Meng Li, who slowly stepped on the same size and steps, walked towards the largest room in his field of vision, of course, the house in the temple cannot be said to be a house, it should be called a Buddhist hall.

"I'll wipe it, could it be that the master just looked away?"

After just passing through the withered front yard, Meng Li, who had crossed the arch, exclaimed in surprise when he saw the scene in the backyard.

Good fellow, it looks dilapidated on the outside, like a temple that has been violently corpsed in the wilderness for a long time, but on the inside, it is exactly the same.

Of course, it can't be said that it is good, only that its construction is really complete, separated by an arch, if the scene outside is a sick and dying old man, then the construction inside is like a cold spring March is still maintaining his own character as a scholar.

Take a closer look at the three rooms in this backyard, the main hall is one, sitting in the middle, on both sides of a Tibetan scripture pavilion and a lecture pavilion, and then there is a small bell tower in the center, and there is a small tablet pavilion outside, although the scale is not grand, but it is a posture of the five organs although it is small, and it is really a deep ability to hide clumsiness.

Just when Meng Li was thinking about whether there was a real person hidden in this wilderness, he only heard the call of the gate that was obviously about to come to an end.

Looking up, an old monk dressed in a bright yellow Buddha robe came out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on his left hand, the monk was not ugly, but it made Meng Li feel how awkward he looked.

"Could it be that this is the so-called lack of fate with the Buddha~!"

Meng Li, who teased himself, smiled slightly, and then gently glanced at Wang Han, who looked indifferent, obviously, this old monk is also harmless.

Now, Meng Li can rest assured, after all, since he left the palace. He felt a chill wandering around his neck, and he wondered if an enemy Assassin discovered his whereabouts, it would be dangerous.

After all, now he is like a big boss who has left his territory with a god costume, and the younger brother has brought two or three not to mention, and his own ability can still be ignored. If it's seen by the player, isn't it iron-clad to blow him up~! After all, there are really not many opportunities for this kind of opportunity~!

"Amitabha~! The one who enters is the guest, the donor, please~! ”

Just when Meng Li was imagining that even if he had never brushed a big boss like himself in his previous life, the old monk who made him feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it made a joke and said to them.

"Abbot, in the next few roads passing through here, there is no place to stay, please take in a night, my Buddha is merciful~!"

Meng Li didn't learn the old monk's tricks to give him a salute in return. Because although he was made chatter by this crossing and the change of the vitality of the continent, he was still full of doubts about the gods and Buddhas he had not seen, and he was used to being the first person in the Han Kingdom, so it was impossible for him to hold a Buddha ceremony.

"Faith~!"

The difference between the habitual nodding and the old monk's habitual head made Meng Li suddenly think of a problem, that is, faith~!

A country, whether it is strong or weak, needs a faith.

When the country is strong. The people below will believe that hard work will be rewarded; When the country is weak, the people below will believe in a lot of goodness. In the next life, I will have a good baby and be a rich and noble person.

This is the obvious difference between Taoism and Buddhism, in Meng Li's view, Taoism is an orthodox sect in China, because it is established in China. The mighty righteousness and the self-confidence of the Chinese people who were the first in the world in the world made their teachings biased towards guiding the people to gain strength by strengthening themselves, so Taoism was very popular among the upper classes; Buddhism, on the other hand, took a circuitous route and started a civilian policy, and their ability to prescribe medicine for diseases can be described as absolute. Don't you civilians feel that there is no hope in this life, then you believe in Buddhism, do things well, and there will be good rewards in the next life~!

Therefore, in Meng Li's view, if the Han really wants to choose a sect as the state religion, then Taoism seems to be much stronger than Buddhism for the country.

Of course, this is also some of Meng Li's personal thoughts, his thinking is changing in this moment, besides, how did Buddhism and Taoism rise in this blue continent~

"Hehe, as long as the donors don't dislike the simplicity of our temple, then they can live in the backyard~!"

The little monk is not stupid, the old monk is even sharp-eyed, a lifetime of experience allows him to see at a glance the dignity of this group of people, in his eyes, not to mention what is outstanding in the momentum of a few people, just say that this one by one can not stop the wealth and nobility of the whole body to know that this is definitely not small, so he will also get married~!

Although he believes in Buddhism and hopes to have a good result in the next life, if he can live a better life in this life, why not do it~!

The Buddha is not greedy, but his old monk also needs some food and clothing~!

"Then thank you Abbot~!"

Meng Li nodded to the abbot with a smile, and then gestured with his eyes to the several panicked masters behind him.

"Go, prepare where we live~!"

Meng Li said so, but the meaning of his eyes was obvious: "Go, see if there is anything abnormal in this entire temple~!" ”

"Oh~!"

Although a few masters are usually very fan, but when they also score, when they follow Meng Li, they naturally want to be a grandson when they should be a grandson, and a meat shield when they should be a meat shield, and just know their status clearly.

The old monk didn't stop him when he saw those people walking towards his backyard with a big grin, but just stood there, still maintaining an indifferent look on his face that he was not happy with things and did not feel sad about himself.

"Abbot~!"

Suddenly, with a small murmur, the little bald head trotted from behind Meng Li and the others to the old monk's side, and the little scared look made Meng Li feel unnatural for a while.

"Hehe, Xiaoyuan, go and rest~!"

Wiping the shiny little bald head, a wrinkled smile bloomed on the old monk's dry face.

"Yes~!"

The little monk heard the old monk's command, and ran away happily like a bird, the atmosphere here was too depressing for him, and those adults with different looks really made him not feel the slightest sense of closeness.

"A few donors, please go to the main hall for a while~" (to be continued......)