If you look at it from a high altitude, Jinhua City at this time, in the bustling market, is divided into two streams of people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It looks cluttered, but it's also distinct.

Some people are worried, worried about the future, or worried about today's events in front of the yamen.

Most of these people are powerful, or full of shrewdness and ability, and they are aspiring people who want to be able to control their own lives.

Or the ordinary prime of life who works hard all day long, has a gray face, and cannot see the future.

The other part of the people have a mysterious smile on their faces, which is by no means the same as the [people with lofty ideals] who care about current affairs and the life of the government.

Most of them are old people and women.

Of course, there were also children dragged by women, heading out of the city in the direction of the south of the city.

They dragged their families and staggered away tiredly, but they didn't see much sorrow.

Because of the three groups of immortals in March, all temples and Buddhist halls will light incense and pray for blessings in order to seek retribution in the next life.

They went to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

The people who go to Pudu Temple are first sparsely flowed in twos and threes, and when the sun rises higher and higher, it merges into a vast ocean.

In the laughter, these people suddenly make people forget that everything in life is unsatisfactory.

The demons outside the city, the man-eating bandits, and the government that can force people to death are completely ignored.

Is there no food to eat now, and is there any overnight food at home?

None of this caused a ripple in the hearts of these people.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, and a stone staircase appeared in front of them, and the slightly tired body of Aunt Ning and his party was like being hit with a strong needle, and their feet were even more brisk.

A scent of sandalwood wafts into the nose......

The melodious sound of the bell is in the ears.

When I looked up, I saw a temple not far ahead.

Glazed green tiles, red walls and jade steps, like a fairyland in the bamboo and stone shade of cigarette smoke.

"Hurry up, if you go slowly, the hour will pass, and there will be no good place to burn that incense, if the Buddha and Bodhisattva blame it, it is not good. “

At this time, Aunt Wang was full of anxiety, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she dragged Aunt Ning to walk faster, and the other people were also smiling.

Aunt Ning touched the twenty taels of silver that her daughter-in-law Hongyu gave her this morning, and her heart was safe and happy, but she didn't feel bitter to rush such a little way.

Compared to some time ago, when I couldn't see the pain of hope all day long, it was much better at this time, could it be that it was really a bodhisattva's blessing, it should be a bodhisattva's blessing.

Aunt Ning thought so.

She looked at the rich and noble people who were riding in the sedan chair, and she felt some pity in her heart.

"If these people want to seek the protection of the Bodhisattva, but they can't endure hardship, I'm afraid they don't have much sincerity, and it will be difficult for them to get good fortune. ”

Just as he was thinking wildly, a Sanskrit sound floated into his ears in the distant sky: "Put down the butcher's knife, stand on the ground and become blessed, all living beings are suffering, and the past is like coming...... Sanmu, Sanpodaya, Deyata...... Hum, what about Xiuda......"

The voice murmured, first one person chanted, and then it was like thousands of people chanting together, and there were not a few monks in the temple, but there was a huge wave echoing around the square.

The strange thing is that none of the believers who entered the square like a hundred rivers returning to the sea were surprised, but they just performed the rituals as usual.

Light incense and worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva.

Everyone had only one expression, that is, their eyes were fanatical and their faces were numb.

Forget the suffering of this life and worship the Buddha for the next life.

Aunt Ning looked at it, and before she could take a breath, she handed over the incense money, lit the incense stick, and bowed to the ground to worship the Buddha sincerely.

……

An old Taoist priest with a white beard, a red nose, and a wine gourd on his back was striding past like a meteor, with a tattered gray cloth robe on his body, and he was hunted by the mountain wind.

He was followed by a young Taoist boy with clear eyebrows, who was curiously looking at the endless stream of people going up the mountain, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Master, you often say that cultivation should be practiced in the red dust, and demons should be eliminated, but this is obviously not a Zen temple, but a demon cave that robs the essence of all beings and nourishes one's own spiritual platform, how can you turn a blind eye and hear it?"

Dao Tong's voice was crisp, his heart was like a child, and he was filled with righteous indignation at this time.

Watching the dense flow of people being fooled, the little face was full of pity.

"Spiegel, everything in the world is not black and white, now that the Dao is declining, some things have a heart but are powerless, and they should be temporarily forbearant.

Tong Xuan Zhenren looked at the group of foolish men and women not far away whose faces were full of gray and black gas, anger rose in his heart, and he wanted to open his mouth to reprimand his apprentice, but after thinking about it, he sighed again.

"Yesterday for the teacher to ask the good luck, extremely bad, my Laoshan Road is the wind and rain when the wind and rain, we must not cause more trouble, otherwise I am afraid of accidents...... After seeing your senior brother Mingfa this time and asking about the situation, you immediately return to the mountain gate and close the door......

