"Cui County Order, there is no need to think of other ways for the little monk."

The little monk Huiming flashed his eyes and said, "As long as Cui Xianling opens his mouth and tells the little monk how to turn the well water into sweet spring water, he will definitely be able to solve the urgent situation of my Southern Zen Buddhism." ”

"Ouch, my grass, little monk, I can't see that you are very bad! Look at you cute, but it's a small loss. ”

Cui Geng looked at Huiming with disdain, pouted, and said, "You want to take this method to dismantle the platform of Northern Zen Buddhism, right?" You are making this official treacherous, it is absolutely inappropriate, no matter how much friendship we have, this matter cannot be done! ”

“……”

The little monk of Huiming is not one of those black-bellied old monks, who was sarcastically ridiculed by Cui Geng with such a gun and a stick, and suddenly his face turned small, and he lowered his head and said: "The little monk is also forced to be helpless, eh, if you don't do this, how can you deal with Northern Zen Buddhism?" Could it be that Cui County's order can still draw gourds in the same way, and also make another miracle for our Southern Zen Lotus Temple? ”

"Ahem, miracles......"

Listening to the miracle of the little monk opening and closing his mouth, Cui Geng was embarrassed and sick, after all, his tricks had already been revealed in a showdown with the little monk.

But since he promised the little monk, this gang still has to help, and then said: "Don't have any miracles and miracles, this official still has a few gadgets, maybe it will help you!" ”

……

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According to the rules, Buddhist temples mainly hold temple fairs on the following three days: the Buddha's Birthday on the eighth day of the fourth month, the Bon Festival on the 15th day of the seventh month, and the Buddha's Enlightenment Festival on the eighth day of the lunar month.

However, the temple held on February 19, 20, and 21, and the monks of Northern Zen Buddhism could not find a thorn.

Because February 19 is the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva, February 21 is the birthday of Fuxian Bodhisattva.

The only thing they can do is to be unwilling to be behind the Lotus Temple, and hold their own temple fair in Northern Zen Buddhism.

……

Outside the city of Yangzhou, Xianyun Temple.

This is a temple under the Northern Zen Buddhism, on the reputation of incense, in Yangzhou can be compared with the temple of Pranya.

In the main hall of Xianyun Temple, the statues of Buddha are wiped clean and spotless; The flowers and fruits and food offered in front of the Buddha are colorful and gratifying; Even the trees in the temple are pruned in a variety of shapes, full of Zen fun.

The monks of Zhike warmly received all kinds of good men and women, the old monks and the literati and scholars played a sharp game, and there were even a hundred opera troupes to perform all kinds of juggling.

However, these are ordinary means. Nowadays, the most attractive thing for pilgrims in Xianyun Temple is the other two things.

One of them is a treasure given by the Buddha borrowed from the temple. This treasure can turn ordinary well water into spiritual spring water, dispelling diseases and disasters and prolonging life. Of course, it is precisely because the Buddha treasure is precious, so Xianyun Temple has set a rule: this thing can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

The second is the killer feature of Northern Zen Buddhism - as the saying goes.

The so-called vulgar saying is that the old monk who can speak well takes the stage and tells the stories of Buddhist scriptures, fables and legends, poems and songs, emperors and generals, and even short anecdotes in the family......

As the saying was born more than 100 years ago, it was the most prosperous in the Tang Dynasty, and the more prosperous it became, the more it was contaminated with the worldly atmosphere, so that it became more and more degenerate. The more depraved things in this world, the more down-to-earth they are, so the common saying is more and more popular with the people.

So much so that in the Song Dynasty, the emperors felt that this thing was too vulgar, so they banned it. Since then, the vulgar has flowed into the people, forming forms of music such as storytelling, playing lyrics, and drum books.

However, in today's Wu Zhou (Tang) period, it is said that it is in full swing.

Xianyun Temple is really willing to pay the capital, and the old monks who are good at vulgar preaching in the vicinity are invited, divided into several fields, and there are all kinds of topics to talk about, and the pilgrims are very addicted.

But alas, the good times didn't last long.

On the morning of February 19, Xianyun Temple was still crowded with people, and the pilgrims who came to listen to the popular lecture rubbed shoulders and rubbed shoulders, and there was almost no place to stand. But in the afternoon, the crowd thinned out a lot, and the seats for the lectures became more abundant.

So much so that on the morning of February 20, the big stage listening to the proverbial lecture was not full.

If this trend continues, one can imagine how bleak the situation will be this afternoon, and even on the last day of the temple fair tomorrow on February 21.

For a while, the monks up and down Xianyun Temple wondered, what was going on? What's wrong with the rhythm?

