When the two of them walked into the Buddhist temple, a novice came up and asked, "Do you burn incense or worship the Buddha?" Please go to the right to burn incense, where there are condensing incense, golden candle incense and blue sha incense, all of which are the best for burning incense. ”

"To the left, there will be masters from our Buddhist temple to popularize Buddhism for everyone, open up the Buddha world, and understand the true meaning of Buddhism."

Shami's eyes were shining, as if he could see at a glance that the two people in front of him were not simple, either rich and noble, or people of extremely high status, and recommended the high-end package in the temple for the first time.

If this stroke is completed, he will be able to exchange it for a top-notch Buddhist book in Fohai Temple.

Luo Meng smiled innocently at Xiao Shami, "We don't burn incense or worship the Buddha, we are here to preside over with you, and we have a big matter to discuss." ”

Just kidding, I don't have much money in my pocket, and I still have to use it to feed you fake Buddhas and fake compassion?

"Looking for a host?" The little novice was shocked, and then sighed regretfully.

"That's really unfortunate, the host doesn't seem to be there, but if the donor sincerely wants to see it, I may be able to help one or two."

As he spoke, Xiao Shami bowed, put his hands together in front of his chest, and slightly bent the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and gently rubbed it a few times.

The corners of Luo Meng's mouth twitched fiercely, hey, you are a monk, why are you so skilled in asking for money?

Holding back his anger, Luo Meng's face showed a few traces of shame, "But I don't have any money, can I have a heart dedicated to the Buddha?" ”

Luo Meng looked at the little novice expectantly, in short, it is impossible to get money from me, so take my heart.

Xiao Shami's expression remained the same, in his heart Mommy, my eyes have been tempered thousands of times, I can't tell if I have money or not? Is it true that the richer the person, the more stingy he is?

Sighing with regret, the little novice said: "Since the donor is sincere to the Buddha, then take a good look at it in the temple, I believe it will be enlightened." ”

"The poor monk still has something to do, so he won't bother much."

The little novice turned around and was about to leave, without half a point of nostalgia.

At the same time, the surrounding novices saw that even the "gold digger" in Fohai Temple had missed, it seemed that these two guys were not ordinary buckles, or detours, not to waste time.

So Luo Meng and Ming found in an instant that after the little novice turned around, it was like a chain reaction, and the surrounding little novice began to move away from them.

In this case, it is obviously impossible to meet the host of Fohai Temple.

"I'm grass! Is this a Buddhist temple or a gold cave, it's really Ma Caodan! ”

Luo Meng scolded angrily in his heart, and then hurriedly stopped the little novice, and said with a smile: "I am naturally sincere to the Buddha, and I also ask the little brother to know my sincere feelings to the Buddha." ”

As he spoke, Luo Meng had already walked to Xiao Shami's side, and as soon as his hand slipped, a bag of broken silver fell into Xiao Shami's hands.

Xiao Shami's hand hidden in his sleeve held the money bag and threw it, and his face suddenly overflowed with a warm smile, and he said to the two: "Come with me, two of you, and I will take you to meet the host." ”

"Good, good." Luo Meng pulled out a smile, and his heart was dripping blood.

These monks were all pulled out and shot, and they didn't make money by lending usury.

But receiving money is really doing things, and this may be the only consolation in it.

As the little novice walked around the Buddha Sea Temple, he walked deeper and deeper.

There are very few pilgrims who can come here, because they are basically rich and noble, with high status, desert bandits and the like, in short, there is no simple one.

And without exception, everyone who came here had a look of reverence, as if they had seen their own supreme god.

In some cases, spiritual belief is even more terrible than addiction to magic drugs, because the former is active, fully aware of what they are doing, and does it without hesitation, convinced that what they are doing is right, while the latter is just relying on passive addiction and has to do it.

The gap between the two can be imagined.

But in the Foguang Desert, at least in the periphery of the Foguang Desert, "Buddha" has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

Fanatical believers like this, I don't know how many.

Thinking about the two of them shuddered, if the Buddhist temple in the Foguang Desert continues to develop, maybe one day it will be completely transformed into a Buddha domain, looking up, all the fanatical believers of "Buddha".

In the blink of an eye, the little novice had already led them to their destination.

It is a quiet courtyard, a small hut made of wood and bamboo stands between bamboo and trees, and the path to the hut is paved with bluestone, surrounded by clumps of green grass and a layer of gravel.

The path leads to both sides of the house, and at intervals there are two incense burners, wisps of light smoke rising from the nose.

On one side of the hut, there is a small pool, clear and blue, with dense greenery.

A monk dressed in a robe and sitting on the edge of a waterhole has a fishing rod in front of him, which is extremely simple, with only a green bamboo and a silk thread wrapped around it.

In addition, this fishing rod has nothing to float and hook, such a fishing rod, if it can catch a fish, Luo Meng can directly swallow that fish alive!

"Donor, don't move delusions, all living beings have a life, and life is the supreme existence, how can it be annihilated at will?"

"Only by respecting and believing in orders can we transcend."

"If you eat this fish, you will add a piece of slaughter, and the heavier the killing, the more difficult it will be to transcend, and in the end, you may fall into the boundless hell, why bother?"

When the words fell, the fishing rod shook violently, and the host gently picked up the fishing rod, and suddenly a big fish rose into the air, as if it was hooked by an invisible hook.

Immediately afterwards, the host put down the fishing rod again, and after a few vibrations, he regained his calm.

"Everything can perceive Buddha nature, and the same is true for fishing."

"If you have a fate with my Buddha, you will flock to it, and if you don't have a fate, you will never see it for life."

The little novice brought the two here, bowed slightly, and retreated in silence.

Luo Meng listened to the big monk's self-talk, his cheeks twitched, he had never seen such a shameless guy.

What do you mean when I see you, I have a relationship with the Buddha and must take refuge?

No wonder this Buddha Light Desert is full of your believers, as long as you go out for a walk, then don't you all see you, they are all destined for you, and they all have to take refuge?

Tut......

Luo Meng sighed in his heart, this is special, when it comes to how to expand power, it still depends on my Buddha!

"Ridiculous, the donor has a lot of misunderstanding about my Buddha, there is a fate is fate, no fate is no fate, you can't force it, you can't force it, you can't force it, it's not that the Buddha chose them, but they chose to take refuge in the Buddha." The host's voice is unwavering.

"Huh??" Luo Meng's eyes widened violently, revealing an ignorant and honest look, and at the same time, all the thoughts in his heart turned into a blank.

"You know what's going on in my mind?"

The host smiled slightly, turned to face them, "The Buddha said: All living beings are all I think, all living beings are all I think, all living beings are all I do, what is the difficulty of knowing what the donor is thinking?" ”