Chapter 173: The Lost Lamb

Northeast Jilong City

"Brother Wang, go listen to the Dharma again"

"Yes! The master spoke really well, and he healed my daughter-in-law's leg."

"Really? Congratulations! ”

Two middle-aged men, walking in the snow, chatting as they walked.

Jilong City in the northeast is a relatively cold place, and the wind and snow in winter are extremely extreme, and many people are almost reluctant to go out in this season, but the disciples who believe in the Lingxian Sect are like the brave warriors, moving forward.

In the hall of the Spirit Immortal Sect, the hall that can accommodate five hundred people is already full with the heating turned on at the moment.

Numb superstition can make people lose their way, even lose their nature, and lose themselves.

On the podium in the lobby, a monk in a robe stood on it, looked at the crowd, raised his hands, and signaled that the audience was quiet, which meant that he was about to start talking about the Dharma.

"The Buddha is great, the Buddha is universal to all sentient beings, the Buddha responds to all requests, the Buddha is compassionate, and persuades people to be kind, so we must believe in the Buddha and worship the Buddha"

The monk paused for a moment and continued: "There is no road in the deep mountains, just because there are more people walking, the road appears, and there is no Dharma to cross, only because the world has many tribulations, so the Buddha crosses it."

The hundreds of people sitting below were as if they were fascinated, listening with relish.

Geelong City Airport

When Wen Hao walked out of the airport, he felt a biting cold wind, as if he was going to tear himself, quickly stopped the taxi, and gave the driver the address according to the place given by Long Lao.

About half an hour's drive, Wen Hao arrived at the door of a hotel, the hotel is not a luxury hotel, it can even be said to be like a private house, that is, some bungalows are piled up, and the outer walls are even saved by the money for painting.

The reception hall is whitewashed, but there is no luxurious decoration, walked to the front desk, Wen Hao took out his ID card to register, and then the waiter led Wen Hao to the guest room.

The room is also relatively simple, of course, the only thing that satisfies Wen Hao is that there is heating in the room, so that the whole body will not shiver from freezing.

Putting down his luggage, Wen Hao went straight to the bathroom, saying that it was a bathroom rather than a bathroom, because there was a manure tank and a rain shower in it, but fortunately, when he turned on the switch, there was hot water in the shower head.

After taking a hot shower, Wen Hao sat on the bed, because there was only a simple wooden bench and a somewhat old table in the guest room, Wen Hao could only choose to go to bed.

Turn on the laptop and connect to the network, fortunately, the network card signal is good, Wen Hao clicked on the link given to him by Long Lao, and began to check the specific location of the dojo of the Spirit Immortal Sect here.

"It seems that in this city, they have three preaching dojos, you have to go to the nearest one first, but it doesn't seem to be every day, look at this meaning, there should be one tomorrow, take a good rest today, and listen to the so-called Buddhism of the Lingxian Sect tomorrow."

The time was determined, Wen Hao lay down directly to rest, the car and horses were tired, and soon Wen Hao fell asleep, and Wen Hao didn't get up until seven o'clock in the evening, called some northern cuisine, and ate directly in the guest room.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky in Jilong City was still overcast, and the snowflakes were flying in the north wind, Wen Hao walked out of the hotel, found a taxi, and went straight to the dojo of the Lingxian Sect.

The taxi drove to the outside of the town where the dojo was located, stopped, and the driver said helplessly: "The snow in front is too thick, the car can't pass, so you can get off here."

Wen Hao sat in the back row, looked through the front windshield, and nodded: "Okay, thank you master" After paying for the car, Wen Hao got off the taxi, looking at the white expanse in front of him, Wen Hao shook his head: "The spring breeze of this Lingxian Sect blows and grows, and it is very far away."

Wen Hao walked into the town, originally thinking that at this time, there would not be too many people walking outside in this weather, but after walking into the town, Wen Hao found that many people here were in a hurry as if they had made an appointment to go to the market.

Wen Hao stopped a middle-aged man who was hurrying away: "Big brother, what are you doing in a hurry?" "Huh! Young man, you're out of town! Today the Venerable Master is here to give a lecture on the Dharma, so everyone is anxious to listen to the Dharma."

"Listen to the Dharma, where do you listen to it?"

"Haha! Of course, it's the biggest movie theater in the town, which has been converted into a Buddhist field, little brother, if you are interested, you can go together, if you go late, there will be no place" The middle-aged man said to Wen Hao with a look of honesty and joy.

"Really? I haven't heard of Buddhism yet, so how about I go with my eldest brother? "Yes! Let's go! ”

With that, Wen Hao followed the middle-aged man to the largest movie theater in town.

The exterior of the cinema is relatively old, it should be a building in the seventies and eighties, but it is connected to the heating pipes, and the front wall is painted, and a layer of white wall ash and snow on the ground are naturally integrated.

"Little brother, there's going to be a queue here, you follow me"

"Okay, thank you, big brother!"

"Haha! You're welcome."

Subsequently, Wen Hao followed the middle-aged man into the crowd and began to line up, the hall can accommodate hundreds of people, and of course there are hundreds of people who come to line up.

The long two teams of people lined up one or two hundred meters away, and Wen Hao followed the middle-aged man in line for about twenty minutes, and finally entered the hall of the movie theater.

"Oops! It's still a little late, there's no place in the front row"

"Big brother, there is still one in the middle, let's sit in the middle!"

"That's all there is to it"

Wen Hao and the middle-aged man walked to the middle row and found a place to sit down.

"Let me tell you, this master's Dharma attainments can be profound, and this Buddha is also very effective, a few days ago Li Shulin and his daughter-in-law in the next town, that is paralyzed for several years, has not been able to get out of bed and walk, this is not he went to ask the master, the result was cured in a few days, and now he can walk casually."

Looking at the honest middle-aged man, Wen Hao smiled, but he was very strange in his heart, and even doubted whether this Spirit Immortal Sect was the Spirit Immortal Sect that wolf howled before.

With the investigation in his heart, Wen Hao had to see who this master was and what kind of sect this Spirit Immortal Sect was.

Half an hour later, a monk in a robe walked up to the stage, looking at the audience, the master smiled slightly, and the audience immediately burst into warm applause, which was even more popular than the star on the stage.

The monk raised his hands to signal the silence below, and then began to talk about the Dharma, Wen Hao can be said to have seven tricks to the Dharma, sitting in the audience and listening to it until he was sleepy, if it weren't for the middle-aged man reminding him many times, I was afraid that Wen Hao would have fallen asleep.

"The Buddha crosses sentient beings, compassion for the bosom, into my Buddha, can be blessed by the Buddha, the little monk on behalf of the Buddha to enlighten everyone, today the Buddha can accept ten believers, later there will be a Buddha to descend, there is a fate can enter my Buddha"

Wen Hao heard this last paragraph in a daze, as if he felt that the monks on the stage were advertising.

However, when the monk's words fell, ten golden lights immediately flashed and floated to everyone in the audience, and everyone in the audience was extremely excited at this moment, but no one took the initiative to touch the golden light, as if waiting for the golden light to choose by itself.

In the end, the golden light fell on the ten people, and these ten people immediately got up, and some even cheered: "I can enter the Buddha, and I can follow the footsteps of the Buddha to the bright road."

The middle-aged man beside Wen Hao said disappointedly: "Hey~ Is it my turn, is it true that the Buddha Lord and I have no chance?" ”

A Buddhist scripture dojo ended after the selection of ten destined people, and those who were not selected left one by one with a loss, and Wen Hao naturally left.