Zizhu Town is not a big town, and it is not ranked in Longmu City at all, but many people know such a town.

Of course, a large part of this place is due to Brokeback Mountain.

That is, the so-called back mountain in the population of Zizhu Village, which is the ruins of the alien dumping garbage.

The second is that there is a famous temple in Zizhu Town - Daxiong Temple, it is said that it is the place where the city lord of Longmu City once lived for the heavenly year, as for which city lord lived for the heavenly year, there is no specific record in the history books, and it may be the legend of the wild history is not known.

There is also an internal primary factor, Zizhu Town is actually an open prison in Longmu City, and Chen Bo and others are this identity.

Every year on the 15th day of the seventh month, Daxiongji Temple is the busiest day.

Not only the big and small businessmen and celebrities in the vicinity, but also the people with heads and faces in other places, especially those high-ranking officials and nobles who have retired or are about to retire, many of them come to bow down devoutly, begging for the prosperity of the official fortune in the coming year, or to bless them with long rain and dew.

The Zizhu Town Government is even more enthusiastic about this, and the security work began to be put on the agenda many days ago, and the town began to restrict outsiders a few days earlier, especially those who are homeless, poor, and have no identity, all of them have been driven to Xicheng for a full ten days of martial law.

The Temple of the Six Banyan Trees is another temple in Zizhu Town, which echoes the Daxiong Temple.

Not only the direction corresponds, but even the pilgrims who go there correspond.

The people who worship in Daxiong Temple are either rich or expensive, but the people who come to worship in the Six Banyan Temple are either poor or poor, and there is little difference in popularity.

Although Chen Bo's family is a good family in Zizhu Village, and he himself is quite prestigious, he was not qualified to enter the Daxiong Treasure Temple when he was under martial law, including that he was a prisoner under house arrest but with a little freedom, and he had long been on the list.

But in order to beg for the happiness and health of his family, Uncle Chen, together with Aunt Chen, Qin Mu, and servants also came to worship.

Along the way, Qin Mu naturally didn't talk much, and the surrounding situation was not uncommon to him, he had been here many times.

Far away from the Temple of the Six Banyan Trees, Qin Mu felt the atmosphere.

There are many people selling tribute incense and fasting products around, in fact, many things are sold as incense products at this time.

Things like steamed bread, fruits, oils and other things can be seen everywhere, not to mention what kind of fragrant paper and the like.

On the road that was about to enter the Six Banyan Temple, Qin Mu saw a once familiar scene, a group of special pilgrims:

There are men and women, old and young, some kneeling on the ground, some sitting on the ground, some with sound limbs, some with incomplete limbs, and even more Qin Mu saw several special, the three-year-old child's nose is gone, the five-year-old child is blind in one eye, and what impresses him even more is that there are four people who have nothing at all, that is, the facial features are also missing two features, the head is bare, and there are no ears.

"Madam, can you give some money to the elderly?" cried the bare and limbless man in a mournful voice.

Aunt Chen's heart was pale, and she not only gave fasting money, but also gave a lot of food.

The others saw that there were kind-hearted pilgrims here, and suddenly more than a dozen people came over, Aunt Chen didn't say a word, took things from the hands of the subordinates and distributed them to them personally, Uncle Chen looked at them and also sent money and goods, and naturally thanked them after leaving.

Only Qin Mu stood alone and was an idler, doing nothing and being alone, he remembered this scene in his previous life, which was very similar.

"Reading!"

"Hmm!"

Qin Mu followed Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen to worship the gods and Buddhas, left his subordinates and went to a corner alone, looked at some free books distributed in the temple just now to pass the time, and happened to meet an acquaintance who was not an acquaintance, every time he came, he could always meet this person, an old monk with hair in the temple, a fat old man with a smile, others called him an old man, and Qin Mu was a general friend.

