Chapter 91: Building a Temple

I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I was about to jump, but I found myself surrounded by a candle dragon. It's cold at night on the mountain, and this guy is afraid that I will catch a cold and give me a cover.

At this time, the candle dragon was also awakened by me, and I hurriedly pushed it into the hole and covered the stone slab.

After a while, the villagers arrived, and the patriarch himself brought people to carry a plaque tied with big red silk.

I hurriedly stepped forward to greet me, "Why are you here yourself?"

The patriarch smiled and said, "The completion of the new house is a big deal for us, how can I not come?" I've heard people say that temples should have names, but I wonder what the benefactor wants to name the temple?"

The picture of the candle dragon sleeping soundly suddenly slipped through my mind, and I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Let's call it Shenlong Temple." I think it's a memorial to our friendship, a gift from me.

"Shenlong Temple, well, there is momentum. But I don't know what to say?"

"Oh, that's right, this place is a treasure of feng shui, but it's a pity that a dragon's eye is missing. Now the temple is being built here, just to make up for it. As the so-called finishing touch, the dragon has to live, and since then the wind and rain have been smooth, and the grains have been abundant. Therefore, it was named Shenlong. ā€

Actually, I'm really not all nonsense, the mountain shape here does look like a giant dragon, and the location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is really above the dragon's eye, only this wind and rain and the harvest of the five grains are a bit of a blind component.

However, the soil is fertile, the climate is mild, and in my thirteen years of memory it has always been smooth, and I have never heard of any major natural disasters, so I guess it is not far behind.

But when they heard me say this, they were all glad.

As soon as the patriarch waved his hand, someone lifted the plaque, and even prepared a brush and gold dust.

The patriarch stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Benefactor, the plaque has been prepared for you, you are literate and hyphenated, please write this character yourself, how about it?"

"Okay, but you don't always have to call me a benefactor, or a hero, just call me Little Master."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

The patriarch laughed heartily and agreed.

I picked up the pen, dipped it in gold dust, stared at the plaque and began to wonder, what font to write? Fat, gold or wild grass? After thinking about it, I still chose the seal character, and felt that only the seal character could be worthy of this place, which could appear more simple and solemn.

When I finished writing, everyone applauded, and I stood up, took a step back and admired my work, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, it was a good job.

But I couldn't smile when I looked at it, and suddenly realized, oh my God, isn't this the plaque that our Shenlong Temple hangs on the mountain gate?

"Little Master, Little Master?"

"Huh?" The patriarch's repeated calls woke me up, who had a stiff face and had lost my mind.

"Little Master, are you alright?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's just that something suddenly comes to mind, don't worry."

"Oh, that's good." The patriarch said thoughtfully, twisting his beard.

"Little Master, I heard that the temple is going to worship the statues of the gods, why don't you see any statues prepared here?"

It was Zhang Qi who spoke.

I saw that everyone stretched their necks to look indoors, and said with a smile: "The one built now is not a temple, it should be called the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it will be my shelter for the time being." ā€

I saw that everyone was confused, so I explained, "Well, the monastery is a complex of buildings with many houses with different functions. You all have your own lives, and I don't want to waste money and trouble everyone, so I built the Scripture Pavilion first, and I'll talk about the rest later. ā€

As soon as I said this, I saw that everyone's faces changed color, and no one thought that building a temple would be such a big deal.

It has taken nearly half a year to build a scripture pavilion alone, so if you want to build the entire temple, you can't do it with the power of the whole village! It seems that what I said at the beginning was a bit big.

I made up my mind and said with a smile: "The poor monk is not talented, and he has some small skills, in the future, if there is a place where you need help, everyone can speak, and the poor monk will do his best." However, for the time being, we still have to rely on everyone's generosity, and when the merit of the donation is more in the future, I will ask you to gradually complete the construction of the temple and pay everyone according to their work. ā€

When the patriarch heard this, he nodded in approval and said: "The little master is kind-hearted, and we have great kindness, but he is not proud of himself, and he can still wait for me, which is really admirable to the old man." I will make a statement today, in the future, there will be places where we need to contribute, not to mention what wages are not paid, we will define and cannot be dismissed. ā€

The others also said yes again and again, which made me quite moved, and hurriedly saluted: "Then thank you very much." ā€

There has never been a small building in the village, let alone a three-story one, and everyone feels fresh. I led everyone upstairs and downstairs to take a tour, which attracted bursts of admiration.

Unexpectedly, this Dharma has not been preached much, but my reputation for being quite accomplished in architecture and feng shui has spread.

From then on, whenever someone wanted to break ground and build something, he would come to me and ask me to give me a look and guidance.

Of course, no one will let me go in vain. Although they don't need any wages, they are also entertained with good food and drink, and they will give a large sum of money as merit before leaving.

In this way, in less than a year, I have accumulated a large amount of wealth, and the construction of the temple is just around the corner.

I decided to build the main hall first, so that everyone would have to come to me in the Scripture Pavilion all the time, which was too inconvenient.

The amount of work involved in building a temple on the mountain is not only large, but also difficult. I invited all the skilled craftsmen from a radius of 100 miles, and the people in the village will come to help as long as they have nothing to do. I have never been stingy, I have a lot of salary, and I have hired people to greet everyone with good food and food, so I am very popular with everyone.

Once, there was a craftsman who suffered from a cold, vomited and diarrhea and had a fever, and after I checked the pulse, I took a dose of decoction and the medicine was cured. Since then, the reputation of the miracle doctor has spread. Especially after curing several incurable diseases, his reputation became even greater. But all the diseases that are not good in the ordinary people will come to ask me to take a look, but fortunately, I have never missed a hand.

Now, I am even more busy every day, and sometimes someone will knock on the door in the middle of the night.

However, more and more merit is being donated. I didn't spend much, so I basically saved up my money to build a temple.

In this way, as long as there is money, one place will be built in the east and a little bit in the west, and it will take 10 years before and after the temple has begun to take shape.

In the dead of night, I often sigh how important it is to read, if it weren't for the fact that I had read so many miscellaneous books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and studied civil engineering, how could I be today?

Every night I have to go down to the cave, which is also the happiest time of the day for the candle dragon. Every time I visited, I could see it watching under the entrance of the cave, which made me feel warm.

It was as if he had fallen asleep, without any sign of corruption. Every night I would tell them what had happened during the day, as if they could actually hear it.

As long as I'm not around, I'll lock the door with that bronze lock. I could have not locked it, but I don't know if I was used to it or what, I always felt that it was not safe not to lock it, and other locks were not worthy of this scripture pavilion in my eyes.