The Bodhi Treasure Tree of Leiyin Temple has produced a Buddha, and this news has spread far and wide, and in just one day, tens of thousands of people in the entire Cangwu County have known about this miraculous thing.

People were already in high esteem for the mystery of Leiyin Temple, and coupled with this matter, the entire Cangwu County was suddenly boiling.

As long as there are free people in Cangwu City and the county town below, all of them go to Wanfo Mountain to pay homage to the Buddha's relics.

Tang Yuan pointed to the dense crowd of people who came to worship the Buddha in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and looked at the Enlightenment Truth, "What's going on? Why are there so many people who come to worship the Buddha?"

"Master," Wu Zhen said with a rare flush, "We have opened another Buddha hall in the Daxiong Treasure Hall to worship the little Buddha. ”

"I happened to meet some believers who were petitioning for incense and asked us when we would have another Buddha statue, and we told them that the little Buddha was the fruit of the Bodhi tree. I didn't expect that..."

"I didn't expect them to tell their neighbors when they went back. Guangyuan said, "Just like that, ten to hundred, in less than half a day, the entire Cangwu County knew about it." ”

"Sanzang Buddha?" Just as Tang Yuan was about to speak, a white-haired old man who came to offer incense saw him and was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Are you really the son of the Sanzang Buddha?" The old man, supported by his son, walked towards Tang Yuan tremblingly.

"Old man, slow down!" Tang Yuan saw that the old man was at least seventy years old, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"The poor monk is the abbot of Sanzang here. But it's not a Buddha. Tang Yuan said to the old man.

"No, you are the son of the Buddha! You are the person blessed by the Buddha!" The white-haired old man shook his head after hearing Tang Yuan's words, and said with a firm mouth.

After Tang Yuan heard this, he was happy and smiled bitterly in his heart. I don't know when it started, it was rumored in Cangwu County that he was a Buddha blessed by the Buddha, at first Tang Yuan didn't care at all, this kind of thing is too normal in the border area, doesn't that one yuan still claim to be a disciple of the Heavenly Fire De Xingjun? That title is not much lower than Tang Yuan's Buddha.

But then Tang Yuan felt that something was wrong, Yiyuan's identity as a disciple of Huo De Xingjun was basically boasting about him or his apprentices. The people may have heard of the name of One Yuan, but they do not agree with it in their hearts.

But Tang Yuan is completely different, Tang Yuan's title of Buddha was given to him spontaneously by the people, and more and more people believe in it, and Tang Yuan's title of Buddha is becoming more and more widespread. There is no way, let's not talk about the rest of Leiyin Temple, just the Bodhi tree that exudes five-colored light throughout the sky directly conquered the hearts of these people.

But the more famous Tang Yuan became, the more worried he became, because he heard Wuzhen say that the rank in the Central Plains martial arts was extremely strict, and if someone used a title that did not match his identity without authorization, he would immediately be regarded as a public enemy of martial arts.

Now there is nothing to spread in this small place of Cangwu County, if the three sects of Buddhism know that there is a Sanzang monk who claims to be the son of the Buddha here, I am afraid that they will immediately send troops to fight. Because in the records of the three sects of Buddhism, there will be a real Buddha who will unify the three sects, and then re-make Buddhism to its peak.

"Sanzang Buddha, what's wrong with you?" the white-haired old man saw that Tang Yuan was a little distracted, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, the poor monk is nothing, just a little tired. Tang Yuan retracted his thoughts and said, "I don't know your surname, uncle, what do you call it?"

"My name is Qian Rong, you can call me Old Man Qian," Qian Rong smiled at Tang Yuan, pointed to a middle-aged white-faced man beside him, and said, "This is my son Qian Zijiao, he has a small fortune in Cangwu County, and he has a good relationship with Tang Yuan in the Tang Mansion." ”

"Uncle Qian, money donor. Tang Yuan saluted Qian Rong and Qian Zijiao respectively, he couldn't really call the seventy-year-old man Old Man Qian, that would be too rude.

Qian Rong nodded, Tang Yuan's attitude of not being humble or arrogant made him very useful, he said to Tang Yuan, "Actually, I want to talk to the Sanzang Buddha, but I haven't had a chance to meet, but I didn't expect the Buddha to open the Buddha's eyes today to let me meet you." ”

"Oh, I wonder what the old man is doing with the poor monk?"

"Well, it's some private matter. Qian Rong looked at the crowd of people who were incense back and forth around him, and then looked at Wu Zhen Guangyuan and them beside Tang Yuan, and said, "I don't know if the Sanzang Buddha has time, let's talk about it in another place?"

"The poor monk has time, if Uncle Qian doesn't mind, please come to the poor monk's meditation room. Tang Yuan invited.

"There is Lao Sanzang Buddha to lead the way. ”

Tang Yuan took Qian Rong and his son Qian Zijiao to his meditation room, fortunately, his meditation room was not small, and it was more than enough to accommodate three people.

"I don't know what Uncle Qian said about private matters?" Tang Yuan asked with some hesitation.

"This matter is not my private matter, and it is related to Master Sanzang. ”

"What's the matter?" Tang Yuan was a little stunned, "It's still related to the poor monk?"

