The little novice of Jinshan Temple looked at the sedan chair that was rushing and trotted up to meet it:

"The deacon monk of Jinshan Temple has seen the old lady. ”

"Reward!"

There was a warm voice in the sedan chair, and then the sedan chair fell, the maidservant stepped forward to help, and an old lady dressed plainly got off the sedan chair slowly, looked around, and slowly walked towards the temple.

The servant next to him heard the old lady's voice, took out a handful of silver tickets, and handed it over:

"This is the old lady's reward for you, take it. ”

The little novice was full of smiles, like peach blossoms blooming, nodding his head:

"Thank you, old lady. ”

"The abbot, the mother of Lord Wang of the Hangzhou prefect, has come to incense. ”

A little monk rushed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, walked to the side of the old monk Wuneng, bowed his head and whispered:

"The old lady has arrived at the temple gate. ”

"It's already there?"

Wu Neng was not shocked, slowly stood up, and faced the monks:

"All the monks went with me to greet the old lady of the prefect of Hangzhou, remember not to slack off. ”

"Yes, Abbot. ”

All the monks stood up from the futon together, lined up in a line, and walked towards the gate of Jinshan Temple with Master Wuneng Zen.

"There is a holy monk Lao to welcome him, and he is ashamed. ”

After the old lady saw Wu Neng, she took a few steps and walked over:

"The holy monk is of high moral character, and he is no longer in the four elephants and five elements, how dare he come with Lao Yutoe, and he is not very afraid. ”

"The old lady is good at practicing in the public gate, and her every move has attracted the luck of countless people in Hangzhou, and she is born a big Buddha. ”

Wu Neng smiled:

"Being able to welcome the Buddha into the temple is a great merit, and I am also honored to be an old monk. ”

"The holy monk has won the award, and I am just an ordinary person in the sand of the Ganges, who believes in the Buddhas wholeheartedly, and I hope that the holy monk will be merciful and can let me see the holy lotus that descended on the sky. ”

The old lady folded her hands and gave a salute to Zen Master Wuneng:

"In this way, even if the old body goes west at this moment, he can still smile at Jiuquan. ”

"The white lotus descends from the sky, Pudu has a fate, whether it is fate, the old monk does not dare to say. ”

Master Wuneng hurriedly returned the salute:

"Please also put it in the guest room to rest, and then see if there is a fate. ”

Saying this, but in my heart I was very worried, the so-called white lotus soaring, others don't know what's going on, but the heart of Wuneng Zen Master is like a mirror, where is there anything unclear.

The so-called white lotus ascension is a goblin eating people.

The old lady is the mother of the prefect of Hangzhou, and she is in a high position, once the monster eats the old lady, the prefect of Hangzhou is furious, and he is afraid that the entire Jinshan Temple will be wiped out.

"So, thank you, the holy monk. ”

The old lady bowed slightly, followed by some slaves, led by Wu Neng, to the guest room to live, and the rest of the slaves were carried home by the old lady.

Zhang Yutang hid aside, got out of the way, and saw the old lady entering, so he paced, Ah Bao beside him was a little unhappy, looked at the old lady walking forward and said:

"Childe, obviously we came first, and we also donated a lot of incense money, but it is really unreasonable for Wu Neng to be old and bald not to greet us, but to greet such an old lady. ”

"Hehe, don't be angry. ”

Zhang Yutang said lightly:

"The old lady is old enough to be my grandmother, and it is appropriate to make way for such an old man, as a junior; besides, it must not be an ordinary family to be able to get the holy monk Wu Neng Zen Master of Jinshan Temple to come and greet him personally. ”

Quietly pinched a talisman, crossed it in front of his eyes, and suddenly, Zhang Yutang saw that three feet above the old lady's head, there was a golden cloud suspended, and the cloud changed like an umbrella, and the wisps of light on the umbrella Luo embraced infinite majesty.