Xiaodao Tong Mingjing was obviously not convinced, and wanted to say more, but he saw his master's white beard fluttering, and shouted angrily: "Good demon, it's too arrogant, Tong Yan Wuji just opened his mouth at will, this can't be tolerated, it's really a hindrance......"

Following the direction of the master's roar, the mirror turned his head to look, and saw a huge Buddha shadow appearing in front of him.

The Buddha sat on the lotus platform, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and said: "Put down the butcher's knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha......

The voice of men and women did not argue, like the murmuring of all beings, singing straight into the depths of his heart.

Xiaodao Tong only felt a moment of confusion in his heart, and in the dimness, he saw the Tiangong Yao Pond, the immortals gathered, Xian'e held the peach fairy wine, the immortal family sat on the cloud platform, and the fairy music fluttered around......"

Spiegel didn't want to think about it, so he had to step forward, take a closer look, and feel itchy in his heart.

"Immeasurable Path Venerable ......"

At this moment, he suddenly faintly heard the master chanting the sermon, and his heart palpitated, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his body was being dragged backwards by a withered old hand.

up and down, and then down the mountain.

The sound of the Buddha's horn chanting in his ears gradually faded, and the mirror could no longer see the grand scenery of Yaochi, and could not see the gathering of immortals.

Xiao Daotong looked at the red wall and green tiles on the top of the mountain with a horrified face, and looked at the believers who seemed to be unconsciously worshipping and burning incense, and his mood was terrified.

"I know it's amazing, so when I go out, it's just because I talk a lot...... Just now you didn't pay attention to what you said, and you were hated by that guy, these spells are Pudu Cihang's [Deadly Sanskrit Sound], Sanskrit sound is in your ears, and you will be blissful in your life...... It's just that the Yuan Shen clone can have such majesty, so powerful, if it weren't for the old way with a few brushes, you can be regarded as planting. ”

The old Taoist priest looked like a master, but he was full of black words, and the little Taoist boy frowned when he heard it.

However, it was not the time to think about this, there was one more thing he didn't understand.

"Master, the Sanskrit sound of the Suo Life is so powerful, and so many laymen listen to it, isn't it more auspicious and less auspicious?

"Hehe, people are very smart, what you hear is the Sanskrit sound of asking for life, those people sincerely worship the Buddha, what they hear is not it, but [the Sanskrit sound of the world], the illusion in front of them is the bell ringing Dingding, enjoying the glory, it is the so-called blissful realm, carefree and fearless......"

After speaking, the old Taoist priest glanced at the Zen monastery again with a jealous look, and then turned around and left with the little Taoist boy without looking back.

……

Su Chen didn't know anything about the outside world.

Even the chores at home were handed over to Hongyu to deal with.

After handing over the golden retriever bald dog now known as Xiao Wang, to Hongyu, he told the little one to keep the house well, and then ignored it.

Instead, he hid in the bedroom and concentrated on sorting out what he had learned, and found out all the books and manuscripts that his predecessor Ning Wenjing had studied.

The hospital exam will be held in mid-March, and since Su Chen has inherited this body, of course he has to bear the cause and effect.

No matter which world you go to, if you want to eliminate obsession, there is a very important rule, which is actually to glorify your ancestors.

Ning Wenjing studied literature when he was a child, and studied hard for more than ten years, and the concept of the imperial examination has been engraved into his bones and written into his flesh and blood.

Even if his soul is now scattered, and his body is completely occupied by Su Chen, his obsession still has a huge influence.

What's more, even if it wasn't for this, for Su Chen, it was also a very necessary thing to get the identity of Xiucai through the college examination.

The so-called talent is a handsome talent.

In the same year, there were only fifteen or sixteen state capitals, and those who could show off their talents were really handsome among the people, which was not trivial.

After becoming a showman, not only does he have a lot of food from the official every month, but he can also see the official and not worship him, and he will not be disturbed when he encounters trouble.

Ordinary bully landlords have no need and will never provoke such people for no reason.

Because, no one knows, they will become famous in the blink of an eye.

This kind of identity can actually be regarded as a human being.

Xiucai's status promotion and money acquisition, Su Chen actually didn't look at it.

There is only one point, and he can't help but be greedy.

Because, after being admitted to Xiucai, you can carry a sword with you.

And with his current status as a scholar, it stands to reason that bringing a sword is considered a violation of the law, and if he is seen, he will report to the official.

A swordsman, if he can't carry a sword, it's like something, and this alone has an infinite attraction to Su Chen.

Of course, even if you are a scholar or a common person, you can also bring a sword to defend yourself, and it is good to sneak around so that no one can find out.

But this is not above board, and it is extremely detrimental to gaining prestige and luck.

Moreover, when the government sees it, it will be interrogated on the street as a gangster, so that it is difficult to move an inch, which is very boring.

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Thanks to Gan Luojia (2000) for reward~~