time, fell into a kind of calm.

The noisy Bianjing City seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

Although there is still no shortage of undercurrents.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Feng Linwan.

His rhythm is already clear and simple.

Do some good deeds on weekdays and accumulate good reputation.

At the same time, he fought with the Fuji Xun Daoist every once in a while, and repeatedly made the Fuji Xun Daoist ugly.

And everyone else seems to have fallen into the theater mode.

Xie Yundao has gone to the Song-Liao border to preside over the overall situation.

The small group led by him did not move much for the time being.

"South Amitabha, South Amitabha... Feng Lin walked in the streets and alleys of Bianjing City with his bald head on his head, humming a small song in his memory, carrying a cloth bag on his back.

Those passers-by couldn't help but smile when they saw him.

Some vegetable vendors even rushed over to stuff some vegetables and fruits into his pockets. There were also many people who greeted him cordially, and even called him to come over for a light meal.

It's like he's really all over Kyoto and is friends and has gained the goodwill of the whole city.

The malice and kindness of ordinary people are vague and distinct.

To put it more clearly, they are actually in a kind of 'self-interested' good and evil.

Do good deeds, for peace of mind, for good fortune, for a kind of inner pleasure... Or maybe it's just for a good name. And most of them are not motivated by some necessary responsibility or lofty ideal.

Doing evil deeds is mostly to achieve some kind of profit, or to express the resentment and anger accumulated in the heart.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why monks are more popular among the people.

Because in the theory of Buddhism, a large part is talking about the cycle of good and evil, and the blessings of the next life. In short, there is a good reward for doing good, and it is like a transaction, balanced between the left and right ends, and there is no loss.

Taoism, on the other hand, is much more vague, telling others that doing evil for good is a kind of moral cultivation and a way to quiet down. If you can't see the obvious benefits, you will naturally be a little weak when educating ordinary people.

People like to 'don't understand', but it's not necessarily that they're really full of goodness.

It's more of a knee-jerk investment.

Feng Lin Wan does not understand the vest of the monk, and his business is impressive, which has made many people believe that he is the real virtuous person who is expected to become a Buddha.

At this time, it is a profitable investment to hand him over at a small price.

At least... It is more cost-effective than going to the temple to burn incense.

The cunning of the little citizens does not have to be taken into account.

If you can't tolerate this little bit of idleness, you have to be worshiped by others sincerely, and never retreat. That can only be said to be too narrow-minded to achieve great things.

Those who can really achieve something must tolerate the small interests and careful thinking of tens of millions of people, and then unify them on a large scale. Instead of forcing others to do what they do, they do what they do. Although this sounds very emotional, very domineering and handsome, it is actually full of immaturity.

Just like the Buddha asked all beings to be equal, and asked everyone to be good, this is the general direction and the great aspiration. However, there are not a few people who enter the hall of the Great Majesty and face the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who are full of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, begging to get rich quickly, begging to kill people, begging to take away people's wealth, and begging for all kinds of dirty and dirty things. If the Buddha could not tolerate these many evils, he would have thought about evil all his life, and insisted on lowering punishments and killing all these filthy and rude people.

That Buddha is not a Buddha, but a demon ancestor.

To use a recent buzzword, 'the abyss is staring at you when you're staring into it'.

Feng Linwan did good deeds, not without wanting to reciprocate.

Rather, let the people he helps also help others when they have free time and do not hinder others, and do a good deed within their ability.

This is an ancient kind of love transmission.

Because of this, there are many more believers in Feng Linwan.

Some temples in Bianjing City have also contacted him and want to invite him to give permanent lectures in the temples.

Although in the eyes of orthodox monks, this monk who doesn't understand for no reason is clearly a wild fox Zen.

But just like traffic Internet celebrities can also be superstars, under the general trend, they have to pinch their noses and admit it, and talk about it first.

When the trend dissipates in the future, the limelight is no longer there, and it is okay to kick it away.

Regarding the temple's overt and covert stepping, Feng Linwan chose to ignore it.

The left and right are just using, and it's just using them, but secretly they have to mock two sentences of origin, and finally use up a kick to kick away... Such acts stink of incomprehension.

Feng Lin Wan didn't have that much energy to deal with them.

Smack!

A chicken bone smashed on Feng Linwan's head impartially.

Feng Linwan's big bald head, which was already blooming, suddenly became more oily and shiny.

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, no matter what he said, there was actually a foundation building period... Even the cultivation of the peak of the foundation building period.

This kind of strength is not very strong, but it is not comparable to ordinary people.

A chicken bone, but it smashed into his head so impartially, and did not cause him any alarm.

It's really strange.

Looking in the direction where the chicken bones were thrown, I saw a person leaning on the wooden bridge, still carrying half a roast chicken in his hand, greasy hands and claws grasping the roast chicken, and eating with a mouth full of oil.

At first glance, this person is burly, with big shoulders and a round waist. But his face was full of stupidity, and the pedestrians passing by on the left and right walked around him, and when he saw a slightly better little lady passing by, he would also take two steps with him, showing a stupid smile.

Feng Linwan clasped his hands together, smiled gently at the stupid man, wiped the stains on his head with his sleeve, and instead walked up to put many vegetables and fruits in his pocket in the other party's arms.

Then he turned and walked away.

Not long after, I suddenly heard the voice of an old man crying out in pain.

When he stepped forward, he saw an old man with a very disgusting sore on his thigh.

The old man was still crying, and the general meaning of his words was that he had unfortunately had a serious disease, and that he would need to be cured by sucking out the venom from the poisonous sores with his mouth. And the children of the family were unfilial, and none of them were willing to serve him, but they drove him out of the house.

When the surrounding people heard this, they naturally followed and spit on the old man's children, but none of them stepped forward to help.

After all, the poisonous sores looked disgusting and terrifying.

Feng Linwan stood on the side of the road, but he had already completely reacted to what was going on.

It seems that my recent behavior has entered the eyes of the Eight Immortals, and they have raised their expectations for me. So I also came up with the exam questions myself. ”

"It's already obvious that the stupid man before and the old man with poisonous sores in front of him are all tests. Maybe not so much, but more to come. I heard that in the past, Zhong Liquan tested him ten times in order to ignite Lu Dongbin, "

"According to common sense, I should go forward and take advantage of the strong poison in the poisonous sores to heal the old man. It's just... It's disgusting, if that's how you qualify, then... These Eight Immortals and the Ninth Person, don't do it!Not to mention, if I really do this, I will lose my subscription!" Feng Linwan's mind was thinking of all kinds of messy thoughts.

Listening to the old man's wailing, it became even louder, as if urging him to make a decision quickly.