The golden body of the Buddha enshrined in the temple is defiled.

This filth is not on the surface, but is mixed with the incense that is enshrined in the golden body.

What's even more strange is that in this Ciyun Temple in Jinping Mansion, the incense that should be enshrined to the Buddha does not seem to be contained in the Lingshan, but it is just constantly accumulated in the golden body above the main hall.

Regardless of why the golden body of the Buddha here is contaminated with filth, but the Buddha's refusal to accept the incense of this Jinping Mansion also shows that the Buddha knows about this place?

At that time, in the main hall, Fahai secretly recited the mantra and wanted to communicate with the Buddha with the golden body of the Buddha, but if the stone sank into the sea, there was no reply.

Of course, Fahai will not sit idly by and ignore this matter, but because he has just arrived, he is already a little impulsive in his actions just now, and he has not yet understood the local terroir, so he will no longer move lightly.

No matter what the incident is, only when the truth is found can we prescribe the right medicine, otherwise I am afraid that the medicine will not be able to cure the disease, and I am afraid that it will be worse.

Wukong, Little White Dragon and Wujing's Eight Spirits were all sent out by Fahai.

Because they don't know what the problem is, they can only use this method of casting a wide net, but they are not looking for a needle in a haystack, it is just a few places to go.

First, it is to investigate whether there are demons and monsters in the city and the surrounding mountains;

second, to find out whether it is the local government, wealthy families and big households, in the fish and meat township, bullying the people;

The third is to see if the pilgrims have corrupted the Buddha's virtues.

The rest, when they probed the three articles, also searched together.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Oh, why is it so lively outside Master? Disciple go out and take a look~"

At this moment, only Bajie was guarding the master, and when he heard the noise of gongs and drums outside, he ran out to take a look, and came back to report: "Master, it is the believers in the neighborhood, and the old master of the courtyard who sent the lamp to offer the Buddha is also outside, saying that he invited the master to go and see it together." ”

"Since it was the head of the courtyard who invited me, let's go out and have a look."

After all, there was no interest, so he just scribbled a few glances and gave up.

The old master is also a discerning person, seeing that Master Sanzang is not interested at the moment, he did not force him to stay, but after a few words, he let the monks leave, and then personally sent Master Sanzang back to the room, and asked on the way: "The old man is only able to see that the spirit of the Master is not good, is it because he misses his hometown?" ”

After all, the old courtyard master is a kind-hearted person, he just heard that Master Sanzang has been traveling abroad for 14 years, this way from the Tang Dynasty, has gone through such a cold and summer, and now he has met this same customs as the Tang Dynasty, and thought that Master Sanzang is homesick, so he asked.

Don't talk about it yet. Fahai, who originally didn't have this thought, suddenly remembered the Jinshan Temple in his heart after listening to the old master's words.

There seem to be all kinds of characters in front of me, as well as the full moon in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Amitabha." Fahai recited a Buddha name, and a question sounded in his heart: "If it is a few hundred years later, the White Snake will not have the law of double perfection when he meets Xu Xian again, after all, it is man-made." ”

Beautiful love is always desirable.

And this time, Fahai, who has been walking in the world for 14 years, is even more accustomed to seeing the ups and downs and joys and sorrows of the world. In the past, he thought about detachment and enlightenment, but now he has already understood that what he cares about is not the fruit position of the spiritual mountain, not to mention the Arhat and the Bodhisattva. is to become a Buddha, and it seems that it is not as good as this nostalgic red world.

The poor monk may be a spectator, but who says the spectator is not in the red dust?

Seeing that Master Sanzang was pondering, the master of the courtyard didn't ask any more questions, but finally said when he left, "The backyard of my temple is a good place to go, and Master can go and relax tomorrow morning." ”

"Good."

Back in the wing, Fahai placed all the Buddhist scriptures collected along the way in front of him.

The Buddha never forbade Mahayana Buddhism to be preached in Tianzhu, and all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, in fact, do not need to go up to Lingshan, even in these folk Buddhist temples, they can also be collected.

Maybe it wasn't the original, or maybe there were private goods carried by the transcriber, but in Fahai's view, these are the real treasures of Buddhism, and many Buddhist scriptures have not been seen by him before.

The deeper he went into Tianzhu, the more scriptures Fahai had in his hands, and Fahai seemed to understand a little bit why the Buddha and the Bodhisattva did not send the scriptures to the Tang Dynasty, but let themselves learn the scriptures.

It's just words on empty paper, no matter how subtle the meaning is, no matter how deep the Dharma is contained in it. It's also someone else's perception.

