Outside the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, it was crowded with people watching the excitement.

There was still no news from Hongfukuji Temple.

The three Tianzhu monks have been sitting on the Dharma platform for three days and three nights, and they have not touched a drop of water.

Even though there were some methods against Master Xuanzang earlier, they still used three days to quit all fireworks and tackiness, so that they could keep themselves in the most clear and concentrated state.

Special ancient yoga postures allow them to maintain a special connection with certain beings in the underworld at all times.

In the crowd, four burly, muscular men with muscular faces were carrying a vermilion soft sedan chair and striding forward.

Four strong men with a strength of 1,000 catties carried this soft sedan chair together, but they walked three streets, and at a distance of less than two thousand meters, they were already out of breath and sweating like rain.

There was a big white fat man lying on the soft sedan chair.

When you see him, you can first think of the snowman that was built in the snow.

The whole body is round, and under the round head, the neck is not visible, and it is directly connected to a more rounded body.

He was dressed in festive red, with a fashionable peony flower in his sideburns, his eyes were no bigger than mung beans, and his smile was thinner and slit.

People with bad eyes almost think that the buns have become fine.

The big fat man was also holding a large wooden box of rosewood, which was filled with halva wrapped in oiled paper.

As soon as the soft sedan stopped in three steps, the big fat man sprinkled sugar with his hands.

Behind him was a group of little beggars and children from poor families, picking up candy and eating all the way, all smiling brightly.

When the soft sedan chair arrived outside the Great Ci'en Temple, the four men who had already exhausted slowly fell off the sedan chair.

There was another one on the left and one on the right, two fierce and vicious, with bulging chests, like a healthy woman who was better than a man than a woman, stepped forward, supported the big fat man, pulled him up from the soft sedan chair, and then struggled to hold on.

"Phew! Finally arrived at the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, but I am tired to death! I, a great good person of Sukrusu, am about to see the Living Buddha. When I see the Living Buddha, I must ask, I have done so many good things in my life, will I have the opportunity to go to the Western Elysium in the future and enjoy the blessings!" While speaking, the big fat man had sugar again, and with a wave of sugar in his big hand, it rained down and smashed into the crowd, not to mention those children, many adults were robbing.

These days, sugar is a luxury.

What's more, the halva that the big fat man issued to sit on the snack is more expensive than gold and silver.

"Who is this man?"

"Such a big one!" someone in the crowd asked.

Someone immediately replied: "You don't know him?" The famous Su Dashan man in Chang'an City likes to do two things most in his life, one is to make money, and the other is to do good deeds. When you do good deeds, you like to give people candy. It is said that it is because he believes that sugar is the most beautiful thing in the world, and that tasting it can give you the feeling of Western bliss. So he hopes that everyone can feel the beauty of this world by eating candy, just like him. ”

"So, it's a great character! !" The people around him who didn't know much about this big fat man nodded and said.

"Heh... Su Dashan is simply ridiculous!" A little old man wearing brocade and a pale face on the side couldn't help but sneer and said.

"Do you know that seventy percent of the gambling houses and green buildings in Chang'an City are related to him?

"Zhenguan has been in Chang'an for 20 years, and in this Chang'an city, there is a night sky. It is said that the day is the world of the emperor today, and at night... That's the good man of Su who has the final say. The little old man's voice turned low.

"Huh, isn't this Liu Shilang from the household department?" There were many people, and some people recognized the identity of this little old man.

The little old man's face changed slightly, his feet slipped a few times, and the person had already flashed into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

In the crowd, Chu He, who happened to see this scene and heard this conversation, touched his big bald head with his hand.

Since he over-stimulated his potential and caused his body to age, he was the only smooth place on his body, and he was afraid that there was only this bare head.

Only this head melon can feel to the touch.

"Ye Tianzi! There are really people who dare to call such a nickname. And it was during the reign of the Son of Heaven. ”

"And what is the situation of Liu Shilang of this household? I broke the identity of this Suklu, and when my identity was exposed, I left in a hurry... ”

The so-called wind rises at the end of Qingping, although it seems to be just a trivial matter, but Chu He smells an unusual smell.

It's like the eve of a big storm.

That dull dampness has begun to erode the world, and sensitive people and people with rheumatoid arthritis can detect it.

Su Dashan was still giving out sugar, and he touched the heads of those dirty little beggars with his fat and generous palms without disgust, smiling.

The smiling face has a gentle, kind expression, like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple.

"Buying people's hearts?"

This is a feudal society, an era in which the Son of Heaven decided life and death. No matter how prestigious he is among the people, he has committed the taboo of the Son of Heaven, and he is still beheaded all over the house, and there is no corpse in the dead. ”

"Is it from the heart?"

"This is even more wrong, how many families can be ruined by gambling houses and loans. Qinglou is like a sea of fire, attracting countless girls from good families, and their lives are desolate. In these years, there are not many people who volunteer to come out to be 'customer service' for luxury and prosperity. Most of them are forced to become prostitutes. Chu He stared at this Sukeru a few more times, and secretly remembered this person in his heart.

When Chu He arrived at the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, it naturally means that Master Xuanzang has decided to participate in this festival.

The so-called people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

The four empty Buddhist gates, how can they not be a river and lake?

Since Master Xuanzang is a great Buddhist monk today, and he has the momentum to take charge of Niu Er, then this is related to the honor and disgrace of the entire Middle Earth Buddhism, so he can't sit idly by and really ignore it.

What's more, the root of this matter is already in him, and he can't hide from it at all.

The sun was already climbing to the center of the canopy.

As long as it is past noon, if Master Xuanzang is not there, it means that Master Xuanzang will avoid fighting.

In this way, it is equivalent to admitting defeat and giving in.

The Middle-earth Buddhism Gate is also equivalent to being slapped in the face by these foreign Tianzhu monks.

There were many armor soldiers sent by the imperial court to maintain order, and the monks of Tianzhu offered immortal medicine, which was valued by Li Shimin.

What's more, these are foreign monks who have no roots in Middle-earth.

It is just used to support it, divide it, and deal with Buddhism.

For a long time, foreign monks have been good at chanting scriptures, and most of them have not been without this reason.

Looking around the periphery, you can also find some Taoist priests who look lively and strange.

They wished that Master Xuanzang would not appear, so that the momentum of the entire Middle-earth Buddhism would be severely suppressed. As for a few Tianzhu monks, it is nothing, if you really dare to be presumptuous, there are 10,000 ways for them to be in Datang.