Look at this Falla monk, with a moderate figure, good facial features, and a fair complexion. Strangely, this man was about forty years old, but he didn't have a beard on his face. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a monk's robe, Zhao Yunze would really think he was a eunuch.

This person looks quite standard, but his eyes give people an uncomfortable feeling, without the look of a monk, but like a market merchant who is bargaining with others.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the three masters have explained the three scriptures, all of which are wonderful. After hearing this, the poor monk also benefited a lot. When Falla spoke, she was very leader-like, and she actually commented on the explanations of the three great monks in front of her.

"When the poor monk was a young man, he took refuge in my Buddha in Henan Geng'an Temple. Later, because of the master's enlightenment, he went out of the temple to travel the world and entered the world to cultivate Buddhism. The poor monk's views on the Buddhist scriptures are not as good as those of the three masters. However, the poor monk has traveled the world for nearly 30 years, and his way of cultivation is also very different from that of the three masters. The three masters studied the Buddhist scriptures and practiced, but the poor monks practiced for the world. The poor monk has nothing else to do but pray for the blessings of the world, but he has another experience. ”

Hearing Falla say this, Li Yuan smiled and said, "I summoned all the eminent monks into the palace today, one to listen to the Dharma; Second, I also want the monks to pray for the Tang Dynasty. Since Master Falla is proficient in this way, it is better to ask the master to pray for the Tang Dynasty first. ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is doing this to pray for the blessing of the Tang Dynasty." Falla gave another Buddhist salute to Li Yuan and said. "Everyone, wait a moment, the poor monk will make a little arrangement."

Zhao Yunze suddenly became interested, and stared at Falla intently.

Falla called a little eunuch and whispered a few words. The little eunuch walked up to Li Yuan again and reported something. Li Yuan nodded, and the little eunuch called a few palace maids and retreated together.

After a while, the little eunuch and the palace maids returned. Each of them had something in his hand. There are basins, yellow table paper, candles, etc.

The things were placed on a low table in front of Falla. Falla looked at everything, and then said: "The abundance of the society is important because the wind and rain are smooth and the people are healthy. The poor monk first tested Datang's national fortune this year. ”

Hey, what the hell is this Falla doing, he is obviously a monk, why is he still doing the work of a Taoist divination and calculation, this is also what a monk should do, by the way, the temple also asks for a sign for pilgrims, it seems that the monk does know how to tell the hexagram. Could this be that after the Buddha with Chinese characteristics came to Middle-earth, he also learned something from the native Taoism

Falla sat cross-legged, folded her hands and closed her eyes, and muttered. As for what he was reading, I am afraid only he knew.

After talking to the boss for a while, Falla opened her eyes. Said: "Please invite my Buddha Protector Venerable Veda to come"

Ah, please God, no, is it a Bodhisattva, how can this be more and more like a Taoist priest, Zhao Yunze is confused.

Not only Zhao Yunze was puzzled, but even the senior monks sitting on the Dharma platform frowned at this time. It seems that they can't figure out what Falla is up to.

However, the royal members sitting under the altar all watched with relish. This play is much more interesting than teaching Buddhist scriptures.

With a loud shout, Falla stroked the cores of the two candles above the low table with his right hand palmed together, palm facing down. Those two candles were lit in one fell swoop.

At this moment, everyone was taken aback. Light candles with your bare hands, what kind of magic skill is this

Zhao Yunze smiled. I thought he would do some tricks, but it turned out to be the kind of thing that the gods fooled people. Light candles with your bare hands, hehe, buddies played with chemistry experiments when they were in school.

After lighting the candle, Falla suddenly got up, folded his hands and bowed to the dwarf in front of him, and said with a reverent face: "The disciple is tired of Venerable Wei Tuo coming in person, I want to ask about the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty this year, and I also ask the Venerable to show it." ”

The Naniveda Protector has now come to the Dharma platform

Watching Falla's thoughtful performance, Zhao Yunze couldn't hold back his laughter. But everyone in the audience was frightened, and they were all surprised.

Falla was still performing, and he nodded his head again and again as if he had heard something from the words of "Venerable Veda". Then he picked up a piece of yellow table paper on the low table and showed it to everyone unconsciously. The yellow sheet was empty, and there was nothing.

Falla placed the yellow sheet of paper in the basin of water, then bowed to the air and said, "Please write down the words of instruction on this paper, Your Holiness." ”

The crowd craned their necks and looked at the basin. There were young princes and princesses, and they also stood up and looked forward to it.

Falla was staring at the basin as well. After a while, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face, and he sat down on the ground.

"This is not a good thing," Falla cried out.

"Master Falla, what's wrong," Li Shimin asked subconsciously.

Falla shook her head vigorously, pointed to the basin with one hand trembling, and her lips trembled, as if she was speechless in a hurry.

A monk on the platform stood up curiously, walked behind Falla and looked at the basin. At first glance, the monk's face was also shocked.

"Master Zhiming, how" Li Yuan also asked with concern.

"Back to the emperor, there is handwriting on this yellow paper." Zhiming said.

"What kind of handwriting is it," Li Yuan asked again.

"This" Zhiming stepped forward and looked at Falla. He also seemed to be frightened by Falla's tricks, and did not dare to assert himself.

Falla shook her head vigorously and sighed. He waved his hand and said, "The Emperor and His Majesty will know it at a glance." ”

Zhiming dared to make a move now, he picked up the basin and walked in front of Li Shimin and Li Yuan.

"In the third year of Zhenguan, the plague god descended to Chang'an, wanting to collect a population of 300,000." Li Shimin looked at the basin and read. After reading it, he and Li Yuan were also shocked.

As soon as Li Shimin read out such a statement, everyone was shocked again.

Zhao Yunze stood up, walked straight to Li Shimin and Li Yuan, and also looked at the basin. I saw a piece of yellow table paper floating on the water, and two lines of blood-red handwriting appeared on the paper, which was the text that Li Shimin had just read.

The meaning of this text is very clear, that is, there will be a plague in Chang'an this year, and 300,000 people will die.

"Master Falla, there is a way to crack it" Li Yuan asked Falla with a panicked face.

Falla stopped his lamentation and said, "The poor monk still needs to ask Venerable Veda again. ”

Zhao Yunze smiled. It was only then that he finally understood what Falla wanted to do. It's nothing more than an ordinary god, first scaring people with catastrophes, and then talking about how to crack it and extort money. This monk is really bold enough, and he actually deceived the emperor's father and son.

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