What is a first-class savior?

Bai Fan got up without saying a word, Wang Ran followed, and the two got off the bus one after the other.

Bai Fan still didn't have the intention to speak.

Wang Ran thought that going on like this was not the way to go, he flipped through the memories in his mind, and then smiled and moved to Bai Fan's side: "I heard that Yong'an Temple was built by the great monk Yong'an in the Tang Dynasty, and it has been famous for its efficacy in all dynasties. "

The owner of this body has been to Yong'an Temple before, and has some knowledge about Yong'an Temple in his memory.

At this time, Bai Fan stopped while looking in the direction of Yong'an Temple.

Wang Ran looked forward,

He saw many people queuing at the gate of Yong'an Temple.

The treasure temple is solemn and the land is quiet.

Yong'an Temple is well-known, and tourists from all over the country come to visit every day. In order to protect the internal buildings and landscapes of Yong'an Temple, the temple has limited the number of visitors at the same time.

One person out, one person in.

Although it was morning, there was already a long queue in front of the door. If they queued up honestly, they would probably have queued until noon in one breath.

Thinking about it, Bai Fan didn't want to queue up.

After all, Bai Fan is not a devout Buddhist believer, he just heard that Yong'an Temple is effective, so he came to ask for the root stick.

He hesitated for a while and might give up.

Wang Ran rolled his eyes: "There are many more people who come to Yong'an Temple to worship Buddha this year than last year. I know a small path that doesn't require queuing, which can save a lot of time."

Bai Fan snorted softly: "You know a lot."

Finally willing to speak.

Wang Ran smiled and said, "Come with me!"

Wang Ran led Bai Fan towards the east side of Yong'an Temple.

"Devotion from a living person?"

When Bai Fan saw a line of large golden characters printed on the outer wall of the temple, he couldn't help being surprised.

"The temple also revitalizes people to offer sacrifices?"

Wang Ran's ears moved slightly.

also?

What's the meaning?

Did the apostles of the last days engage in human sacrifices?

While thinking, he reminded Bai Fan: "You read it backwards, this line should be read from right to left!"

"Oh—to dedicate one's life?" Bai Fan suddenly realized, "Let me just say, it's the 21st century now, it's too out to revitalize people and offer sacrifices!"

Obviously, Bai Fan is against the sacrifice of living people.

If the apostles of the last days invigorated people to sacrifice, this must be one of the reasons why Bai Fan betrayed the apostles of the last days.

Bai Fan asked, "Where is the path you mentioned?"

Wang Ran showed a narrow smile: "It's right in front of you!"

Bai Fan blankly looked at the scarlet courtyard wall in front of him.

He wondered, "Is it there?"

Isn't this a wall?

Wang Ran said with a smile: "There is no one inside or outside the wall, so we don't have to queue up if we turn in from here."

Bai Fan took a deep breath: "Is this the path you said you don't need to line up?"

Wang Ran replied as a matter of course: "Yes! No need to line up!"

Bai Fan stared and said, "But what about the road?"

Wang Ran replied without changing his face: "There are no roads in the world, and if there are too many people walking, it will become a road! Isn't it a road if you can cross it? You won't be unable to cross it, right?"

Bai Fan was annoyed: "Who says I can't turn over?"

Wang Ran asked back: "Then what else are you dissatisfied with?"

No queue √

Road √

Isn't this all there?

Bai Fan said in a deep voice: "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

Wang Ran asked back: "How do you know this is not the arrangement of the Buddha?"

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and clawed at the hospital wall.

"Stop dawdling!"

He propped up his hands, sat on the top of the wall in a chic way, then fell back and fell into the wall, and quickly disappeared from Baifan's sight.

Bai Fan said anxiously: "Hey! Wait for me!"

The plaque of Yong'an Temple was written by Liu Zongyuan, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. It was repaired by monks of all dynasties, and was gilded by the royal decree in the Ming Dynasty. The market value is 30 million RMB.

Behind the plaque is a magnificent square square.

There is an incense burner made of 9 tons of white copper in the center of the square. Tourists are willing to buy a stick of incense when they see this incense burner, so that the smell of incense candles in the air lingers for days.

As soon as you walk past the censer and look up, you can see the magnificent Yongan Golden Buddha Pagoda. There are 686 Buddha statues enshrined in the pagoda, and countless treasures of Tantric Buddhism are hidden in the pagoda. Tourists are usually prohibited from entering.

"I'm really tied to Q! This temple is too deep!" Bai Fan was amazed at the sight in front of him, "Even the roof of the temple is gilded?"

So far, every hall they have passed is golden.

Wang Ran agreed: "Hao is inhumane!"

Yong'an Temple accepts incense offerings from Buddhists of all ages, and the total value of the whole temple is more than 2 billion. It is said that there are rare and rare relics hidden in the Golden Buddha Pagoda, which is even more priceless!

But what's the use?

Wang Ran murmured: "The incense burner can't realize the wish, and the Buddha statue can't resolve the suffering. Faith is just an illusory spiritual sustenance."

When the end comes, how many people will this thousand-year-old temple shelter?

not a single one!

The army carrying out the rescue operation did not even go in the direction of Yong'an Temple, because no one survived here, and all died tragically without exception, from the abbot to the believers.

Bai Fan looked at Wang Ran in surprise.

A gray-clothed monk came towards Wang Ran: "All living beings are suffering, and the Buddha is the same as me. If you want bliss, you can only cross yourself."

Wang Ran lowered his head and said, "No offense intended."

The monk clasped his hands together: "No problem!"

Bai Fan asked: "Where are you going to ask for a lottery?"

The monk smiled peacefully.

"plz follow me."

The monk led Wang Ran and Bai Fan to a side hall where many people gathered, all of whom came to ask for a lottery. There was a huge transparent merit box outside the hall.

The monk introduced: "Both asking for a lottery and getting a lottery are free. If you want, you can donate some incense, and you can donate as much or as little as you like."

He turned and fetched a stick.

"Who will come first?"

Wang Ran looked at Bai Fan.

Bai Fan stretched out his hand: "I'll come first!"

The monk shook the stick a few times, and said softly, "Take a lot by intuition, without thinking."

Bai Fan nodded.

He took out a sign with four lines of small characters written on it.

When evil meets peace,

The well in the door is clear,

Prosperous as the sun and the moon,

Yelang meets Wenxing.

Bai Fan stared at the lottery and looked again and again. He seemed to have thought of something, and after a few seconds, he handed the lottery to the monk: "Master, please untie the lottery for me."

The monk took the sign and looked at it: "What do you want to ask?"

Bai Fan thought about it: "I want to do something, it's a bit dangerous, I want to ask if it can be done."

Wang Ran looked up at the monk.

The monk held up the lottery and muttered: "I have been in the rivers and lakes for a few years, and there is no trouble for fame and fortune."

Bai Fan's face darkened.

Although he doesn't know how to sign,

But these two sentences are obviously not good words.

The monk changed the topic: "It's a good time to meet the rich and powerful officials today, and the emperor's capital will be full of spring!"

Bai Fan wondered, "What do you mean?"

"What you want to do will be hindered at the beginning, and you may find it difficult to move forward, making you think of giving up halfway." The monk said solemnly, "But you should use your wisdom and persevere to the end. At that time, with the help of noble people, you will surely succeed." success!"

Wang Ran's eyelids twitched wildly.

Bai Fan looked confused: "Help me, sir?"

"Today we met a nobleman, benefactor, think carefully about any special person you have met in the past two days?" The monk said softly, "He may be your nobleman."

special person

Bai Fan thought for two seconds, then turned to look at Wang Ran.