After such a fuss among the officers and soldiers, it seemed that the sky had also been lit up, and with the crow of roosters in the mountains of the city, the sky in the east was white. At this time, although Leshan is not the middle of winter, but it is still cold, the river is filled with mist, so that the Fengzhou Island on the opposite bank looms, the breath of sulfur in the air is much lighter, and it is replaced by a refreshing fog, for a while, as if the dawn has dispelled all the ghosts, and the world is full of vitality.

Lingyun Temple is also very lively, the men sleeping in the courtyard have risen one after another, and the refugees in the backyard have also come out to meet them, and the abbot is beckoning the little monks and serving bowls of breakfast to the refugees.

The three of Pu Zixuan were already hungry, so naturally it was impossible to wait for the monks to take the initiative to come to the pavilion to serve them, so they came to the last row of the crowd together and waited for breakfast.

To satisfy the stomachs of so many people, it is really a big expense for this already poor Lingyun Temple, so breakfast cannot be very rich, and what is distributed to everyone is just a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, and there are not so many containers in the temple, plates, bowls, and basins are all used to hold this relief food, and some of the plates and bowls have cracked, presumably no one has used them for a long time.

Despite this, the abbot of Shi Ran has been benevolent to everyone, and some refugees with big appetites will gluttonize porridge and steamed buns in a few bites, although their expressions reveal the slightest hint of unfinished meaning, but no one is embarrassed to complain publicly.

Pu Zixuan ate the food to his heart's content, although his stomach was filled, he also felt that he was not appetizing, so he asked Chen Shuqing on a whim: "Xiao Jiu, can you turn all kinds of useless things into food?" ”

Chen Shuqing said: "Of course you can, if you want to eat lobster, I can conjure lobster for you, if you want to eat bird's nest, I can also conjure bird's nest for you." It's just that I can only change shapes, and what it tastes like, but I'm not a chef's material. ”

Pu Zixuan exclaimed excitedly: "Great, that's enough, I lack oil and water in my stomach, how about bringing me a plate of prawns?" ”

Chen Shuqing said with a smile: "Okay, but if I stay away from you, or if you accidentally purify the demonic power, the prawns in your stomach will turn back into something, I'm afraid I can't say it well, because I have never tried fake food." ”

Pu Zixuan sighed helplessly, he really had money and nowhere to use here, and he couldn't count on Chen Shuqing's witchcraft, so he thought in his heart that he would leave this place for a while and go to the city to have a good meal.

After a while, the abbot of Shiran had already noticed the three of them, walked to Pu Zixuan's side with a smile, and said: "Master Pu, the conditions of the temple are limited, if there is any inconsiderate hospitality, I hope to forgive me." ”

Pu Zixuan waved his hand again and again and said: "Whatever the abbot says, it is already a great mercy to be able to provide a full meal for so many refugees with the power of a temple, and I admire it. ”

The relieved abbot sighed and said: "It's a pity, the food inventory of the temple is only one or two meals, if the government does not help, I am afraid that by dinner, everyone will starve with us." ”

Su Sanniang hadn't eaten at this time, and when she heard this, she sneered: "Count on the government to help, unless the sun hits the west and comes out." Alas, these dog officials, only when they oppress the people, they are good hands. ”

"Amitabha, monks don't lie." Seeing that Su Sanniang didn't move, the abbot was relieved and asked, "Why doesn't Master Su Shi have to eat?" ”

Su Sanniang said hesitantly: "I don't know if it is appropriate to pray in this Buddhist gate?" ”

The relieved abbot asked suspiciously, "What is the prayer?" ”

Su Sanniang had already dined with Pu Zixuan and Chen Shuqing in non-religious places many times, and Pu Zixuan had already known her habits, so he drew a cross on her chest and said, "Like this: Thank God for giving us food, Amen!" ”

Su Sanniang looked at Pu Zixuan learning from her, and said abruptly: "Hey, how can you be so rude?" ”

"Amitabha." The relieved abbot understood and said with a smile, "Hehe, it turns out that this is the prayer that the donor said?" Now that he has said this, he might as well speak up. However, since the invasion of China by foreigners, more and more people have converted to Christ, especially the members of the worship of God. They say that man was created by God, so he is imperfect, and how can an imperfect man make a perfect God? Therefore, they don't like Buddha statues, and even sprinkle holy water and sing hymns on the feet of the Leshan Giant Buddha, asking God to forgive us ignorant human beings...... The old man saw it in his eyes, but he didn't have the slightest hatred, because the Buddha let us understand the truth of all fate, as long as we have good thoughts and do more good karma, we are a spiritually rich person, as for believing in the Buddha or believing in God, what does it matter? So, Lord Su Shi doesn't have to mind, although prayer is. ”

Su Sanniang was stunned, and said admiringly: "The master is really a person of great mercy and compassion, listening to the master's words, it is like an initiation, and the mouth is suddenly opened." I admit that in the past, I was also a Christian who excludes Buddhism, but over the past year, I have seen and remembered the help that the master has given me. I can't change my faith, but from now on, I will definitely show enough respect for all religions. Thank you, Master, for dialing! After speaking, Su Sanniang prayed according to the process and ate as usual.

The relieved abbot smiled kindly and said, "After the three of you finish eating, please go to a place with the old man, someone wants to see you." ”

Su Sanniang asked, "Who?" ”

Like the wit of the Zen master, the abbot of Shiran did not answer directly, and responded: "Master Su Shi and eat slowly, and when you see this person later, you will know." After speaking, he stood up, returned to the front row of the crowd, and shouted at the crowd: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is really an honor for the old man to have the honor to help you today, but the old man still has something to say, although it is difficult to say. As you know, in recent years, due to frequent wars and poor livelihoods, Lingyun Temple has long been shy and unsustainable, and the old man is incompetent and unable to support the donors for a long time, which is really ashamed. Please also give us some advice, if you want to stay, how to maintain the livelihood of everyone, and if you want to find a way out, what help you need from the old man and your disciples, please also give me a lot of advice. ”

The master is worthy of being a master, and even speaking has such a tactful art, Pu Zixuan thinks that if he changes me, I'm afraid he will say: "There is no money, let's take a look, what should we do?" If it is a little more inferior, if Zhu Yuanliang's fat dun is replaced, I am afraid that the sentence "I am poor to death" will send everyone away.

Thinking of this, Pu Zixuan couldn't help but be worried, and he didn't know if Fat Dun followed the Muslim state to fight the imperial court in Yunnan, and whether he was healthy now, come to think of it, I was sarcastic behind his back, and now he was sneezing.