Daoran walked on the road with a big basket on his back, and after passing the steamed bun shop, he didn't see much food on the way, at most someone on the side of the road picked up a burden to sell baked cakes and candy.

You can't see the slaughter of livestock, and eating it is not broken.

It's a pity that there was no means of chilling in this era, and the livestock were slaughtered in the early morning, and they were sold out before dawn, otherwise the meat would stink at noon.

Now that it has become three poles in the day, it may not be easy to find something that is not three pure meat. Dao Ran is dead-hearted, and if he has time to steal a wild dog to relieve his hunger that day, he should be able to break the meat ring.

But things still have to be eaten, Dao Ran is now a cultivator, and the amount of food is much larger than before, a meat bun is not hungry at all, even if it is a vegetarian meal, he can eat a table.

As he walked, he saw a five-story building at the end of the avenue, with the magnificent "Sanzang Building" written on the plaque, and the red lanterns were lit even in broad daylight.

Dao Ran once heard a story that in ancient times, there were two wealthy businessmen who fought for wealth, that is, they would light up the whole house day and night, day and night, until one party could no longer hold on.

You know, this candle oil is not cheap, and ordinary people go to sleep directly when it gets dark, because they can't light the lamp.

If today is not a special day, it means that this lantern will not be extinguished day and night, which is a naked show of wealth.

I remember that the widow Sun said that Sanzanglou likes to help the people of Buddhism the most, and such a magnificent place is to see and understand.

Dao Ran quickened his pace and walked towards the Sanzang Tower.

When he arrived at the front of the building, Daoran found another special feature of this five-story building - the extremely high floor.

Obviously there are only five floors, but it is higher than the seven-story pagoda of Jinshan Temple, and it covers an extremely wide area, not like an ordinary restaurant, but more like a small manor.

Moreover, these three Tibetan buildings are backed by the West Lake, and the broken bridge in the south is the best part of Hangzhou City.

"The boss of this Sanzanglou is by no means an ordinary person." Daoran thought to himself.

When he arrived at the door of Sanzang Building, before Dao Ran could speak, the little guy who welcomed the guests had already walked over in small steps, and said cordially and enthusiastically: "This master, welcome to Sanzang Building." ”

This little guy smiled very sincerely, not a little impatient, and didn't care about Daoran's old monk's robe stained by wind and dust, and even very considerately asked him to help him carry the big basket behind him.

As soon as he raised his hand, the little guy's expression froze.

Because he found that when he got started, the basket didn't move at all.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, thank you to the donor, the little monk can carry it on his own." ”

The little guy hurriedly withdrew his hands and said respectfully to Daoran: "It's the villain who doesn't know the severity, the master please." ”

Daoran was led into the gate, and there was a lively scene in front of him.

In the hall, dozens of tables of eight immortals are almost full, dotted around, around the huge Buddha statue in the middle.

This Buddha statue is no more than two zhang high, carved by sandalwood, wearing a Pilu crown on the head, wearing a brocade robe, holding a nine-ring tin cane, the details of the eyebrows are vivid, and it can be called ingenious and heavenly. Compared with the dull color, whether it is the materials or the handwork, it looks so high-profile and luxurious.

But this is not the usual statue of Shakyamuni, but a statue of the Buddha of Zhantan merit.

No wonder it's called Sanzang Building, and it's the Sanzang Master who is enshrined in it.

After the journey to the west, although Mahayana Buddhism failed to bless the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years, nor did it save all sentient beings in the world, Buddhism is indeed much more prosperous than before.

Master Sanzang went through 9981 difficulties and obtained the true scriptures, and it is only natural that this merit should be worshipped.

It's just that Daoran thinks that this Sanzang Building is too luxurious.

According to the rules of the Sanzang Building, the monks are all distinguished guests, so Daoran did not sit in the hall and was taken directly to the private seat on the second floor.

To his surprise, there were not many monks in this place.

On the entire second floor, only two monks can be seen using vegetarian fasting.

There is so little food and drink, and the moral level of the monks in Hangzhou City is a bit high.

Although Sanzanglou surprised Dao Ran a lot, Dao Ran was still very firm in his goal, and he would talk about it first.

Dao Ran said to the little guy who led the way: "Donor, the little monk came from Jinshan Temple in Yongzhou, and I heard that Sanzang Building has opened a convenient door, can you make some fasting rice?" ”

"Master rest assured, monks from all over the world will go to Sanzang Tower, and food and lodging will be free." The little guy said proudly.

"Free room and board? Is there no time limit? Daoran asked.

"Of course, the master can live as long as he wants, and he can eat whatever he wants."

The boss is atmospheric!

Dao Ran has a good impression of the boss of Sanzanglou, and in his previous life, he also wanted to be such an atmospheric person, but unfortunately it was still a little worse.

"Since this is the case, the little monk will bother, please fill this table first." Daoran said.

The little guy listened and was stunned for a moment: "A table? ”

The table in the private room on the second floor is much larger than the table of eight immortals, and it can sit up to ten people.

This little monk looks weird and good-looking, how can he speak without thinking?

But the shopkeeper said that the monks all over the world are nobles in Sanzanglou, anyway, they don't have to spend their own money, just one table on the table.

Vegetarian dishes were served and soon filled the table.

Daoran was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

The taste is still quite good, better than Jinshan Temple, but it lacks a little fresh breath.

The food in Jinshan Temple is bland and tasteless, but the raw materials seem to be unusual, and the monks of Jinshan Temple eat all with round waists and strong bodies, and almost no one will get sick.

Although the vegetarian food in Sanzanglou tastes good, it lacks the breath that makes people feel good about their body and mind.

Although there is a fly in the ointment, Dao Ran still eats very happily, after all, he doesn't need money, and it still tastes delicious.

Just after a few bites, a Buddha called from the side: "Amitabha, this junior brother, do you know that among the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance, the word greed is the first of the three poisons." ”

Dao Ran raised his head and saw a handsome monk looking at him with a serious face, it was the one sitting next to him just now.

Dao Ran was trying to fill his stomach just now, but he didn't notice this, he didn't expect to suddenly come over and talk, and he opened his mouth with a stern accusation.

Daoran clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, what the senior brother taught is that the little monk has been taught." ”

[The mouth is not right, and the precept of lying is committed. 】

[Your Ringbreaker Monk talent is activated, and you gain +1 Taste.] 】

Well, the taste of the rice in the mouth is more distinct, and it is not a loss.

After Dao Ran answered, he didn't look at the handsome monk again, and continued to eat his fast.

The handsome monk's face changed, and he felt panicked in his heart.

What he said just now was to accuse Daoran of ordering a bunch of fasting meals indiscriminately, and wasting food in vain if he couldn't finish eating, clearly thinking that the fasting food in Sanzanglou would be greedy and greedy if he didn't need money, which was a taboo for Buddhism.

For the monk, the effect of these words is equivalent to pointing at his nose and scolding his mother, who would have thought that Dao Ran not only did not distinguish the meaning, but accepted it calmly.

This made the handsome monk feel that he was punched in the air, and there was no effect at all, and it was completely in vain.

But this person had already admitted his mistake, and he didn't know how to continue questioning for a while.

After a pause, the handsome monk asked a little unwillingly: "The poor monk is called Shenxiu, and the family teacher, the abbot of Lingyin Temple, Daoji Zen Master, I don't know where the junior brother came from?" ”