Only by walking step by step can you truly appreciate the mystery.

Perhaps in his own world, the Dharma of the Enlightenment Sect passed down by Master Sanzang has been broken for two generations, that is, no one can feel the true meaning of it, and after the Buddha of Tan Merit has achieved his sutra, he has also gone to the Lingshan Dojo, and there is rarely a time for the spirit to appear.

There is only the dojo of the Buddha and the Pure Altar Messenger who fights to defeat the Buddha is not in Lingshan, and from time to time it can still appear in the world.

At this moment, Fahai is thinking, this time with himself, can he reproduce the Buddhism of the Enlightenment Sect?

But it's still that sentence, things are man-made, if you don't do it, how do you know if it will work?

After reading the scriptures all night, Fahai did not feel tired, but was full of energy, eager to learn Buddhism with the 800 Arhats.

When I looked back, I saw that Bajie didn't have a sleeping appearance at all, and when his mouth opened and closed, his saliva flowed. Shinobi shook his head, but didn't wake him up, opened the door and stepped out.

After taking a deep breath of the morning air, I also felt refreshed and open-minded.

It's just that the three disciples haven't come back yet, and it seems that the matter of this Jinping Mansion is not small. Fahai's brows, which had finally stretched out in Yuhua Prefecture, gradually wrinkled at this moment.

I don't know what they found.

It is the first month of the year, and the new year is coming.

Fahai remembered the words of the old courtyard owner last night, so he walked to the backyard, the garden is elegant, and the scenery is indeed a good place to go.

After a short time, the Great Sage came back first.

When he came to the room, he saw that Bajie was sleeping soundly, but the master was not there, so he didn't disturb his dreams, and went to the back garden to find the master.

Seeing that the red peach blossoms in front of him were tender, and the green returned to the willow color, the great sage reported to the master on the side:

"The disciples went to visit the prefect of the city and the mansion of the county wanghao clan, and for a while they did not see that they had oppressed the people, even if there was something inappropriate, it was inevitable, after all, it was not uncommon to bully people everywhere, but after careful teaching by the disciples, they were willing to do good. During this period, the disciple found out something that seemed ordinary in the local area, but in fact it was very inappropriate, so he visited for a few more hours. So it came too late. ”

"Let's talk about it." Fahai sat in a gazebo.

"I don't know if Master still remembers that the master of the courtyard here once said that there was a golden lamp bridge during the Shangyuan Festival in Jinping Mansion?"

Fahai nodded: "There is indeed such a thing, for the teacher to remember." ”

"The disciple went to visit last night, and there are three golden lamps on this golden lamp bridge, and the lamp is as big as a tank. There is sesame oil in the lamp, and this oil is not ordinary oil, but crispy sesame oil. Three lamps, each cylinder has 500 catties, and the three cylinders have a total of 1,500 catties, saying that this lamp is only lit for three nights, that is, last night, tonight and tomorrow night. The Great Sage paused, "The disciple was still strange at the time, saying that five hundred catties of lamp oil, even if there are forty-nine lamp horses in each cylinder in this tank, are all made of lamp grass, wrapped in silk cotton, and have the thickness of a chicken. How can you order it all in three nights? People say that after only lighting tomorrow night, they saw the Buddha appear, and tomorrow night the oil was gone, and the lamp was dim. ”

"Buddha." From Wukong's words, Fahai extracted the key information very keenly. "Where is the Buddha who likes to collect sesame oil for worship?"

Wukong said angrily: "Master, no matter where the Buddha is, do you know how much this sesame oil is worth?" ”

"Come on."

"They say that every tael of oil is worth two taels of silver, and every catty is worth thirty-two taels of silver. These three lights. A total of 48,000 taels of silver. There are also miscellaneous items to be used for entanglement, there will be more than 50,000 taels, but they will only be ordered for three nights. However, there are only 240 large lamp oil households that worship these sesame oils every year, and each family will make more than 200 taels of silver for a year. The Great Sage arched his hand and said: "All the mistakes in the prefecture and county are quite good, but this sesame oil family is very tired."

"This is not a secret, it is the custom of this Jinping Mansion that has been passed down for many years, saying that it is waiting for tomorrow to have a certain amount of oil, that is, it is said that the Buddha received the lamp, and the natural grains are abundant; If you don't do it for a year, you will have a year of drought and rain and rain. Therefore, everyone wants this offering, and all the people in the city, from ancient times to the present, are all such legends. ”

"The disciple thought. The filth of the Buddha's golden body may have something to do with it. ”

As soon as the Great Sage finished speaking, Wujing also returned, and he went to investigate the pilgrims everywhere, and he also seriously told his findings.

