After entering the temple, he helped the monk who was about to starve to death, and gave the Buddha a stick of incense, which can be regarded as worthy of the Buddha.

Zhang Ning had nothing to do, and the little monk invited Zhang Ning to tea. The water is well water, and the tea is also wild mountain tea, and the taste is very ordinary.

But Zhang Ning has no elegant bones on his body, he can't taste good tea, and he feels the same when he drinks it.

"I also asked the little master for the Dharma number. Zhang Ning asked.

"It's the little monk who is rude. The little monk's face turned red, then he stood up and folded his hands and bowed to Zhang Ning and said, "The little monk Dharma name is Qingneng, dare to ask the donor?"

"Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning said with a smile.

"Master Zhang. The little monk Qingneng saluted Zhang Ning again.

"Master Qingneng, I see that your temple is dilapidated, and it is estimated that it will collapse in a few years. Zhang Ning said casually again.

And this Qingneng monk immediately opened the conversation box when he heard this, obviously talking with a stomach.

"What Zhang Shizhu said is that if you don't save your life, this Jinshan Temple will collapse in a few years. Therefore, the little monk and his brothers went to various places to make fate, hoping to scrape together enough silver taels to repair the temple and paint the Buddha with gold paint. ”

"However, the little monk feels that it may be difficult for the master to go, mainly because there is a problem with the feng shui of our Jinshan Temple. ”

"The so-called temple or should be built in the downtown area, such as the Jianguo Temple in Hangzhou, because it was built in the downtown area, and magnificent, so it attracted many good men and women to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and more is extravagant to donate merits, this huge temple will naturally not be dilapidated. Or it should be built on a famous mountain or a famous place. There are more than 100 treasure temples around this Bailong Lake, and all of them have a taste. As far as my Jinshan Temple is built in an inaccessible place, and the little monks and masters do not know how to camp, it is natural that the temple is dilapidated. ”

"As the so-called enlightened person helps, the treasure temple has a reputation, good men and women think it is a miracle, if the monk goes out to turn into a fate, there are many people who give wealth generously. Jinshan Temple has no reputation, and the little monk master goes out to make a fate, I am afraid that he will return empty-handed. ”

The bitter water in Monk Qingneng's stomach was all poured out on Zhang Ning.

This also made Zhang Ning gain insight, but it turned out that the establishment of a temple also had such a great knowledge, which was interesting.

Being a monk is also to be learned, and capable monks eat and wear a lot, with fat heads and big ears. A monk who has no ability can only be like a monk in Qingneng, skinny and windy.

Monk Qingneng poured a belly of bitter water on Zhang Ning, and only felt refreshed. He is a lively and cheerful person, and Jinshan Temple is rarely visited, but there are usually masters and brothers who listen to him.

Recently, the master and senior brother went out to change their fate, leaving him alone to guard the mountain gate, and he was already about to go crazy.

After a while, it was nearly noon again. Monk Qingneng was very enthusiastic about Zhang Ning, a great benevolent man, and got up and said: "If Zhang Shizhu doesn't think the temple food is vulgar, the little monk will cook food for Zhang Shizhu." ”

"There is Master Lao Qingneng. Zhang Ning said with a smile.

Monk Qingneng was very happy when he saw that Zhang Ning was willing to stay and eat fasting. Hurriedly went down to make a meal, and soon after, the meal was cooked, and the monk Qingneng came up.

A stack of pickles, a stack of dried bamboo shoots, plus two large bowls of rice, is indeed coarse tea and light rice.

Zhang Ning didn't care, he smiled and ate with the little monk. After lunch, Monk Qingneng took the dishes and chopsticks down and washed them carefully, and then accompanied Zhang Ning to say a few words.

Suddenly, the monk Qingneng suddenly stood up and said, "The little monk wants to go to the pagoda to recite the scriptures, and I also ask Master Zhang to wait for a while." ”

"Pagoda, chanting scriptures?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised.

"Yes, at the beginning of the construction of Jinshan Temple, it was necessary to recite scriptures to the pagoda at this time. Monk Qingneng nodded and said, wanting to continue explaining, but it seemed that it was too late. hurriedly confessed and walked out of the Buddhist hall. Zhang Ning was a little idle and a little curious, so he followed.

Zhang Ning followed the monk Qingneng out of the Buddhist hall and went out from the back door of Jinshan Temple, and there was a small stupa standing not far from the door.

The stupa has nine layers, but it is no more than one person high. The pagoda is also very dilapidated like Jinshan Temple, and judging from the peeling paint, this pagoda should have painted many Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajra and other Buddhist powers.

Monk Qingneng came to the stupa and sat down cross-legged, then folded his hands and began to chant the sutra. Zhang Ning didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures, and he didn't hear what Buddhist scriptures they were.

But he took a deep look at the stupa.

This seemingly dilapidated stupa is absolutely unusual, petite on the outside but hidden inside, with a little Buddha power emanating.

The scriptures of the monk Qingneng echo this Buddha power from afar, making the Buddha power full of vitality.

Zhang Ning watched quietly, waiting for Monk Qingneng to finish chanting. Zhang Ning asked: "I have been to many temples in Xia, but I have never seen Jinshan Temple, which is dedicated to chanting scriptures in front of the pagoda." Dare to ask Master Qingneng why is this?"

"There's a legend involved. Monk Qingneng touched his bald head, and then said: "It is rumored that Bailong Lake was not called Bailong Lake countless years ago, and the wind and waves in the lake were calm at that time. Suddenly, a white snake demon was doing something in the lake, wanting to flood Hangcheng. At that time, the water had already flooded the city, and the people had to climb the city walls and rooftops to take shelter, and there were countless casualties, and the situation was very urgent. At this time, I don't know where a monk came, with a convenient shovel in one hand and a bowl in the other, to subdue the white snake and suppress it under this pagoda. Later, there was Jinshan Temple. Since then, the monks of Jinshan Temple have to chant scriptures on this pagoda, and it is rumored that they can feel this white snake demon and make it human. ”

"I see. Zhang Ning nodded, and then thoughtfully. This rumor turned out to be groundless.

There is a legend of the white dragon in the white dragon lake, which echoes the legend of the Jinshan Temple. Obviously, the white dragon was not a white dragon, but just a white snake demon.

Just like the protector beast in the Divine Dragon Sect, the black snake demon is known as the black dragon.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the great snake demon who can make waves in the water is already a dragon.

"To put it mildly, in fact, the little monk does not believe in this legend. After all, it has been countless years, and even if there is a white snake under the tower, it has turned into ashes. Moreover, the scriptures are for people to hear, how can the white snake listen to them? How can he understand human nature? Coming here every day to recite the scriptures is just a rule passed down by the master. ”

Monk Qingneng touched his bald head embarrassedly and said ashamedly.

Zhang Ning smiled and didn't speak, because he could see that there were no white snakes in this tower at all, and there were no bones.

The legend must not be groundless, and this pagoda is proof of this.

Most of the people in this tower actually suppressed a white snake, but after many years, this white snake was either refined or escaped.

Zhang Ning felt that it was very good to come to this Jinshan Temple this time, and after listening to a story, he gained a little more knowledge.

Zhang Ning is already invincible in the world, and he doesn't care about fame and fortune, he thinks it's very good if he encounters interesting things.