"Such a person is extremely majestic, but he has no official seal, it seems that he should be condensed with power, and such power comes from others, so that the old lady should probably be the mother or relatives of a high-ranking official. ”

Passing the old lady, and looking towards the Jinshan Temple, there are some places, a piece of Buddha gas shrouded, the light soars to the sky, faintly there is a holy Buddha manifested here, receiving the incense of all beings.

"It is worthy of a famous temple, the incense is steaming, and the holy Buddha is manifested. ”

swept his gaze away again, but it was Muzi who stared:

"How is this possible?"

Behind the Jinshan Temple, a blood light that reached the sky, like the pillar of optimus, ran straight through the sky, and around the blood light, there were countless unjust souls crying.

The powerful blood light was overwhelming, surging, suppressing all the Buddha qi, making Jinshan Temple look as strange as a demonic domain.

"White Lotus from the sky, white lotus from the sky, it's just nonsense, this is not a white lotus from the sky at all. ”

A sneer crossed the corner of Zhang Yutang's mouth:

"If my guess is correct, this is simply a demon descending from heaven and spitting white lotus flowers to harm sentient beings. ”

"Such a demon is hidden in Jinshan Temple, how can the old monk Wuneng not know, is it that people and demons are in the same stream, one person collects incense, and the other demon eats blood and food, complementing each other and not interfering with each other. ”

"If this is the case, the old monk Wuneng deserves to die, and he will never be reborn at the moment. ”

Looking at the countless devout believers in Jinshan Temple, smiling and respectful, saluting the Buddhas one by one, a very ridiculous thought suddenly rose in Zhang Yutang's heart:

"The gods and Buddhas worshiped by the people of the world do not care about the life and death of all living beings at all, but the people of the world are still obsessed with their hearts and worship wholeheartedly, hoping that one day the gods and Buddhas will have mercy and answer the thoughts in their hearts. ”

"Such a person is really sad and lamentable, after living a lifetime, they don't know that they are brave and diligent, self-improving, everything depends on the mercy of God and Buddha, and in the end they can die in such ignorance, maybe it is also a kind of happiness for them. ”

With the flow of people, Zhang Yutang walked towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall step by step, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the group of monks sat upright, the eight winds did not blow, reciting the Dade classics, the sound was like the evening drum and morning bell, thought-provoking.

And Wu Neng Zen Master is impressively in the column, sitting at the head of the monks, knocking the wooden fish, rubbing the prayer beads, and singing the supreme Guanyin mantra of great compassion in his mouth, which is the so-called borrowing the power of Guanyin, which can magnify the light.

Zhang Yutang's eyes flashed, and he saw that in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the mental power was gathered, sacred and solemn, and the evil demons were difficult to invade, and there was no trace of evil qi on the body of Zen Master Wuneng.

"There is no evil spirit at all, could it be that I am wrong to blame Zen Master Wuneng, he has nothing to do with that heavenly blood qi at all. ”

The monks recited the classics of Bi Dade, and Zen Master Wuneng struck the wooden fish in his hand and shouted:

"Ask the Bodhisattva why he sits upside down, hating the world and refusing to turn back, the sea of suffering is boundless and turning back is the shore, good, good. ”

"This is the end of today's homework, everyone disperses. ”

The monks stood up, bowed slightly to the Zen Master Wuneng who was still sitting upright, and replied violently:

"Yes, Abbot. ”

After the salute, they withdrew from the Daxiong Hall one after another, and some pilgrims gathered around to worship the Buddhas and the holy monks.

But Zen Master Wuneng turned a blind eye to these people, ran directly to Zhang Yutang, and said with a smile:

"Little donor, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, yesterday the Buddha made a dream, saying that there is a reincarnated Arhat, who wants to come to Jinshan Temple and ascend to heaven with the help of the white lotus. ”

"Hahaha----"

Zhang Yutang laughed wildly in his heart:

"This old monk didn't see that I was young and easy to deceive, and he applied this set of rhetoric to me, if I was really an eight-year-old weak boy, maybe I would really fall for you. ”

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