Chen Jun could feel the doubts and confusion in the heart of the great monk Fahai.

After all, in the final analysis, the end of the matter turned out to be back to himself, karma was added, and the Fangwai Buddhist Temple of Jinshan Temple also became a link in the red dust.

Jinshan Temple is the authentic of Zen Buddhism.

The location is unique, with the head of the water dragon of the Zhenjiang River facing west, towards the western Elysium.

The temple in the mountain is built according to the mountain, the halls and halls are connected to each other, and the pavilions and pavilions are connected to each other layer by layer.

The pagoda stands on the top of the golden mountain, rising from the ground, abruptly cloudy sky. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, layers of palaces, one by one towers, the golden mountain is densely wrapped, and the mountain and the temple are integrated.

The whole Jinshan seems to be a magnificent and magnificent temple, constituting a group of ancient buildings that are connected to each other and Danhui Biying, forming a kind of golden and brilliant "temple wrapped in mountain" peculiar style.

Chen Jun stood at the foot of the mountain and teased: "Great monk, you are sitting in the mountain temple with a brilliant style." ”

"It's been hundreds of years."

Fahai suddenly sighed, "When I practiced, Jinshan Temple was still a small temple with a small name, but now a hundred years have passed, and it has become the top Buddhist temple in the world." ”

"To be able to cast such a brilliant temple, it must have consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, where did it come from?"

"The poor monk thought that it was a gift from every generation of benevolent pilgrims, and it was formed for a long time."

"Then let's go check it out."

The two hid their figures, and Chen Jun carried the little girl in his hand and walked towards Jinshan Temple.

When I arrived at the temple, I saw the vermilion walls of the temple, and the pilgrims were crowded, and many people were crowded in the temple square where they went to the incense.

The purple smoke from the burning incense rose into the air, and the mist was in a puff of smoke, and soon disappeared.

Fahai looked stunned.

Originally, he regarded it as an ordinary picture, but now after experiencing the next trip to the mountain, the perception and experience are very different.

"Where are your parents?"

"Where, where, big brother, don't send me to them."

The girl pointed on one side, and her voice was crying on the other side, after a day of getting along, she could find that this big brother was not a well-dressed beast like Liu Chengfeng, but a person who was really good to her.

"Let's see how you perform."

Chen Jun saw the parents, of course he would not really send the little girl into the hands of the ignorant couple, that would be tantamount to sentencing the little girl to death, and the couple would have disasters in the future, and this girl would definitely repeat the mistakes of the Qinglou.

In the process of Chen Jun and Fahai watching slowly.

The sun was getting higher, from the hazy fog of the early morning until the warm midday sun, and after a morning of queuing, it was finally the couple's turn to incense.

I saw them happily walk up to the monk and spend twenty taels of silver to buy incense.

Then walked to the altar and lit it, watching the purple smoke drift in the sky, the two of them were still unsatisfied, and went to the merit box to donate fifty taels of merit, and finally an old monk walked out of the temple and talked with the husband and wife for a while.

The couple finally left satisfied.

"That person is the current presiding officer of Jinshan Temple."

Chen Jun looked at the gentle-looking, kind-eyed old monk and asked Fahai.

"Yes, that's the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple in this generation."

With that, Fahai appeared and walked towards the old monk.

The Tianwang Palace, is the main hall of Jinshan Temple, in which there is the Maitreya Buddha who is always open with a smile, and on both sides are the four heavenly kings, also known as the four great King Kongs. Behind the palace of the king of heaven is the majestic and magnificent hall of the heavy eaves rest mountain. In the middle of the main hall are three golden Buddha statues of Shakyamuni Buddha, Medicine Buddha and Amitabha Buddha, the west wall is eighteen arhats, and there are fifty-six celestial deities sitting on the left and right attics, all of which are gold bodies pasted with gold leaf, which are splendid.

"Zen Master Fahai?"

When the old monk Yuan Jue saw Fahai's face, he was immediately shocked, and said very happily: "If the Zen master is not practicing in the pagoda, could it be that he has made a great gain and has already succeeded in preaching?" He thought that Fahai had just broken through from retreat.

"It's not."

Fahai shook his head and asked, "What happened to the incense ceremony just now?" ”

"Every fifteenth, the temple will hold an incense ceremony, in Qiantang City, Suzhou and Hangzhou and even further areas of believers will come to Jinshan Temple to pray for blessings."

"Didn't the Zen master see it when he went out before?"

"I've seen it before." Fahai did not evade, "You can collect sesame oil money, what about incense money?" A stick of incense costs twenty taels, do you know what these twenty taels mean to the poor households under the mountain? ”

"Amitabha."

The old monk folded his hands and explained: "Hui Zen Master, of course the disciples know, but these incense stickers are rich believers, and this little incense money is not a hindrance. ”

"What's more, these incense money is not for disciples to embezzle or enrich their own pockets, but to repair the Buddha's golden body, Zen monastery, stupa and many other Buddhist things."

