Walking into the Buddhist temple, it is a very spacious compound, the courtyard is paved with black stones, and the ground is covered with countless shallow potholes.

Zhang Huansheng had already broken into dozens of Buddhist temples, knowing that the pothole was the mark left by the believers who had worshiped the Buddha for hundreds of years, and walked forward while stepping on the pit;

While thinking silently in his heart: "According to the rules of the Buddhas, only the dignitaries in the city can enter the temple to worship the Buddha.

The rest of the general public, can only bow in front of the door of the house in the direction of the sunrise Maitreya Dao place, and they are not even allowed to step into the Buddhist temple for the rest of their lives, and the only hope in their lives is that they can have a rich reincarnation in the next life, and it is really pious to think about it.

If it weren't for living on an isolated island and being brainwashed from generation to generation, it would never be possible for all 70 million people to be so simple. ”

While thinking about it, Zhang Huansheng once again secretly sighed that the Dharma King's means were strong, and unconsciously became more curious about his origin, and his steps accelerated through the courtyard, stepped on the high jade steps, and came to the front of the main hall of Foshan.

Looking inside, the Buddhist altar in the middle of the main hall is usually enshrined in the nine-zhang golden body of the Maitreya Buddha from the east.

The Buddha statue is half-lying and half-sitting with its chest exposed, only wearing a big red robe inlaid with gold, silver, glass, coral, amber, clams, agate and other Buddhist treasures, with a smile on the face of the fat head and big ears, and the facial features are very similar to Zhang Huansheng.

Beneath the statue are nine copper jars large enough to accommodate horses.

The harbor was half-filled with refined beast grease, and in the oil stood thick velvet threads as thick as a strong man's fist, which were being lit and emitting a ball of fire.

The light gathered together, shining in front of a square incense burner that was only five feet high, but several feet long and wide, and filled with incense ash inside.

In front of the furnace is an open space, neatly arranged with many wellhead-sized futons.

Each futon is painted with different images of upasa, bhikshus, revelations, heavenly maidens chanting, banquets, singing and dancing, showing a scene of bliss.

Originally, before the Bodhisattvas who lived in Ayutthaya migrated to the Pure Land, they tried their best to petition for the Buddha statues, lantern jars, incense burners, and so on in the temples to be taken away.

For this reason, many people even knelt for several days and nights, almost losing their lives, but still have no regrets.

But Zhang Huansheng was abducted by evil monks since he was a child, and although he practiced the supreme power of Buddhism, he had no good impression of Buddhism.

In addition, he knew that the construction of Buddhist temples would inevitably require extensive occupation of mountains and forests, and most of the monks in the temples did not produce and relied on believers to provide for them, which not only did not have the slightest benefit to the rich country and strong soldiers, but also was a huge burden, so he did not want to move into too many Buddhist temples in Zhang Guo.

After thinking about it, he used his identity as the reincarnation of Maitreya to falsely claim that he had been reincarnated and fallen into the red dust, and he would no longer be Maitreya before he attained the supreme fruition.

In this way, there is no Maitreya Buddha in heaven and earth for the time being, and the Buddhas do not need to build temples for the time being, and worship Maitreya with a golden body.

In the future, you only need to get up early in the morning, go in the direction of King Zhang's palace, and recite a sentence, "Immeasurably alive." That's it.

Such nonsense has been accepted by countless Buddhists after spreading, so that they are satisfied not to mention the relocation of the temple, and also regard Zhang Guo as a living land Buddha country and a life belonging.

At this time, standing on the ground paved with white jade, he looked at the hall for a while, and couldn't help muttering: "The more Buddhist temples in the old city have entered, the more I feel that building Buddhist temples is too laborious and costly."

Fortunately, I insisted on not letting these temples move to Zhangguo, otherwise I don't know how much national strength would have been wasted. ”

When the words landed, he turned to look at the servant who was following him, and ordered, "You wait to stay outside the palace." He walked into the Buddha hall.

After turning around and seeing that there was nothing unusual, Zhang Huansheng strolled to Maitreya Jin, was looking up and looking, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance coming from nowhere, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, his mind was confused, his feet were empty, and he fell into chaos.

When he was awake again, he felt horrified that his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body had lost all his senses, and that he was naked and immersed in a balloon of slippery, warm water.

Zhang Huansheng, who didn't have time to explore the causes and consequences, felt that he seemed to have fallen into some kind of danger inexplicably, turned his mind, used his mana and qi, and planned to break free from the shackles first and then care about the others, but found that whether it was the infinite supernatural powers obtained from cultivating the "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra" and "True as Maitreya", or the leakless true body cast by refining the "Eight or Nine Xuangong", he had lost it.

The only thing he could do was float silently in the endless darkness, unable to move at all.

In such a strange situation, although the body is not painful, the spirit is extremely tormented, Zhang Huansheng is anxious at first, then angry and furious, and finally it has evolved into a kind of despair that is worse than death.

It's a pity that at this time, even death is a luxury for him, and he can only endure torture that seems to have no end.

The time in the silence cannot be calculated at all, and I don't know how long it has been, maybe it is only a few days, or maybe ten years and eight years have passed, and when Zhang Huansheng finally gradually got used to this ignorant state of mind, he suddenly felt a huge force pressing his body from top to bottom, and he couldn't help squeezing it.

This change instantly broke Zhang's heart lake of life and death, and made him reborn a kind of hope that he didn't know the purpose, and tried to twist his body a few times, and found that he had become able to move, so he struggled desperately.

After tossing like this for a long time, Zhang Huansheng suddenly felt that the warm water wrapped around him burst open, and he continued to struggle forward with the squeezing external force, and suddenly a flash of light appeared in front of him, and then his eyes lit up, and he saw a thick beam.

At the same time, Zhang Huansheng heard a surprised voice in his ears and shouted: "Born, born, mother and son are safe, he is a little son." Immediately after that, someone lifted himself upside down, patted his buttocks hard, and said in a worried tone: "The little boy is very fat, his eyes are slippery, and he looks very smart, but he doesn't like to cry..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by the shouting of a hoarse, ecstatic, and incoherent man outside the house, "It doesn't matter if a manly man doesn't like to cry, he doesn't like to cry."

The important thing is that I have a son, I have a son, the ancestors bless, my Zhang family has another descendant who inherits the incense, hahahaha, it is really blessed by the ancestors.

Madame, Madame, thanks to you, by the way, I have to bow down in person, thank Madame for your hard work. ”

When the words landed, a woman laughed and said: "The young lady has just given birth, how can a man get in, if he enters the cool breeze, but something big is going to happen, the young master is really happy and stupid." ”

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