"It's good to read more books related to Buddhism, you can purify people's anger!" the old man sat in front of Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked up at the old man, smiled slightly, lowered his head and continued to look at the "Blue-faced Buddha" in his hand.

"Are you Chen Bo's son?" the old man said again inexplicably.

"Yes!"

Qin Mu replied briefly, his tone was not very friendly, and he was even a little angry.

Most people call Chen Bo Uncle Chen.

"I knew when I saw you and Chen Bo handing things out together just now," the old man showed a row of Sheila's yellowed teeth, his title still hadn't changed, and he looked at Qin Mu's "How do you know the expression" explained to himself.

"Oh!"

Qin Mu is another word, he is very uninterested in this person, his attitude is very cold, and he obviously means to drive people away, but the old man still smiled, as if he didn't feel Qin Mu's coldness at all, and took out a somewhat yellowed book from his arms and looked at it himself.

"Can you help me see how to pronounce these words? I'm a little dizzy when I'm older, and I can't read the words clearly?"

The old man raised his butt and turned to Qin Mu familiarly.

Qin Mu looked at the old man's face covered with dead bark, and always had a faint smile, and finally told him that the six-character mantra of Buddhism "Om Ma Ma Horn Mi 吽" was written in a rare meta font, Qin Mu was very surprised that the old man had this kind of book.

The meta font is a long-ago font, which has almost disappeared into history, and Qin Mu also has a memory bird church.

"The young man is so knowledgeable that he even knows this ancient font!"

The old man said to himself, and didn't say anything to Qin Mu, he raised his butt and shook his head and walked away.

Feeling as if someone was peeking, Qin Mu raised his head consciously, and a few flashing old men disappeared from his sight.

"Boss, are you really here?"

When Qin Mu continued to look at the Buddhist book in his hand, he heard a familiar voice, and the little girl Han Jiang was walking towards him with a smile on her face.

"Aren't you a non-believer in Buddhism, how did you get here?" Qin Mu asked.

"Don't you also believe in Buddhism, don't you just run here to hide and be idle?" the little girl Han Jiang unceremoniously revealed the past, "I remember you once said that you only believe in one person in your life, and that is the Dugu Sage, the leader of our Dugu Sect!"

Qin Mu smiled and shook his head silently, this was Qin Mu's joke in his previous life, he called himself the Dugu Sage and claimed to be the leader of the Dugu Sect.

"I came here with my family, I came over when they were chatting with your parents, you are sitting and I am leaving, Dugu Sage!" Han Jiang did not forget to joke when he left, "You can remember that you are the Dugu Sect Master, and you are the only saint worthy of trust!"

After Han Jiang left, Qin Mu read the book again, thought about his former life, and smiled at it.

He didn't come to the temple because he believed in anything, he came purely to find purity.

Now he can put a lot of things down.

The slippage of the realm in his heart basically had no effect, and even the flame golden silkworm in his body was much quieter when he listened to the sound of the Buddha here. When the golden silkworm was tied up and sent into the cold palace just now, it was very uncalm and unwilling, and often set fire to make some movements, so that Qin Mu did not wake up naturally for several days, and stayed up all night with panda eyes.

Although he is still basically in the basic stage of cultivation, he is also a little unbearable to be tossed around like that in the middle of the night.

"Hmm!"

When Qin Mu turned naturally, he was surprised to see a person, the silent gourd who was drinking together a few days ago, he was still dressed in white and fluttering, and his eyes were full of maturity, as if nothing could startle his ripples.

When I arrived in front of the Buddha statue, I just stood and looked, that is, I didn't bow my waist or worship, let alone kneel and bow, and just stood upright.

In addition to indifference, there is arrogance in his eyes, and even disdain.

There are so many pilgrims, only he is the most special, transcendent and independent.

He seemed to glance in the direction where Qin Mu was, and then turned back.

Qin Mu didn't pay much attention to it, staring at the little white rabbit a few more times, how could an ordinary little white rabbit be two or three meters away.