There are two major temples in Qingyang County, one is the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the other is the Big Buddha Temple.

The two monasteries, one in the south and the other in the north, are two completely different groups of pilgrims.

The people who go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to make incense and make vows are not rich or expensive, and ordinary people can't enter at all, and they are vividly called the royal temple.

The Big Buddha Temple is different, the pilgrims who come here are all kinds of sects, three religions and nine streams, people from all walks of life, there are noble children and flat-headed people, and even homeless beggars, referring to the name of the royal temple, it is called a hundred temples.

After rushing for half an hour, Qin Ming finally fooled Aunt Long and Jing'er to Daxiangguo Temple.

Its purpose is nothing more than to reconcile the good deeds of his uncle and Aunt Long, who is here to maintain order.

It just so happened that important people came to visit the temple today, so Qin Shan, one of the four major headhunters, personally guarded here.

Fortunately, the doorkeeper quickly got to know Qin Ming, so he gave Qin Ming face and let Aunt Long and Jing'er go in.

On the way home, from Yun Feng's eyes, Qin Ming saw that Yun Feng also wanted to enter the temple to have a look.

It must be a child, and there must be curiosity. Helpless, Qin Ming had no choice but to take Jing'er to the Big Buddha Temple, known as a hundred temples, because anyone can enter here without investigation, and he is still on the way home, not far from the Taiping Inn.

The Big Buddha Temple and the Taiping Inn are both in the north of the city, and the trip to the Big Buddha Temple is basically a drop.

Before they arrived, Qin Ming and the others could see a large number of pilgrims, some holding incense in their hands, some holding paper, some carrying fruits, some holding snacks, some carrying sesame oil, etc., anyway, everyone had something in their hands, and there were no empty hands.

The era in which Qin Ming was reborn is a famous era of war in history - five dynasties and ten kingdoms, although it is a mythical version.

The war continues, you sing it, I will take the stage, life is cheaper than grass, ordinary people are hungry and easy to dress, a set of clothes everyone in the family takes turns to change and go out to meet people, so people believe in Buddhism and believe in the Tao, and pin their hopes on the next life.

"Born in troubled times!"

Qin Ming felt a little sad in his heart, and looked at the beggars on the side of the road, and a lot of desolation surged in his heart.

The shape of the beggar and homeless gate is also strange, and about half of it is a group of disabled people.

Some of them have lame legs, some have broken arms, some are blind in one eye, and some even have few ears and noses.

What made Qin Ming even more uncomfortable was that he saw the person in the book, all his limbs were gone, and only one head was intact.

"Woooooo

Yun Feng looked at the beggars and homeless people around her, especially the person who saw the people, she couldn't help but cry with tears.

"Yunfeng, you can take these few taels of silver and distribute them to them!"

"Okay, Childe!"

Yun Feng was even more excited the moment he received the broken silver, and even tears rolled down, "Childe, I thank you for them!" ”

In his previous life, Qin Ming was never interested in beggars and homeless, even if he was not interested in donating money to charities, it seemed that he donated half a month's salary at a time, but then he saw a news that the charity was full of private pockets and did not distribute the donated money to the affected people at all, and since then he has become a cold observer, no matter what kind of donation he avoids.

Without waiting for Feng Ya to distribute the money, Qin Ming walked towards the gate of the Big Buddha Temple, and the voices of thanks from those beggars and homeless people faintly came from his ears, so Qin Ming walked faster, in fact, he was afraid that these people would subvert the three views, but his indifferent creed could not be changed.

"Childe, will you draw a lot?"

"Childe, take a look, right?"

"Childe, will you give some incense money?"

As soon as he walked into the Big Buddha Temple, Qin Ming met a few bald monks with smiling faces, chattering endlessly with Qin Ming about their specialties. In fact, Qin Ming knew at a glance that these were all fake monks, and none of them had ring scars on their heads, and they were standard earners.

"Childe, shall we buy some incense paper? Came in a hurry, we didn't bring anything! ”

Yun Feng whispered behind Qin Ming, she looked around and seemed to be the only one with her and Qin Ming in their hands empty and nothing, it seemed that they were very different, especially Qin Ming, he didn't bow down at all, let alone kowtow to incense, he was just a spectator.

"Yunfeng, I'll walk around, do whatever you want, let's play!"

Qin Ming gave Yun Feng a few taels of silver, allowing Yun Feng to move freely, and he himself was like a ghost, walking around and taking a look.

From time to time, there was a strange light in his eyes, and in the end, he even attracted the cold eyes of the surrounding pilgrims and monks.

Qin Ming smiled slightly and walked away, saw a statue of a Bodhisattva, and really muttered a few words for the unlucky Qin Ming in his heart.

Finally he walked to a pavilion and sat down, there were still a few Buddhist books on the table, and he was not interested in flipping through them casually.

He actually came here to be pure, and when he was upset in his previous life, he went to the temple to find purity.

Knowing that his life is short, he is very irritable, and if he hadn't lived two lives, he would have collapsed.

"Childe, read a book!"

"Hmm!" Qin Ming nodded politely.

In the afterglow, I saw a monk on the opposite side coming over, he had a smile on his face, wearing a yellow monk's robe, and he didn't seem to be angry because of Qin Ming's coldness, "Childe, I see that you are not an ordinary person, why didn't you go to Daxiangguo Temple to make incense?" ”

"Not qualified!"

Qin Ming's voice was very cold, he didn't even raise his head, and his unfriendliness was clearly written in his eyes.

He was most disgusted with this kind of self-contained person, who knew that he was not popular, and he was still chattering there vigorously.

"Oh, that's it!"

The monk smiled and shook his head, and then his eyes were bright, and his eyes were still on Qin Ming's face, as if he had seen something.

"You know me?" Qin Ming raised his head and asked rhetorically.

"I don't know!" The monk's tone was still very kind, "Childe, can I talk to you a few words?" ”

"Do you want to say that I have a bloody disaster?" Qin Ming's cold voice first said to himself, "And you have a way to resolve it, you only need to give you a few taels of incense and oil money, and you can help me eliminate disasters and solve problems and keep me safe for the rest of my life?" ”

"Hey, hey, it looks like you have a prejudice against us monks!"

"Childe is only right in the first half, you do have a bloody disaster, but I can't resolve it for you!" The monk still smiled slightly, his kind face was full of harmony, he stood up and looked at Qin Ming, "Indeed, Buddha is not omnipotent, it is just a way of self-comfort for the human spirit to seek liberation, in fact, not only people who believe in Buddhism can live two lives and have the next life!" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is disturbed, retire!"

When the monk was leaving, he really made an excuse to Qin Ming, he came and left in a hurry, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, but his words caused waves in Qin Ming's heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

What does this mean?

I don't know why, Qin Ming had a kind of sudden realization in his heart, there was a mystery in the monk's words, was it just a coincidental Zen saying?

Bloodlight?

Qin Ming thought about how many times this word had been said by the monks, and in the end, he still chose to smile at it by coincidence.