Medicinal Immortal

The pilgrims stepped forward and placed the melons and pastries they had brought on the altar table. After lighting the incense to worship the Buddha, the pilgrims put the incense on the large incense burner outside the main hall, and then entered the main hall to add the sesame oil money.

At this moment, someone came to the side and asked the middle-aged monk: "Master, why did this Hanshan Temple disappear before? I haven't seen the way up the mountain in the past three years. Why has it appeared again recently?"

When other people asked about this, they also turned their ears to listen. Thanks to Tangning’s previous confession, the middle-aged monk also told them as before, telling them that Hanshan Temple would not appear in front of people because of being cast by a vine demon. In fact, Hanshan Temple has always been here until the Buddha appeared the night before. A Tang master removed the vine demon and saved everyone, and Hanshan Temple was able to see the sun again.

Simple words, but not simple things, the pilgrims were so shocked to hear, they did not expect that it was because of such things that Hanshan Temple disappeared for three years.

For a while, a pilgrim asked again: "Who is that Master Tang? There is such a great ability to get rid of the vine demon?"

"That one is Master Tang." The middle-aged monk looked at Tangning. Because he listened to his instructions, he was no longer to be called a holy Buddha, so he was honored as Master Tang.

Everyone followed his gaze, and when they fell on the little monk, they were a little surprised.

Master Tang is so young?

This little monk is Master Tang? Doesn’t it seem to be around fifteen? Such a small monk can get rid of the five-hundred-year-old vine demon?

For a while, everyone had some doubts in their hearts, but they didn't say anything.

"Dare to ask Master, is the word at the gate of the temple engraved by Master Tang?" the old man asked.

"Exactly." The middle-aged monk folded his hands together.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flickered, and he came to the Buddha again and asked for a lottery. He took the bamboo stick that was rolled out and walked to the lottery office: "I have seen Master Tang."

"Amitabha Buddha, please sit down, please." Tangning said with a smile, and asked the old man in front of him to sit down.

"Master Tang, the old man asked for a signature, and also asked Master Tang to help resolve the signature." He handed the bamboo stick.

Tangning glanced at the bamboo stick he handed over, and said, "Thirty-seventh lottery, sign down." When the words fell, he took the thirty-seventh lottery signature from the lottery paper behind him.

At this time, the old man's face has changed slightly because he heard that the thirty-seventh lottery was signed. I pray for peace of mind, and I also want to ask for a good intention. How can I make people happy when I sign the sign?

Looking at the signature, Tangning said slowly: "The wind is cold, the Yangtze River is quiet, the fishing boat catches the moonlight, and the lonely geese passes by, and the passengers become sad." The voice paused, and said: "This signature is for Xiang Yu to kill himself in Wujiang. What does the donor ask for?"

Hearing the sign, the old man’s face can be said to be ugly, especially when there are some lively pilgrims next to him listening to the sign. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it before he said: "Look for a house. Safe, dare to ask Master Tang, how to keep safe?"

Hearing the words, Tangning glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Why don't you have to go out if you have nothing to do, for fear of disaster will turn into worry. Be cautious in words and deeds to do good things, and when there is bad luck, you will be safe."

Hearing this, the old man's heart was shocked. He was really going to go to the far door, and he had already arranged it. He only waited for him to return home and then set off. Now, when he heard Master Tang's words, he felt a bit of fear in his heart. He respectfully saluted him.

"Yang, thank Master Tang for his advice." But if he doesn't go out, can he be safe?