Wang Zelong, the prefect of Hangzhou, as soon as he finished his official business and returned to the mansion, he heard that the old lady went to Jinshan Temple to worship the Buddha and burn incense, and his heart was a little frightened, as if something earth-shattering was about to happen.

After reading at home for a while, I was still restless, restless, and impatient, and my heart was like a fire that wanted to burn everything out.

"I always feel like something is going to happen, no, I have to go see my mother, don't have any accidents. ”

Wang Zelong looked dignified, seven feet tall, with a square face, wearing an ordinary gray robe, paced out of the room, and said:

"Li Jiu, Wang Liu. ”

Two officials with knives flashed next to him, and they replied violently:

"In. ”

"Hurry up and prepare the sedan chair, I'm going to Jinshan Temple, the sooner the better." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Li Jiu and Wang Liu quickly prepared the sedan chair, and the prefect Wang Zelong got on the sedan chair and sat in it, still feeling uneasy, and hurriedly said:

"Faster, faster, get to Jinshan Temple as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Hearing this, the sedan chair bearers let go of their steps, strode like flying, and moved forward rapidly, followed by seven or eight officials with knives all around, as light as a swallow, and at a glance they were martial arts masters.

When I arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple, a little novice had already greeted me happily:

"Today, Jinshan Temple should make a fortune, first came a white-faced little scholar, rewarded the gold, and then came to the old lady of the prefect, but also rewarded a handful of silver tickets, now look at this posture, the origin is even more extraordinary. ”

The sedan chair fell to the ground with a bang, smooth and steady, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, Wang Zelong strode out, with a black face, his voice was like a bell, and he was extremely majestic:

"Little monk, the old lady who came to Jinshan Temple today to burn incense and worship the Buddha, people are there, take me to see it." ”

"The old lady who burns incense and worships the Buddha?"

Xiao Shami was shocked by the majestic coercion exuded by Wang Zelong, and was a little frightened in his heart:

"Is it the old lady who called for slaves and servants, and was kind and kind-eyed?"

"Exactly!"

Wang Zelong suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart, and tried to keep his voice calm:

"Take me to her!"

"Sir!"

The slaves and maids who were originally supported by the prefect's mother, as soon as they saw their master coming, they all hurriedly ran over from the vicinity, and the black pressure fell to their knees:

"Greetings, Master!"

"Why be polite!"

Wang Zelong waved his hand, pointed at one of them, and said:

"Sun Guang, you take me in quickly, looking for the old lady, today I am restless, I always feel that something ominous will happen, I hope God blesses, for the sake of my many years as an official, honest and honest, don't let anything happen to my mother." ”

"If something happens to the old lady in this Jinshan Temple, there is no need for this place of compassion for Buddhism to exist. ”

Wang Zelong also heard about the white lotus falling from the sky in Jinshan Temple, but he never took it seriously, thinking that it was just a far-fetched trick used by the monks in the temple to defraud the incense money.

For such a trick, as long as it does not affect the stability of the entire Hangzhou Mansion, Wang Zelong generally turns a blind eye, and he does not want any big chaos to happen in his office.

Sun Guang looked at the prefect with a dark face, knelt down and answered, and then stood up:

"My lord, please follow me!"

Turning around and trotting, leading the way in front, turning a few corners, walking through a few pavilions, but seeing a pool of autumn water in sight, beside the autumn water, there are many servants in the house, and the servants are surrounding an old monk with white hair.

Wang Zelong walked over with a black face and shouted:

"What are you doing, it's not dispersed, so many people, what are you doing around an old monk, people who don't know think it's me Hangzhou Mansion bullying people. ”

Hearing Wang Zelong's voice, the nearby slaves all brushed their faces and turned white.

"I've seen the master. ”

The slave knelt down, Wang Zelong ignored it, and bowed slightly to Zen Master Wuneng:

"The subordinate was rude, which frightened the master. ”

"They also have no choice. ”

Zen Master Wuneng was dripping blood in his heart, but he had to smile on his face:

"Besides, the monks are compassionate, and the four are empty, which is nothing. ”

Wang Zelong coldly glanced at the slave kneeling on the ground, and shouted:

"For the sake of the master's face in interceding for you, the rod will be responsible and written, and if you commit it again in the future, you will be punished for several crimes. ”

After looking around, he still didn't see his mother's figure, and he was even more worried in his heart, and then he arched his hand and asked Zen Master Wuneng:

"Master, my mother came to burn incense to worship the Buddha and pay homage to the Bodhisattva, where is she now?"

"Don't panic, sir. ”

Zen Master Wuneng smiled slightly:

"The old lady devoutly worships the Buddha, the merit is immeasurable, and finally moved my Buddha, was recruited by the Buddha, and entered the Western Great Elysium, which is a rare blessing in hundreds of billions of eons, which is really gratifying. ”

"Mengfo Zhao'an?"

Wang Zeguang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, and his voice became cold:

"Old Zen Master, you're not joking, you must know my identity, you gods and ghosts, I also know it, don't play this game with me. ”

The adult laughed. ”

Master Wu Neng is calm:

"The old lady is indeed a Buddha beckoning, soaring to bliss, there are so many people on the spot to see, the smoke is swirling, the white lotus is born, a fairy music, leisurely flying away. ”

Wang Zelong turned his head, looked at the slave who was kneeling on the ground, and asked:

"What the old monk said, is it true?"

The slaves and maids all drooped their heads fiercely, and their voices trembled:

"Just now the old lady came here to watch the white lotus ascending, who knows, as soon as the white lotus appeared, the old lady flew up, wrapped in the lotus, and disappeared, we don't know if it's the ascension, or what's wrong?"

Wang Zelong felt a pain in his heart, knowing that the old lady was only afraid that something would happen to him, so he was very painful in his heart, and asked forcibly:

"Where did that white lotus come from, and where is it now?"

One finger Sun Guang:

"Sun Guang, come over and explain it to me. ”

Sun Guang had already inquired clearly from the slave next to him, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly ran over and told Wang Zeguang the ins and outs of the matter.

With a gloomy face, after listening to the matter, Wang Zeguang waved his hand:

"Come on, surround the entire Jinshan Temple for me, don't leave a monk, go alone, I'll ask you. ”

Li Jiuyi replied:

"Yes, sir. ”

"Come, brothers, fence off the Jinshan Temple, and don't leave a monk. ”

Looking at the Zen Master Wuneng who was in a daze on the side, Wang Zeguang glared fiercely, walked to the pond, and was so surprised that Wang Liu hurriedly followed:

"Be careful, my lord, this pool has a weird, heavy bloody smell. ”

"The scholar is all over, and I only have two sleeves of the breeze, and I am afraid of what evil demons and monsters will not work, so let people dig a ditch and release water, let me see what is hidden in the pool. ”

(To be continued)