Song Ruilong said: "Mixed blessings!"

Master Mengyuan smiled softly: "Mengzhen Temple was built twenty years ago, and Lao Wei is the second presiding officer. The first presiding master, Master Huizhen, was tired of working hard because the incense of Mengzhen Temple was not prosperous, and finally passed away in front of the true god of Fulu Shou ten years ago. Since taking over as the abbot, Lao Gu has made great efforts to make the country prosperous, and gradually the number of pilgrims in Mengzhen Temple has increased tenfold, but there are still many places that are not perfect, so that the pilgrims cannot fully believe in the divine power of Fu Lu Shou Zhenshen. It's really a pity for the old man! ”

Song Ruilong smiled faintly: "Master's words are wrong! Those who practice should take the cultivation of the mind as the top, the cultivation of the body as the bottom, and the cultivation of the name as the bottom. If the master pursues the amount of money, the number of pilgrims, and the size of the treasure hall, then the master does not have to be a host, and it is a good choice to be a businessman. ”

Master Mengyuan smiled bitterly and said, "The donor is reasonable. Please come with the donor, the old man has something he wants to ask the donor to see. ”

Song Ruilong was about to go with Master Mengyuan, when Su Xianrong pulled the corner of Song Ruilong's clothes and reminded him that they still wanted to catch that slanted-eyed Ah Long.

Song Ruilong understood what Su Xianrong meant, and said, "The master is kind to invite, how can we not give the master this face?" ”

Song Ruilong followed Master Mengyuan to a gate that had been painted with yellow paint, and saw three large black characters written on the top of the gate, "Merit Room".

Song Ruilong didn't understand what this Mengyuan Master had brought them here for, but he wanted to know what merits this Mengzhen Temple had.

After entering the merit room, Song Ruilong saw a little monk in the room introducing the stories on the merit flags in the room to the pilgrims who were visiting inside.

Song Ruilong looked around the wall, and he found that most of the flags were written saying that he was happy with his noble son and sent a pennant to repay his wishes. There are also those who say that they have made a fortune in business, and they have sent pennants to repay their wishes, and some say that they have escaped a catastrophe, in short, they are here to repay their wishes.

Song Ruilong was thinking, is this Mengzhen Temple really so godly that it can allow so many women to conceive children?

Song Ruilong never believed in ghosts and gods, but when he saw those pennants, his heart was a little shaken. He was thinking, if this Mengzhen Temple used some shady method to get those women pregnant, then those women would definitely report to the officials, but now, not only did those people not report to the officials, but also sent pennants to repay their wishes, which is really a bit strange.

Below those pennants there are also the addresses of the people who sent the pennants, and there are names of any villages, which is not easy if you want to fake it.

Master Mengyuan looked at a pennant that had won a child's wish and said, "Donor, please see, this pennant was sent by the donor who was pregnant with a child in the first month after the first child. The donor's name is Yang Juan, and her husband's name is Yuan Lin, who is from the ninth group of Yuanjia Village. Yang Shizhu and her husband have been married for five years, but Yang Shizhu has nothing, then Yuan Lin has the intention of remarrying his wife, and finally, Yang Shizhu came to Mengzhen Temple helplessly, Mengzhen Temple of that year, only two years after the temple was built, the incense is naturally not prosperous, but Yang Shizhu asked for the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, returned home, and there was joy in a month. It was a month later, when Yang Shizhu and her husband came to repay their vows, they sent a pennant to send their sons. ”

Song Ruilong was a little surprised, and said: "It seems that the image of this Guanyin Bodhisattva is really effective." ”

With a smug smile on his face, Master Mengyuan said, "If the statue of Guanyin really doesn't work, there won't be so many people who come to send pennants to this temple." ”

Master Mengyuan took a few steps forward, stopped at the top of another brocade flag, and said, "Donor, please see, I'm afraid that the donor has heard of what is said on this pennant." This person can be said to have a certain status and fame in Ping'an County. ”

Su Xianrong saw that the inscription was "Nangong Peng's respect", she was very surprised and said: "Could it be that Nangong Peng, the owner of the Nangong family, also made his fortune because he asked Guanyin Bodhisattva?" ”

Master Mengyuan said: "The female benefactor said with a smile, this Guanyin Bodhisattva statue will only send children to people, and will not make people rich, but the true god of Fulu Shou standing on the guiding stone of the immortals will make a person rich." ”

Song Ruilong said with some surprise: "Can Master Mengyuan tell me how this Nangong family made its fortune?" ”

Master Mengyuan said with some pride: "Nangong Peng, the founder of the Nangong family, was just a weak scholar who was about to die twenty years ago. When Nangong Peng decided to jump off the Immortal Mountain to end his life, he bowed in front of the true god of Fu Lu Shou, wanting to be the last ritual to say goodbye to this world, but who knew that at that time, this Fu Lu Shou true god actually spoke, and his voice was very low, as if it came from the sky thousands of miles away. Fu Lu Shou Zhenshen told Nangong Peng that on the top of Xianren Mountain, there is a cliff, there is a cave on the cliff, and there is a book of "Strong Bone Divine Skills" at the top of the cave. ”

Su Xianrong smiled and said, "Is the master telling us a story?" ”