Fahai replied: "The poor monk knows what you mean, and he is not an inflexible person, but just.... Are those people really rich believers? ”

Fahai pointed to the little girl in Chen Jun's hand, "This girl is the daughter of the couple just now, she was ruthlessly sold by her parents to the Qinglou in exchange for one hundred taels of silver, of which seventy taels were spent on the purchase of incense in the temple, in order to pray for the blessing of the Buddha and give birth to a boy." ”

"This.... How so? “

The old monk Yuanjue's face was ugly.

"If you're not mistaken, the couple asked you exactly how to have children." Fahaido.

"Amitabha, the disciple is deeply sinful."

Fahai said: "In the future, the incense ceremony will be canceled, even if one believer in a thousand people spends all his family savings, it will be a blessing on us." ”

"Yes."

Although the old monk Yuanjue's face was hesitant, he did not dare to refute.

Fahai turned and left.

"Where is the Zen master going?"

"There is no nail in the mountains, and the years are unknown." Fahai looked out of the mountain gate, "This world is no longer the world that the poor monks see, and the world is not the world that the poor monks want, the poor monks want to go out and see." ”

"I wish the Zen master a speedy return."

In a moment, Fahai had already walked out of the Jinshan Temple, only glanced back, and then the person had appeared at the foot of the mountain, and there was no more nostalgia.

"Great monk, you raise it high and put it down gently, it's too biased to favor him."

Chen Jun chuckled and said: "Among the thousands of believers, there is definitely not only one family and one family is poor, but they are all burdened by Jinshan Temple, not to mention the presiding minister's words, do you believe me or not." ”

"The interests are moving, in the journey to the west, Mahakalpa, Ananda is a disciple of Rulai, how can a mortal monk in the world miss Buddha's things?"

"This matter started because of me, I will give this girl an explanation, and this kind of thing will not happen in Jinshan Temple in the future."

"Okay."

Chen Jun knew that Fahai had other means, so he didn't ask any more.

"Then please take care of this little girl."

"No problem, I will leave her in the care of my worldly sister Xu Jiaorong." Chen Jun asked, "Then what are you going to do now?" ”

"Do you know the White Deer Academy?" Fahai suddenly asked a mindless question.

"What's wrong?"

"The founding book of Bailu Academy is a Tang person, and he is a friend of the same generation as me."

Fahai smiled and looked at him retrospectively: "He is a great Confucian, in the past, the poor monk traveled all over the world and met him in Qiantang. At that time, he settled in seclusion in the countryside to study, taught children in his spare time, and raised a white deer for self-entertainment. This deer is human, often follows the left and right, and can trek dozens of miles to Qiantang County to buy back the books, paper, pens, ink, etc., so people call him Mr. Bailu. ”

"At that time, the White Deer Academy had not yet taken shape, just a small grass house, and after he died, the poor monks went to mourn him, thinking that the White Deer Academy would disappear in the long river of history, but he did not expect that it has now become one of the four major academies in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is famous all over the world."

"At that time, the poor monk who met Mr. Bailu followed his example to establish Jinshan Temple, but now the poor monk did not expect that Jinshan Temple would have such a situation, maybe he and the poor monk would not have expected that hundreds of years later, Bailu Academy and Jinshan Temple will each have dirt."

"What did the great monk tell me to do this?"

"The poor monk wanted to say this when he entered the academy with you, and he was fortunate to say it happily at this time."

"Listen to what you mean, it seems that you promised me to see the world and change him?"

"If there is a heat, there will be a light, the poor monk has not died of old age, there is still strength to spare, I want to try to change it, to see what it will be?"

Fahai nodded, "It's just that the poor monk will choose to do it in his own way, and it won't necessarily be able to help the donor." ”

"If you don't stand in front of me and become my enemy, that is to help me.

And I believe that as long as you see that the world has changed, you will take the initiative to help me, even if it is an enemy of thousands of gods and Buddhas. ”

Fahai smiled slightly, not believing it, "After solving the Jinshan Temple incident, the poor monk went to investigate the ghost country and reduced them, and this little girl asked the donor." ”

"Okay."

After each left, Chen Jun took the little girl to the Xu family's courtyard.

"What's your name?" He asked the girl.

"My father said that he was born cheap, there is no big name, only a small name called Dani."

"I'll help you choose a name, do you want it?"

"Okay, thank you, big brother, take it quickly."

"It's called Qingfeng, what do you think?" Chen Jun took the girl's hand, "I once had an apprentice, her name is Xuanyuan Qingfeng, she is the female alliance leader in the martial arts, and there are several land immortal masters in the martial arts review, which is very powerful. ”

"Then why don't you just call me Xuanyuan Qingfeng?"