The pilgrims were very pious, and there was nothing particularly virtuous and corrupt, even some of them were misbehaved, and he taught them carefully, and from then on he was devoted to goodness.

Then he also talked about the legend of the golden lamp.

"The disciple went to Mintian County, which is two hundred and forty miles long, and every year he squeezes sesame oil. It is to light the golden lamp for these three nights with sesame oil and worship the Buddha. Wujing paused, and said again: "It is also because I know that even the big households are also affected, so the successive prefects and prefects have exempted them from paying taxes elsewhere and exclusively for this item. Otherwise, they will be big, and their lives will not be easy. ”

When the Great Sage heard this, he couldn't help but ridicule, "The disciple didn't know who the merciful one was for a while. ”

"Compassion?" Fahai spoke: "If it is really compassionate. The government paid the money to buy the 1,500 catties of sesame oil every year as an offering. ”

Listening to Master's words, the Great Sage suddenly thought of something again, "Master. Did you say that this sesame oil was really accepted by the Buddha? ”

Bajie, who came over at some point, suddenly picked up a sentence, "I see that Bacheng is the Buddha who went away, otherwise what did the rat spirit I met some time ago eat?" ”

"Second Senior Brother, I'm afraid you misunderstood the Buddha this time." This is the little white dragon who came back at the end, and after landing on the ground, he bowed to the master, and then said: "Master, the disciple has inquired clearly, within the jurisdiction of this Jinping Mansion, there is a Qinglong Mountain, and there is a Xuanying Cave in this Qinglong Mountain. There are three goblins in the cave: the big one is called the King of Cold, the second is the King of Summer, and the third is the King of Dust. It's three rhinoceros essences. ”

"The disciples found out that they are all goblins who have attained the Tao for thousands of years, since they were young children who loved to eat crispy sesame oil, they became essences, and they pretended to be Buddha statues here, coaxed the officials of Jinping Mansion, etc., and set up golden lamps, and the lamp oil was made with crispy sesame oil. Every year to the first month and a half, he transforms into a Buddha statue to collect oil, and it is the three demon kings who act here in the name of the Buddha. ”

"How do you find out so well?" The Great Sage asked.

"It is also because these rhinoceros spirits have visited my Xihai Dragon Palace, I heard my father and eldest brother mention them when I was young, so when I recognized them in Qinglong Mountain, I went back to Xihai and asked my eldest brother for advice, and then I found out if they were eating people in Jinping Mansion for evil, and they were a party to disaster. So it came a little late. ”

"How?"

"I only eat sesame oil, but I have never eaten anyone. Because they are all water genus, they also have some precipitation methods, so they can also keep the wind and rain in Jinping Mansion if they receive sesame oil. The little white dragon said: "Unauthorized precipitation is a great sin for all heavens, but they are in the name of the Buddha, and Jinping Mansion is at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and even the Buddha does not care, so the heavenly court is naturally more inconvenient to make a move, so I Xihai did not care about this." ”

At this point, Fahai also knew where the filthy qi on the Buddha's golden body came from, and also knew why this incense was left in the golden body of the main hall and was not collected.

"Eh" The Great Sage scratched his head and sighed: "If the three goblins act like this, this matter is actually not out of the ordinary, 50,000 taels of silver a year, it can ensure that the wind and rain are smooth. Isn't this more just than the king of inspiration who leads to the heavens? ”

Listening to the great sage talking about the Tongtian River, everyone also thought of the carp spirit that escaped from the door of Guanyin Bodhisattva, although he is also a goblin who receives and manifests spirits, but it is a pair of children, boys and girls every year.

In comparison, these three rhinoceros essences only need 1,500 catties of crispy sesame oil every year, which seems to be much fairer.

The words are so.

But that's not how the accounts are counted.

Because this 1,500 catties of sesame oil was not shared by the entire Jinping Mansion, but fell on the 240 large lamp oil households in Mintian County.

Although this crispy sesame oil is very expensive, the output is very small, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources.

The sesame oil produced is basically used as an offering. In addition to offering to this so-called "Buddha", you also have to offer a point to the palace.

If you can keep it for your own money, it's almost enough for daily use, and you don't actually have any balance throughout the year.

Since these three rhinoceros essences love this crispy sesame oil so much, how can they only be 1,500 catties a year?

What limits them is actually just production.

They have some insight, not that the fishermen know how to continue harvesting, although the annual yield is smaller, but it is better to last, and it has been a thousand years younger.