"Sangkokuji Temple! I've heard the name. But the current Xiangguo Temple has long been turned into ashes, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back! After Zuo Qianhu thought about it, he said a little unbearably.

"Xiangguoji Temple is gone! Whining..! When the little monk heard this, he cried again; My master's biggest dream is to return to Sangkookji Temple. Now not only is the master dead, but even Xiangguo Temple is gone! What can I do? ”

After crying for a while, the little monk suddenly turned from crying to laughter and said with great joy; "No, Xiangguo Temple is gone, I can build it! In this way, I won't be able to help him fulfill his wish! ”

The more the little monk thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and finally stood up with a pat on his head. and said to Zhu Kunming and the others who were looking at him as if they were looking at mental illness; "Yes, yes, yes. I have memorized all the scriptures in my head, and as long as I have money, I can rebuild Xiangguoji Temple. And after the Xiangguo Temple was built, I was the presiding officer of the Xiangguo Temple. When the time comes, I will recruit some little monks, and Xiangguo Temple will be there again! ”

Looking at the little monk who was a little crazy, Fu Yuechi on the side poked his head out of his sister's shoulder and said with red eyes; "It costs money to build a temple, and a statue of the Buddha with a golden body costs thousands of taels of silver. You little monk, if you build a temple as big as Xiangguo Temple, there will be less gold. Now that I sell you, it's not enough money for a Buddha statue, so where will you find so much money to build a temple when the time comes? ”

"Moon Pool!" When Fu Tianqiu heard this, he immediately glared angrily at Fu Yuechi, so frightened that she quickly retracted her head.

"Money, money, money, money, money!" The little monk shook his head anxiously, and kept patting his head with both hands.

watched the little monk keep turning in circles, and slapped his head fiercely, and kept saying the words of money and money in his mouth. Zuo Qianhu looked at Zhu Kunming and the two beside him, and said in a low voice; "Two adults, this monk has been hit so hard, I think he is probably crazy!"

Fu Tianqiu listened, nodded in agreement, and said; "Yes! What a pity! This little monk looks like he is in his teens, such a big child, not only homeless, but also crazy! What a pathetic! ”

"Money! Money! Money! Where is the money! The little monk sat on the ground, rummaging through the package. But there was nothing in the package except for the golden Buddha and two magic weapons.

The little monk held the golden Buddha in his arms and shook his head, shook his head and sighed; "That's how heavy! Not enough! ”

Looking at the appearance of the little monk, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Kunming's mouth, and he said seductively; "Little monk, do you really want money so much? Uncle is rich! Zhu Kunming said, taking out a gold brick from the space, looking like a strange man.

"Scared!" Looking at Zhu Kunming's smile, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Money! I want it, give it to me! As long as I can build a temple, you can let me do anything! The little monk looked at the gold brick in Zhu Kunming's hand, and hurriedly pounced, wanting to hold him in his hand.

Zhu Kunming looked at the little monk who pounced, stepped back, pointed to a few magic weapons on the ground, and said with a smile; "There is no good thing in the world that is not earned for nothing, if you want me to help you rebuild the Faxiang Temple, you need to give me these magic weapons in exchange."

"Magic weapon!" The little monk looked at the Buddhist beads and other magic weapons on the ground, and his face showed a trace of reluctance.

Zhu Kunming looked at the reluctance on the little monk's face and said; "What? If you don't want to, forget it. These things are good, but they don't really work for me, and I don't force you. ”

"Master Zhu, you're not a monk either, what's the use of you asking for these things!" Zuo Qianhu said inexplicably.

Zhu Kunming listened to Zuo Qianhu's words and said calmly; "These Buddha treasures, blessed by the millennium blessings of the monks of Faxiang Temple, can not only calm the mind and calm the mind, but also have the effect of refuting evil spirits. And if you wear it on your body for a long time, you can be protected by the Dharma. After explaining to Zuo Qianhu, Zhu Kunming looked at the little monk who was constantly patting his head and looked hesitant, and said; Little monk, have you thought about it? If you agree, I'll pay for them. If you don't agree, I'll say you didn't say it. ”

"These things were born with the Faxiang Temple, and now there is no Faxiang Temple, so what's the use of me holding these things! I want to come to the master's Tianzhiting, I should understand my good intentions. There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! After the little monk finished speaking, he clasped his palms together and bowed to the Buddha treasure on the ground.

"Great bhikkhus, ask the elder Subodhi, can you see it with your body? Elder Su Bodhi replied, no, all the appearances are vain, and they have no choice but to see it! There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! After the little monk finished speaking, the treasure was solemn and bowed again. Then the Buddha statue, Buddha beads, and white jade bracelet were handed over to Zhu Kunming.

Looking at the appearance of the little monk, Zhu Kunming nodded and said with a smile; "I didn't expect you to see it instead! What a rarity! ”

The little monk clasped his palms together and laughed along; "It no longer matters whether the little monk sees it or not. The only obsession of the little monk now is to rebuild the Faxiang Temple and educate the world. Nam no Amitabha"

Zhu Kunming took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, handed them to the little monk, and said; "This is the official universal silver ticket, which is exactly 10,000 taels of gold. These silver tickets can be redeemed anywhere, so now you can take the temple and go to it, I hope you can rebuild the temple. ”

"The merit of the donor is immeasurable, it is really good, good!" After the little monk finished speaking, he nodded. Then he took the silver ticket, bowed his head and hugged the blood-stained robe in his arms.

"Little monk, although I spent gold to invite these magic weapons. But I don't want to take advantage of you, these Buddha treasures are worth much more than gold, so I'll give you something too. Zhu Kunming said, took out a book from the space, and threw it to the little monk who turned his head.

"Divine Palm!" The little monk looked at the words on the book and whispered.

Zhu Kunming nodded with a smile and said; "Well, I don't have a Buddha in my heart, this thing is useless to me. But I think you might be able to use it, so I hope it helps! ”

After listening to Zhu Kunming's words, the little monk flipped through a few pages, and couldn't help but cautiously put the book into his arms.

"The benefactor can not put profit first, which is really immeasurable! Wonderful. Wonderful! The little monk bowed to Zhu Kunming, then took the robe and turned to leave.

Seeing the little monk disappear into the heavy rain, Fu Yuechi on the side couldn't help whispering to his sister beside him; "Sister, this person actually used 10,000 taels of gold to buy these things used by monks. And after buying it, it looks like it's taking advantage! This man must have a sick brain! ”

(End of chapter)