The Shenhui monk is the most influential Northern Zen monk in Yangzhou, so naturally he can't sit still. He sent someone to inquire and found out that the Lotus Temple under the Southern Zen Buddhism was also popular. And the story told is bizarre and exciting, I don't know how many times better than my own side!

The most important thing is that the Southern Zen sect has already released words, this story is called "Journey to the West", and it can't be finished in three days and three nights.

As for the content of the story, it is about a natural stone monkey, how to seek the Tao overseas, take treasure from the Dragon Palace, make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and finally keep Master Xuanzang to learn scriptures from the West, and experience nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to achieve positive results.

"Deceiving the heavens and destroying the ancestors, a great rebellion! Little monk Huiming, you are so despicable and shameless! ”

In a meditation room, the Shenhui monk did not have the image of a monk, and he scolded.

It's no wonder that he is so out of shape, the key is that this matter, Southern Zen Buddhism is indeed unreasonable. It's nothing to promote ghosts and gods, don't talk about the second brother. However, who is the only human male protagonist in this story, Master Xuanzang?

That's the leader of the Faxiang Sect.

Although Master Xuanzang died more than 30 years ago (the first year of Tang Gaozong Linde), Faxiangzong gradually declined, and now there are only three or two big cats and kittens left. But in any case, among the main Buddhist tribes of the Tang Dynasty, there are people who are so No. 1.

Okay, although the two branches of our northern and southern Zen sects are not in harmony, they both belong to the same vein of Zen Buddhism, and his Dharma Xiangzong and us are competitors in Buddhism, in order to fight my northern Zen Buddhism, you actually let competitors take advantage of it?

It's just confused!

"No, you can't just leave it at that."

After thinking about it, the monk decided to go to the Lotus Temple to theorize, and angrily walked out of the meditation room and went straight to the temple gate.

"Master, where are you going?" A crisp and pleasant sound of Heluo sounded.

God would turn his head and see that it was Lu Ruolan. She was followed by several maids.

Looking at this posture, Lu Ruolan brought a maid to catch up with the temple fair of Xianyun Temple.

As soon as he saw outsiders, the monk of the Shenhui naturally lost his anger and deprank, and instantly regained his solemn appearance as if he had changed his face, and said with his hands folded: "Amitabha, it turned out to be Little Lady Lu." The poor monk heard that the temple fair of Lotus Temple was very prosperous and wanted to see it. ”

"In this case, why don't you go with your disciple? The concubine also heard that the "Journey to the West" of the Lotus Temple is very exciting. ”

"Uh......"

Shenhui was almost so angry that a mouthful of old blood didn't spurt out, he pretended to be calm, and replied with a slight bow: "The little lady is destined for Northern Zen Buddhism, okay, the old lady will lead the way." ”

Xianyun Temple and Horenji Temple are not far from each other.

An hour later, Lu Ruolan, the Shenhui and their entourage came to the mountain gate of the Lotus Temple.

"Hu Cake Wine Berry Dim Sum!"

"The best Buddha Bing!"

"Ruixiang, camellia, primrose!"

……

Pilgrims flocked to the market, and hawkers seized the opportunity to push carts and baskets to attract customers.

The scene of this temple fair was lively, and the monk of the Shenhui felt slightly sour in his heart.

There is a place that is even more lively, it is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, listening to the shouting inside, it seems to be selling some "Buddha ice".

From time to time, someone squeezed out of the crowd with a red notice and a white thing.

Seeing this, the monk of the Shenhui remembered the desertion in Xianyun Temple today, and his heart began to pantothenic acid again, and he hummed: "This is a newly made pastry made by Lotus Temple?" Hehe, Buddhist disciples really want to do these things that are not doing their jobs. ”

"It's not like a normal pastry." Behind him, a young monk named "Jue Qian" had sharp eyes and said, "How does the little monk look at that thing, it looks like ice." ”

"Hmph, it's only early spring, and it's common for some ice to be stored in the Lotus Temple...... Hey? It's different again! ”

God will find out how this ice is red? And seeing how often it is peddled over there, how can there be so much stored ice?

Could it be that three months ago, Horenji Temple was preparing to rebel against Northern Zen Buddhism? That's why you're hoarding ice for today's move?

But God will know that three months ago, the little monk Huiming had not come to Yangzhou to preach the Dharma.

It's puzzling!

And there is also a most critical place, because he knows that the cost of ice storage is not low, and it is not the hot season in late February. Why did those people buy this Buddha ice from Laoshizi, just like not spending money, so enthusiastic, unwilling to be left behind?

Shenhui's face changed slightly, and he whispered to the monk behind him: "Jueqian, you go and explore the bottom of this Buddha ice." ”

"Yes."

Although Jueqian is not very good at Buddhism, he is clever and well-versed in his tongue, and he is indeed the best person to deal with this kind of foreign affairs in Xianyun Temple.