The girl was very happy, "This name is very domineering, like the name of those storytellers?" ”

"You are you, she is her, it's good if you call Qingfeng, if you want, you can add a little in front of your name."

"Don't, don't, I'll be called Qingfeng, I like the name."

Back in the Xu family's courtyard, Chen Jun was well counted by his sister Xu Jiaorong, especially the arrival of the little girl Qingfeng, who almost didn't suspect that Xu Xian and a certain Oiran were secretly born.

When Chen Jun heard this, he laughed directly, "Sister, you are too interesting." ”

"If he was the child I had with another woman, and it stands to reason that this girl was already 10 years old, then I didn't let people get pregnant when I was seven or eight years old, then I was too tough."

"Go and go, you can just laugh at Sister A, and see who will cook and eat in the future."

"Sister Xu, don't be angry, I'll beat my brother for you."

"Well played."

Xu Jiaorong was brought up by Xu Xian in a hard life, and she was both sympathetic and loving to the little girl Qingfeng's experience.

"Come on, let's eat, I made fresh fish soup, tofu, vegetables and corn."

"Okay~" the little girl cried happily.

Time passed day by day, under the urging of Chen Jun, Li Gongfu came to the door to propose, and Xu Jiaorong encountered her own life events, so she became like a little woman.

After setting the date, he only waited for the Li family to marry Xu Jiaorong.

Chen Jun plans to leave after drinking the wedding wine of this cheap sister and brother-in-law, completely break the cause and effect, and then use the modern red thinking to correct the world.

This is what he sees as a way to set things right in the world.

It's just that Chen Jun didn't expect that Fahai's gossip was circulating in Qiantang County recently.

"Sister, what are you talking about, there is a rumor on the street that Monk Fahai is visiting the Qinglou?"

"That's right, the streets and alleys of this Qiantang are spreading, saying that the Zen master of Fahai lingered in the Qinglou Goolan house, stayed in the Red Mansion Spring every night, and killed people."

"Killed whom?"

"A scholar named Liu Chengfeng personally killed him, many people saw it, and Zen Master Fahai also admitted it."

"And some people saw that the Liu family led the soldiers and horses to personally surround the Red Mansion Spring, and after the Fahai Zen Master came out of the Qinglou, he was immediately killed by ten thousand arrows falling rain, which many people saw with their own eyes."

The corners of Chen Jun's mouth twitched, and he immediately understood what Fahai meant by giving everyone an explanation.

First of all.

It is impossible for Fahai to die, that is, if he wants to kill Fahai, he may be seriously injured and half dead, and it is strange that a few arrows can shoot him.

Fahey's intentions are clear

Staying in the Qinglou is to personally damage the reputation of the holy monk that he has accumulated for hundreds of years.

Because in the area south of the Jiangsu-Hangzhou River, Fahai is the living signboard of Jinshan Temple.

There are really too many believers who have grown up listening to the legend of Fahai since childhood, and the parents of the little girl Qingfeng are an example, listening to Fahai's reputation, and going to Jinshan Temple to pray to God and worship Buddha to give birth to a boy.

In this way, Fahai, who ruined his reputation, was no longer a god, and the influence of Jinshan Temple was greatly reduced.

Then admit to killing Liu Chengfeng, take all the cause and effect, and then let the Liu family kill him, that is in order not to involve Jinshan Temple and him.

No wonder in the past few days, Chen Jun has not seen the revenge from the Liu family.

"Hanwen, that's not Fahai Zen Master, how could he stay in the Qinglou and be killed."

"Maybe it may or maybe it isn't."

“.....”

In early April, Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu got married.

One day in the early morning, when the sky was bright, Xu Jiaorong pushed open the door and found only a letter on the table.

West Lake, misty in the morning.

The little girl's cheeks were swollen and red by the cold wind, but she still didn't give up, she looked cute, Chen Jun looked at her and chuckled: "What are you doing with me, go back." ”

"Big brother, what are you going to do?" The little girl Qingfeng asked.

"What am I going to do?"

He stood on the lakeside embankment, the breeze was blowing, and he had the feeling of ascending to the immortal, Chen Jun was already wearing a wide and long-sleeved white robe of the scholars, and there was a red sandalwood hairpin in his hair bun.

"I'm going to play a game against Cangtian in West Lake!"

The flat voice sounded above the West Lake, and it sounded softly in the little girl's ears, but as soon as the words fell, the girl's eyes widened and she saw a thousand layers of waves sweeping up on the West Lake.

On this day, all the people of Qiantang saw it.

There are seven water dragon pillars soaring straight into the sky, like seven divine swords inserted into the heavens and the earth, the sword qi flies into the nine heavens, and the immortals, gods, ghosts, and goblins of heaven and earth hold their breath and condense, not daring to speak.

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Change first, then change