big master, big liar

Song Xuan slept until the sun was rising.

Yesterday he first set up a stall to tell fortunes, and then he had to clean up the trouble caused by Ergou, and then he drove out of the city alone to find Ji Yunxi, which was really wonderful.

His old bones almost fell apart.

When he woke up, he caught up with the young Taoist priest who came to bring them lunch. Seeing that he was awake, he smiled and said: "I didn't see you coming to eat this morning, so the temple master guessed that you were too tired, so I asked me to bring the food to you." You send it."

Song Xuan was a little embarrassed: "Please make another trip."

The Taoist said: "What's the trouble, there are no pilgrims in the temple. It's a good thing that you came here and it's not so deserted."

As he spoke, he scratched his hair again: "It's just that we don't have anything good to entertain you, so you can make do with something."

Song Xuan took the food and saw two bowls of rice on the tray, a plate of boiled vegetables in plain water, a small plate of peanuts, and a pot of clear tea, which looked a bit bitter.

It's just that Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi are not picky people, so they don't care too much.

Song Xuan brought the food in front of Ji Yunxi, Song Xuan took out a purse from his bosom, put it in the Taoist's hand, and said with a smile: "It's a lot of trouble this time, add some incense money to the temple."

The Taoist quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I can't accept money from fellow Taoists."

Song Xuan wore monk's robes and Taoist robes indiscriminately for fortune-telling. He chased Ji Yunxi out of the city yesterday, but he didn't have time to change, so these Taoist priests also recognized him as a Taoist.

Song Xuan couldn't explain that he was purely bluffing and deceitful, pulling the flag of the Daomen to deceive people for money, and only said: "Guanli is poor, we eat and drink here, and our conscience is really hard to rest."

The two pushed back and forth without a definite number, but in the end Ji Yunxi said coldly: "They are so poor that their clothes have been patched, so why are you being so noble?"

There were two patches on the Taoist priest's robe, because the same color cloth was used, it was not obvious, and now he said that it was torn, and he couldn't help but blush.

Song Xuan was even more apologetic: "Brother She has no other intentions, you just treat us as ordinary pilgrims."

Then the Taoist accepted it hesitantly, and said with a blushing face, "Fellow Taoist, it is true that the situation in our temple is not good, thank you very much this time."

Logically speaking, Wangchuan City is much more prosperous than the other cities in Beidi. If you open a Taoist temple near here, you will not be short of incense. How can you be so poor.

Last night, he saw that there were few incense sticks in this Taoist temple, and the broken windows in the passenger compartment were not repaired, so he felt a little strange.

Song Xuan couldn't help being a little curious, so he asked: "I saw that there are many people in this temple, how come there are no pilgrims?"

As soon as he asked this, the Taoist priest couldn't help showing a complicated expression.

"Aren't you two from Wangchuan City?" the Taoist said. "You don't know that a year ago, although the incense here was not flourishing, it was not like this. It was only this year that it became like this."

The Taoist thought that he had accumulated resentment for a long time, and when he saw Song Xuan asked, he couldn't help pouring out bitter water.

This is really a miracle.

On the outskirts of Wangchuan City, there used to be a temple and a temple. The Taoist temple was in the east of the city, and the temple was in the west.

Just a year ago, a strange thing happened suddenly.

The abbot of the temple, Master Chin Kung, ascended into the air.

Hearing this, Song Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Feisheng?"

He had heard it before in Wangchuan City, but he had always regarded the word ascension as a taboo for death, but he did not expect that the meaning of looking at this Taoist priest actually meant ascension.

Even Ji Yunxi couldn't help looking over.

The Taoist priest nodded and said: "It is true that they have ascended, and they knew the date in advance, so they invited the people in the city to watch and worship."

Song Xuan couldn't help being a little surprised: "Have you gone to see it?"

The Taoist shook his head: "We don't. After all, Buddhism and Taoism are two families. It's not appropriate for us to go to the temple."

The Taoist continued to speak.

The temple is called Wuyun Temple.

The soaring master Jingkong is indeed a huge living Bodhisattva.

He has been the abbot of the temple for ten years, and has been helping the world and saving people, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

Master Jing Kong has good medical skills, and often consults and prescribes medicines for free.Every winter, the temple will also take in the homeless people, and when the spring comes, help them find some jobs in the city.

He never asks for money from the poor, and only accepts incense money donated by wealthy households in the city, and most of it is used for porridge and medicine.

Everyone in Wangchuan City knows that Master Jingkong is a good person.

Therefore, after Master Jing Kong ascended to the ascension, people in Wangchuan City talked a lot, saying that he must have received good rewards, so he went to heaven and became a god and Buddha.

So the incense in the temple became more prosperous.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and many merchants in the south also heard about this incident, so they ran to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Although the Taoist temple lost some incense because of this, it didn't have any other thoughts.

After all, although these Taoist priests have practiced Taoism for many years, they have never seen anyone who has ascended to immortality or become a Buddha. Those are all allusions in books and myths spoken by teachers.

At that time, there were even young Taoist priests who were just getting started and wanted to shave their hair and become monks instead.

But what happened after that was beyond the expectations of the audience.

After Master Jingkong ascended, another person ascended from Wuyun Temple.

Master Jingkong has two senior brothers, and they were also monks who did good deeds with Master Jingkong back then, and they also rose to the top within this year.

Every time one flies up under the eyes of everyone, the incense in this temple will become stronger.

Although the livelihood of the Taoist temple was difficult at this time, it was not so dilapidated.

Until half a year ago, there began to be a rumor that they were all in Wangchuan City. The monks in the temple had been promoted repeatedly, but there was no movement in the Taoist temple. I am afraid that a group of liars lived in the Taoist temple.

Since then, the Taoist temple has really disappeared.

Speaking of this, the Taoist priest couldn't help being angry: "Our temple master is also a kind person, and it wasn't just their family who gave the porridge back then. They have masters who ascended, that's their virtue, what can we do?"

"I don't know which wicked person would say such a thing." The Taoist said, "In the past six months, half of our Taoist temples have left, and they all live on the fields in the back mountain. I'm afraid there will be no porridge this year. Deshi, I'm going to make those villains chew their tongues even more."

After Song Xuan heard this, he couldn't help asking: "Don't you think it's strange? How can Feisheng be said to exist?"

The Taoist said sadly: "We also suspected it, but to be honest, the three who ascended are indeed eminent monks, and their mentality alone is far superior to those of us juniors. It is unlikely that they will lie, although I don't believe it. Buddha, but you can't speak nonsense against your conscience."

After Song Xuan heard this, he fell into deep thought. The Taoist said it happily, so he cleaned up the dishes for them, and thanked them again and again before leaving.

Seeing Song Xuan's appearance, Ji Yunxi asked, "Why, do you think there are ghosts in that temple?"

Song Xuan frowned and said: "This is strange. I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never seen anyone soaring. I don't believe this kind of thing."

Ji Yunxi said: "You can judge people's luck and read people's fate by yourself. It's so strange for others to become a Buddha."

Song Xuan shook his head slowly.

He can't read people's lives, he can only read people's memories.

It is precisely because of this that he does not believe that people can become Buddhas.