"Donors, let one, let one ......"

Jue Qian quickly squeezed into the crowd, and after a while, he snapped up a few so-called "Buddha Bing" and said, "Five cents for one." ”

The god will smash his mouth and say, "It's not expensive, but it's not very cheap, why are so many people willing to spend money on this thing?" ”

Jue Qian said: "The little monk has tasted it, and this Buddha ice has gray sugar added to it." Even if you eat such a cup of sugar water, it will cost you a few pennies. So five cents is not too expensive. ”

The god would mutter, "Gray sugar plus Tibetan ice will only sell for five cents...... Isn't Horenji going to lose money? ”

"No money will be lost." Monk Jueqian said in detail, "The disciple inquired clearly, this Buddha ice is not the Tibetan ice in winter, but the Lotus Temple. ”

"What? Ready-made? The monk was amazed.

"Great monk, this Buddha ice is really freshly made." At this moment, a young man in a gorgeous costume walked not far away, followed by twenty or thirty powerful companions.

God will take a closer look, it is not someone else, it is Wang Dazhong, who I saw in front of him in Quy Nhon Restaurant that day, and his speech is very annoying.

White ~ Rabbit Yushi Wang Hongyi's son, Wang Dazhong.

When the god saw that it was him, he asked, "Listening to Wang Gongzi's words, could it be that he knows the doorway of this Buddha Bing?" ”

Wang Dazhong said: "Of course, as far as this son knows, the Lotus Temple can not only produce ice in spring, but also in summer." And he who taught them that kind of skill...... It was the disgusting Cui Erlang. ”

He spat on the ground, stepped on it hard, and continued: "At the beginning, my father advised the Pranya Temple not to move, but what about the original cause monks of your Northern Zen Buddhism? I have to make some kind of gambling contract with Cui Erlang. In the end, I finally won the bet, and he took the initiative to move by himself in a few words, how about it? Now dumbfounded, right? This is called tiger relic. ”

"It's rare that the prince can say it so clearly." Lu Ruolan rolled her eyes and said, "The last paragraph, it won't be what your father taught you, right?" ”

"How do you know...... Well, I came up with these words on my own. ”

Wang Dazhong leaned forward, and said with a shy face: "Little lady Lu, I think this god monk is unreliable, you better stay away from him." ”

Lu Ruolan had a touch of disgust on her face, took two steps back, frowned, and said: "If the concubine is close to whom, I don't have to worry about the prince." ”

"This son is for your own good." Wang Dazhong forced Lu Ruolan two steps forward, and continued to step forward and said: "Cui Geng and Falian Temple wear a pair of pants, if he wants to be unfavorable to the little lady here, what can this god monk cut if he is old and stupid, and in the end, don't you have to point to my son to protect you?" ”

Lu Ruolan: "......"

What kind of bastard is this idiot bastard talking about? Could it be that Cui Geng's dignified Liupin County Order will tie up tickets in broad daylight?

It's clear that this guy doesn't have a good heart, and he wants to find a reason at will, and he is close to himself!

She didn't want to continue to entangle with her, so she forcibly restrained her little temper and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the prince, the concubine has received her body and mind." ”

Then, he took a light step to the side, wanting to leave.

But Wang Dazhong followed up like an appendage bedbug, stopped in front of him, stretched out his hands, and said with a smile: "Little lady Lu, don't go, aren't you going to visit the temple fair?" This son is very familiar with Horen Temple, why don't you be a guide? ”

"No need."

"Little Lady Lu really doesn't know the hearts of good people, what if my son gets close to you?"

As he spoke, Wang Dazhong winked, and those companions scattered in all directions, and actually surrounded Lu Ruolan and the others.

Lu Ruolan finally stopped restraining her temper and reprimanded: "Wang Dazhong, you are such a big dog! What do you want to do in broad daylight? ”

The corners of Wang Dazhong's mouth twitched, and he said with pity: "If you don't do anything, you just want to visit the Lotus Temple with Little Lady Lu." Don't be so faceless. No matter how rich your uncle Zou Fang is, he is just a businessman. My father was the imperial servant of the imperial history, and he borrowed a hundred dares from his camel, and dared to offend my father? ”

Immediately, after this guy threatened, he pretended to stretch out his right hand and asked, "Little lady Lu, please." ”

At this moment, a voice that made Lu Ruolan shout in time sounded not far away: "Little lady Lu, you are here." I haven't seen you for many days, don't come unharmed? Ha ha! ”

Wang Dazhong followed the prestige, his face changed, he gritted his teeth, and scolded: "You immortals, did I dig your ancestral grave, or did I jump into the well with your child?" Cui Erlang! Why do you always like to stir up the good things of this son! ”