When everyone in Jingfu heard this, they looked at Mrs. Jing, and when they saw Mrs. Jing nodding, they got out of the way and let the tall tower-like monk walk into the small courtyard.

The tall monk put away his Zen staff and glared at everyone in Jingfu angrily.

Then he raised his leg and walked to his companion.

"These two are the high monks of Saigon." Master Guilin introduced everyone in Jingfu, first pointed sideways at the short monk, and introduced: "This is Master Hamo, who is very proficient in Buddhism, and the old brother has passed away. ”

Hama folded his hands, his attitude was very religious, and he shouted the Buddha's name to everyone in Jingfu, but he was full of pride, and he did not say anything modest, "Amitabha." ”

Mrs. Jing returned the salute.

The rest of the crowd didn't believe in Buddhism, but just smiled slightly.

Master Gui Lin also introduced the tall monk who was like an iron tower, "This is Master Mida, who grew up in the Huguo Temple of Sai Kung in Wolchen Temple, and made a good Zen staff, which is infinitely powerful, and is like a steel-made angry King Kong in my Buddhism. ”

"Amitabha." Because he was stopped by the people of Jingfu before, Mida was angry in his heart, and he just casually said the Buddha's name.

Mrs. Jing still returned the courtesy, with standard movements and a pious attitude.

Seeing this, Hamo's eyes lit up, and he immediately took a few steps forward and said: "This female benefactor has a quiet heart, a dusty temperament, a compassionate face, quite a wise and hateful face, and her eyes are as clear as the spring water in the lotus pond in front of the Buddha's seat. ”

"The master praised it falsely, the old body is just an ordinary layman in the world."

Old Madam Jing's face was indifferent, and she shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, Master Guilin's brows furrowed slightly, the two monks of Hama and Mida came to the Jialan Temple a few days ago, and often put forward the request to clarify the Buddha's principles dialectically with the monks in the temple, because Master Guichen had just passed away, and the affairs in the temple were busy, and the abbot didn't care at first.

But the people who didn't want to be sent to debate with the two monks came back in disgrace not long after.

Until yesterday, the two monks defeated several elders in the temple one after another, and even he was sent to argue with the two.

Master Guilin has no heart to win, he is calm-hearted, compassionate, tolerant of all rivers, and the two monks are not at a disadvantage in dialectic, but because there is no attack between words, naturally there are no two foreign monks who can win.

After contacting the two, Master Guilin also found that the two monks faintly revealed ambition in their conversations, and came to Daqi ostensibly to travel all over the world, seek advice from eminent monks from all over the world, and confirm Buddhism, but in fact, the real purpose was to spread the teachings and develop the incense people in Daqi.

Although Master Guilin is an outsider, and it is true that there is no utilitarian heart, but the Jialan Temple was named the Protector Temple by the emperor, which made the Jialan Temple marked with the mark of the royal family.

He is better, after all, he is just a senior in the temple and has a higher prestige.

And the abbot in the temple, as well as the heads of several other courtyards, have long been coerced and co-opted by the imperial court.

Fortunately, Master Guichen's reputation was too high during his lifetime, and he was one of the leaders of the two worlds of Buddhism and Taoism, and the imperial court did not dare to be strong, otherwise I am afraid that even Master Guichen would be coerced and used by the imperial court and become a chess piece to control many people in the capital.

Now there are monks from other countries who want to come to Daqi to preach and develop incense, and these two monks are also quite proficient in Buddhism, and they are likely to make a difference.

It's just that it's not good for the foreign monks to take action in person, so they can only let outsiders deal with it, as long as they win Hama and Mida in the debate, they will naturally be able to frustrate the ambition and spirit of the two monks.

The second monk will not be able to make waves in the future.

The imperial court was already looking for the most prestigious monks and masters, and was ready to gather these people together to defeat Hama and Mida in the debate.

Now seeing that Hama took the initiative to talk to Mrs. Jing, Master Guilin frowned, Hama and Mida couldn't wait, they hadn't completely defeated the monks in the Garan Temple and made a name for themselves, so they couldn't wait to develop the incense crowd?

Hama is quick-witted, very eloquent, and has a profound study of Buddhism.

And his eloquence is excellent, and he immediately launched his verbal skills to Mrs. Jing and started talking.

Jiang Long stood aside and listened to it for a few ears, and immediately understood Hamo's intention, that is, he wanted to develop Old Lady Jing as a incense public.

Old Madam Jing is wise and well-informed, not an ordinary person, if she didn't want to pay attention to Hamo, she would naturally avoid it a long time ago.

But now that the exotic monk has sent it to the door herself, she naturally has no reason not to take advantage of it.

After smiling and talking to Hama for a few more words, Mrs. Jing suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the couplet that was hanging high in the air and was blown by the mountain wind: "Master Hamor, this is what the old man's grandson wrote before, I don't know what the master thinks?" ”

What do you do with Hamour?

Naturally, it is to spread the reputation of his grandson.

It would be even better if the name of the grandson could be spread to Saigon!

Hamour looked up and whispered.

Immediately, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

There is no praise of merit or flowery rhetoric, and it is not like some people who have to write hundreds of words for a couplet.

But it is very innovative, and a hundred people have seen it, and at least ninety-nine of them will shine in their eyes and keep it in their hearts.

