Survival in the Elf World

Kane went straight to Hoouin in the afternoon. !

As we get closer to Hoo-in Temple, there are stalls selling incense and candles one after another.

"Hey, young man, you are going to the courtyard to worship the Phoenix King. Come here and ask for the incense sticks. The incense in the courtyard is more than twice that of here," the owner of a stall stopped Kane on the road and said.

"unnecessary."

Kane bypassed him and went to Hoouin.

What I want is not a small gain like you. It is best to meet the abbot of Hoo-in this time when I enter Hoo-in.

Ho-o-in, a pure gold statue of Ho-o-in, is even better than the statue in Slowpoke Temple.

The incense is even more prosperous, and it is worthy of being the largest temple in the city.

Naturally, there is a merit box in front of the Phoenix King statue. Two rows of monks are chanting sutras. An elderly elder stands next to the merit box, begging for the heads of pilgrims who donate incense money.

Kane walked directly to the elder and said softly: "Master, please tell me how to meet the abbot."

The elder opened his eyelids slightly, glanced at Kane with his peripheral vision, and said, "If you donate [-] incense money, you can get blessings from the abbot and be included in the temple's merit book."

The elder continued his work just for fun, never thinking that Kane, a seven or eight-year-old naughty boy, could come up with so much money.

"Can I swipe my card?" Kane asked,

The elder suddenly opened his eyes, radiated light, looked at Kane, and said: "Yes, of course, this temple accepts various forms of donation of incense money."

Suddenly a big customer came, and the elder didn't care about the pilgrims who donated small amounts of money, and led Kane directly to the main hall.

The abbot's meditation place was in the main hall behind the main hall. The elder knocked on the door and said: "Brother abbot, there is a pilgrim here who wants to receive your chanting and blessing."

"Bring him in."

After hearing the response from inside, the elder and Kane pushed open the door and entered the lobby, where an old monk was beating the wooden fish.

"This is our abbot, Zen Master Pudu." The elder introduced.

Kane bowed and said: "Master, you are polite."

"The poor monk is begging." The abbot and the elder beside Kane winked, and the elder nodded and walked into the room.

"Please take a seat. The poor monk will chant sutras for you in a moment." The abbot seemed to be waiting for something to signal Kane to sit down first.

Soon, the elder just now appeared in front of Kane again, taking a merit book and a credit card machine.

"Donor, please swipe your credit card for the incense money you want to donate. After donating, Fengwang will bless you. Not only will you get chanting and blessings from the eminent monk Pudu Zen Master, but your name will also remain in the merit book of our Fengwang Temple forever. ." The elder said.

Kane swiped the card happily, and then the abbot filled in Kane's name and some information in the merit book.

A piece of Ping'an Fu worth a few dollars, and about 10 minutes of chanting, he successfully made away with 2 yuan of his own money. If he hadn't come with a purpose, he wouldn't have wasted money on such a boring thing.

After receiving the "blessing" from the abbot, Kane deliberately felt enlightened and refreshed, and said: "Master abbot is truly a distinguished monk in this world. After listening to your chanting, I feel as if I am going to become a master." Like a fairy, I have also listened to the chanting of the abbot of the Slowpoke Temple, and I don’t feel like I do today at all. It seems that I haven’t reached your level of ability yet, Master.”

Kane carefully observed the reactions of the abbot and the elders. Sure enough, when he heard the words "Slowpoke Temple", his face trembled slightly, but it quickly calmed down.

After Kane finished speaking, which elder spoke first: "Donor Kane, Slowpoke Temple is just a side temple. How can it be compared with the largest Hoou-in Temple in the Johto area? The level of his abbot's chanting is inferior to ours." At most, the temple is at the level of a night-watching disciple, and it is completely different from our abbot, Abbot Xiang, as different as a dragon or an ant."

Kane nodded and said: "What the elder said makes sense. This Slowpoke Temple is far inferior to Hoohin in terms of scale and overall level. It's just that the Slowpoke Temple has some pioneers who have achieved enlightenment and become immortals there. ah."

Listening to Kane's slightly hesitant tone, the abbot finally spoke: "Don't the donor think this statement is ridiculous? The Ho-oh enshrined in our Ho-o-in is a symbol of peace, and some of the deeds of the Ho-o are in the city. The history of the alliance is well-documented, which is why our Hoo-in Temple can still stand. Our temple is responsible for every pilgrim and will not use any gimmick to become an immortal to deceive everyone."

The abbot's words deliberately belittled the Slowpoke Temple. Kane was already sure of his own thoughts. This was not a virtuous monk, he was just an ordinary person who deliberately harmed others for his own benefit. Here it was not just a loss. , and even go to suppress it. I just gave the 2 yuan for this purpose. Apart from myself, I don’t know how many fools send money here every year.

As far as he knows, players who participate in the Johto League come here every year to give away money. The slogan of the temple is naturally that if you come here to donate incense and money, you will get the blessing of the Phoenix King, and the abilities of the divine baby will be improved. If you want to compete in the league competition People who have achieved good results will come here to donate incense money and incense for sacrifice.

This phenomenon is common everywhere. When I was on Earth, I also experienced the spectacular scene of overcrowded temples on the eve of the college entrance examination. People who were seeking career, marriage, submission, and wealth would come to offer incense and worship, and regarded this as a beautiful sustenance.

I am also very puzzled. Many people complain endlessly while working, but they are willing to starve and freeze in the mountains for a night for a stigma. I am afraid they hope that the gods can see their piety.

After the abbot finished his remarks, Kane then responded and said: "Master is right, how can a divine baby like Slowpoke that is everywhere on the street be considered a god? Only Phoenix King is the true god, Abbot The abbot should think about the vast number of pilgrims and pull out those small monasteries that are deceiving people as soon as possible."

After Kane finished speaking, the abbot let out a long sigh and said, "I am also powerless. I don't know how many people are suffering outside with the blessing of the Phoenix King. It is really a sin."

Kane thought to himself: "This old monk has become a master of life, and he is still pretending to be an enlightened monk at this time."

But now he is completely sure that as long as he gets a hold of the Slowpoke Temple, Zen Master Pudu will pull out the thorns in his eyes at lightning speed.

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