"It's the matter of Tang Wenju in the Tang Mansion," Qian Rong said, "My Qian family and the Tang family are world friends, since Master Sanzang you became a monk, Tang Wenju has been restless, and he has found me and my son Qian Zijiao again and again and wanted us to help him intercede, I hope you don't complain that he didn't take care of you in the Tang Mansion." ”

Tang Wenju is Tang Yuan's uncle, the Tang member of the Tang Mansion. After listening to Qian Rong's words, Tang Yuan nodded and said, "When the poor monk was not a monk, he did not receive any unfair treatment in the Tang Mansion. On the contrary, I would like to thank the uncle for his hard work in raising the poor monk, and the poor monk only has gratitude in his heart, so why complain?"

"Is there really not?" Qian Rong said tentatively.

"Naturally, no. Tang Yuan replied very simply.

"So, have you forgiven your uncle?" asked Qian Rong.

"What did Uncle Qian say? Tang Yuan smiled and said, "The poor monk has no resentment in his heart, what is there to forgive?"

Qian Rong was stunned for a moment, looked at Tang Yuan and said slowly, "It's Qian Rong, it's not anymore, Master Sanzang is really a monk!"

"Go," Qian Rong instructed his son Qian Zijiao, "Invite the Tang Wenju who is in Shangxiang, and say that the Sanzang Buddha has forgiven him... No, it's never a grudge against him!"

After speaking, Qian Rong smiled at Tang Yuan and said, "Tang Yuanwai is a little afraid that you will be angry, so he asked us to take the lead, Master Sanzang..."

"It's okay," Tang Yuan waved his hand and said, "The poor monk knows about my uncle, so naturally he won't take it to heart." ”

In fact, Tang Yuan really has no grudges against his uncle, his uncle Tang Wenju is still very good to him, but Tang Wenju is afraid that his wife is a little strict, that is, his wife is strict. Tang Yuan was occasionally bullied by his cousin Tang Cheng in the Tang Mansion, but that was all when he was a child, and now with Tang Yuan's heart and identity as the abbot of Leiyin Temple, he naturally won't take it to heart.

A moment later, Qian Zijiao walked in with a middle-aged fat man in brocade clothes, who was Tang Yuan's uncle Tang Wenju.

"Tang Yuan...", Tang Wenju called Tang Yuan tentatively, he was most afraid that after Tang Yuan became a Buddha, he would not recognize him as an uncle.

"Uncle," Tang Yuan looked at Tang Wenju and said, "Finally, I will call you Uncle, after you get out of this door, I can only call you Tang Shizhu, I hope you can understand." ”

"Understood, understood. Tang Wenju hurriedly said, "I understand that the Buddhists say that after escaping into the empty door, if you have contact with Hongchen, you will block your practice." ”

After speaking, Tang Wenju said a little flatteringly, "If you can call me uncle, I will be satisfied." ”

"Alas," Tang Yuan sighed in his heart after looking at Tang Wenju's somewhat flattering smile at him, when did the relationship between the uncle and him become so indifferent that even the uncle began to curry favor with him.

"There's nothing else," Tang Wenju said cautiously, "It's Tang Yuan, can you give me some of your personal belongings?"

"What do you mean?" Tang Yuan asked puzzled, "What do you want my personal belongings for?"

"Alas, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it," Tang Wenju told Tang Yuan the reason, "Now it is rumored in the city that the Tang Mansion kicked you out of the house, and some even say that you have been abused in the Tang Mansion." As a result, no one in the city did business with me, the people did not buy my things, and the tenants on the outskirts of the city refused to cultivate my land. ”

Tang Wenju smiled bitterly, "They said that they should draw a line with me and not be in the company of a great evil person like me, otherwise, the Buddha would condemn them." Even the surrounding towns and counties don't do business with me anymore. ”

"So I want to ask for one or two of your personal belongings, and tell them that I am not a wicked person, and Tang Yuan, you mean that the Buddha will not punish them. If you don't have something, just write a few words and you can use it. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Tang Yuan was stunned, he knew that his uncle's business was relatively large and it was all related to people's livelihood, for example, Tang Yuan knew that his uncle had three rice shops, four silk and leather shops, and the land in Tang Mansion reached nearly 1,000 acres.

All the economic resources of the Tang Mansion depend on these shops and land, and if the people of Cangwu County really refuse to have dealings with Tang Wenju and no longer buy his things to cultivate his land, then the Tang Mansion will be finished without income.

Tang Yuan looked at Tang Wenju with anticipation on his face, and also realized the severity of this matter.

He took a blank piece of paper in his hand, and then Tang Yuan used a brush to write the five big characters 'You are not a wicked person' on the paper. Tang Yuan thought for a while and signed his name at the bottom right of the white paper, 'Leiyin Temple Sanzang. ’

After signing and writing, Tang Wenju waited for the ink on it to dry, and then carefully put it away and put it in his arms.

When he got home, he had to find a few framers to frame the characters written by Tang Yuan and hang them in the lobby of the Tang Mansion. In the future, who will say that he Tang Wenju is a wicked person that the Buddha wants to punish, and with these words written by Tang Yuan, the business will not only be restored to its original scale, but also grow.

Isn't that Zhao Laofu in the west of the city a rosary who claims to have a rosary of the Sanzang Buddha, and his business has skyrocketed tenfold? People want to stick to Tang Yuan's Buddha spirit. Then he has Tang Yuan's handwriting, as well as his autograph!

Touching Tang Yuan's signature in his arms, Tang Wenju seemed to see a brilliant future.

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