Although Hamour didn't know the identity of Old Lady Jing at this time, he could deduce that the old woman in front of him was not small.

When his eyes rolled, he smiled and said: "The grandson of the female benefactor is not only not an ineffective weapon, but is extremely talented, quick-witted, and has wise roots, otherwise he would not be able to make such a profound elegiac couplet." ”

After saying that, Hamo turned to look at Jiang Long, and folded his hands in a salute, "Presumably this is the son of the female benefactor's family, right?" ”

"The master has good eyesight." Jiang Long smiled faintly.

Among the people present, among the men, he stood closest to Mrs. Jing, and his clothes were the brightest.

It's not hard to guess who he is.

"Is Childe interested in Buddhism?" Hamour said again.

Jiang Long hasn't answered yet, Mrs. Jing is already frowning slightly, the Jing family only has such a good grandson as a man now, how can he let him believe in Buddhism and become a monk?

Immediately, he interjected: "Today, the old man brought his grandson here just to repay his vows and mourn Master Xia Guichen, who has not been interested in Buddhism since he was a child. ”

"Maybe I haven't been in contact with it before, so I don't know anything about Buddhism?"

Hamour didn't give up.

Some people may say that Hamour is a little too eager and has no eyes, but in fact, it is just that Hamour is very confident in himself.

Along the way from Saigon, he traveled through countless temples and defeated many prestigious monks in his debates, so he believed that as long as he was given the opportunity, he could first make Jiang Long interested in Buddhism, and then further persuade Jiang Long to convert to Buddhism.

In Chinese history, there have been emperors who were persuaded by monks to become monks, and I don't know how many women have been fooled and lost for blasphemy, and have been brainwashed and addicted to it, so don't underestimate the monks' upper and lower mouths.

Seeing that Hama still did not give up, Mrs. Jing was displeased, and the jade hairpin and the treasure bottle were wide-eyed and glared at Hamour.

If the little master really became a monk, what would happen to the two of them?

Everyone around him was nervous, but Jiang Long didn't care, just kidding, now he is a wealthy young master, he has a beautiful wife and a beautiful girl, he is rich and powerful, how can he become a monk?

That's not going to be a fool!

He wasn't the dusty master who was lying on the dry wood not far away.

Put the beauty haode life, but go to the bitter son day Qing Xiu.

Master Guilin was also a little blind, and then he interjected, "I don't know what the female donor wants?" ”

Mrs. Jing's emotions immediately became a little excited, and she intermittently talked about the incident of Jiang Long being critically ill before, and as a result, he wore a rosary and came back to life.

Of course, the original body was forced into a round house, and the result was that he vomited blood in anger and hidden.

It's not a glamorous thing.

"Because the house is busy, the old body is a step slower to know that Master Guichen has passed away." Mrs. Jing saluted in the direction where Master Guichen's body was placed, "Today, taking advantage of the good weather, I will bring my grandson, who has not yet recovered, to the temple to make a vow, and then mourn Master Guichen by the way." ”

When the voice landed, Yao's mother stepped forward and handed over the money and food booklet that Jingfu had given today to Master Guilin.

Master Guilin said the Buddha horn and stretched out his hand to take it.

Open the booklet, even if the mood is not waveless, Master Guilin's eyelids still jump, this time the Jing family has a lot of money and food!

Two hundred copper coins.

800 pounds of rapeseed oil.

1,000 quintals of corn.

Fifty pieces of plain fabric.

There are also a lot of small items that are used in daily life.

A thousand copper coins are consistent, that is, one tael of silver.

One load is equal to one hundred catties.

At some point, Hamour crept closer, glanced at it, and smacked his tongue.

This family is so generous!

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that he must form a good relationship with this family.

If you can really persuade the son of this family to become a monk, then you will be able to take the family's wealth as owned.

When you have money, you can recruit some subordinates, and then send disciples to preach the scriptures and Buddha, and develop incense in Daqi.

"Amitabha! Over the years, the female donor has believed in my Buddha, and it must be the sincerity of the female donor who moved the Buddha, and the Buddha blessed Jing Gongzi to come back to life. ”

Master Guilin clasped his hands together and closed his eyes to recite the scriptures silently.

The pious and solemn attitude led to the old lady Jing, who believed in Buddhism, also began to close her eyes and recite the scriptures.

It has to be said that religious belief does have a great influence on believers spiritually.

After a long while, the two of them stopped together.

Look at each other and smile.

Since it was to mourn Master Guichen, it was natural to pay homage to his remains, and under the leadership of Master Guilin, everyone in Jingfu approached the pyre.

Everyone bent down to salute the body of Master Guichen on the pyre.

The monks who were sitting on the ground with their eyes closed, their voices suddenly raised a little.

Buzz Buzz......

Because there is a firm and honest thought of the monks in his voice, it will not make people feel bored and annoying.

After Jiang Long got up, he looked up curiously, and saw clearly the appearance of Master Guichen, who was as thin as Master Guilin, his beard was sparse and frosty white, the wrinkles on his face were engraved with deep traces of time, and the thin and old body was covered with a half-new and old wide robe embroidered with golden lines.

After the mourning, Mrs. Jing was about to leave with everyone.

However, at this time, Hamour took a step forward and blocked everyone's way, regardless of the fact that everyone's faces were a little unsightly, just lowered their heads, looked at the ground under their feet, and told the story by themselves.