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"Spirit Kai Mountain."

Wei Changtian calmly replied, "Folian Temple."

"..."

Hearing this name, Youjia suddenly lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you going to ask about Jingyuan?"

"Yes."

"But Jingyuan has long been kicked out of Buddhism by the Buddha Lotus Temple. Everything that happened before was a conspiracy by Ning Yongnian, and the Buddha Lotus Temple didn't know about it..."

You Jia bit her lips lightly: "Young master, don't you believe what I said?"

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the car.

Wei Changtian looked at the wronged Youjia, and sighed inwardly, but his expression was very serious and sincere.

"Of course I believe you."

"But no matter what, Folian Temple should not let such an evil monk live."

"What's more, that Jingyuan almost defiled your body."

"So we are going this time to seek an explanation for you!"

Chapter 246 You Jia's Wish

Like Shuzhou, Longzhou is a frontier state, located in the west of Daning.

It is adjacent to Yuanzhou in the north, Lingzhou in the south, Anzhou in the south, and then Shuzhou.

From the perspective of geographical location and climatic conditions, Longzhou should not be very rich.

And the facts are indeed the same. If the 36 prefectures of Daning had a GDP ranking, Longzhou would definitely sit at the bottom of the list.

But it is such an extremely poor state and county, which is the only pure land left by Buddhism in Daning.

Contrary to Daning's overall religious policy of "emphasizing Dao and despising Buddhism", the people of Longzhou are more inclined to believe in Buddhism, and most of the warriors practice Buddhism.

As for why...

It is said that "Taoism cultivates this life, Buddhism cultivates the afterlife".

Perhaps the poorer people are, the more they can only pin all their good hopes on the next life.

......

The carriage drove all the way out of Longzhou City, and then traveled along the potholed official road for more than ten miles, and arrived at the "Jerusalem" of Daning Buddhism - Lingkai Mountain in less than half an hour.

The Folian Temple is hidden on Lingkai Mountain. The neat and smooth stone steps start from the foot of the mountain and lead directly to the gate of the temple.

Tsk tsk tsk, it is estimated that there are no such high-end steps in Longzhou yamen.

Sure enough, no matter how hard it is, the child cannot suffer, and no matter how poor, the monk cannot be poor...

Wei Changtian muttered something in his heart, walked up the stairs with Qin Zhengqiu and You Jia, and soon saw a magnificent and solemn temple.

Mix in the endless stream of pilgrims and walk to the gate of the temple. The three gates, one big, two small, which symbolize "wisdom", "compassion" and "convenience", are all painted with bright red paint, and there is a pair of couplets engraved on both sides. .

Above: The avenue is selfless, but it can be empty, so why don't you ask for the South China Sea.

Bottom: Mijin Guangji, if the mother-in-law is passed on to the world, this is the Western Paradise.

Well, I really didn't understand it, but anyway, I feel that the last sentence is quite unlucky.

So I really don't have Buddha affinity?

Wei Changtian shook his head without thinking too much, stepped across the threshold, and casually grabbed a young monk who was sweeping the floor.

"Little Master, is Abbot Hui'an in the temple?"

"what?"

The little monk was taken aback, holding a broom in one hand, and performing a single palm salute with the other.

"Amitabha, the abbot is indeed in the temple now, but I don't know what are the benefactors doing?"

"I have something important to discuss with him."

Strictly speaking, he has no conflicts with Folian Temple, so Wei Changtian's tone is still polite: "Please ask little master to lead the way."

"this......"

After a moment of hesitation, the little monk asked in a low voice: "Several benefactors, can I let the little monk go and report first?"

"It's natural, little master just needs to tell Abbot Hui'an that we are here for Jingyuan."

"Pure circle?"

The little monk was taken aback.

The word "Jing" starts with the word "Jing", so it should be his masters and uncles.

But there is no uncle named Jingyuan in the temple?

He looked at Wei Changtian with some doubts, seeing that the latter didn't intend to explain, so the little monk had no choice but to say "Young monk understands" and turned to leave.

Only then did Wei Changtian move his gaze away, casually glanced at the surrounding situation.

The place they are in now is the Shanmen Hall, which is the place where the "Second General Hengha" is enshrined.

Compared with the Buddha statues enshrined in the Tianwang Hall and the Daxiong Hall later, the second general Heng Ha is undoubtedly very faceless.

But right now, there are still a dozen men and women in ragged clothes kneeling in front of the hall, holding Gao Xiang in their hands and kowtowing.

Unlike many temples in the previous life that did not allow tourists to bring incense privately, not only did there not be such "capitalized" rules in ancient times, they even placed Buddhist incense in front of the incense burner, and pilgrims could just take it by themselves.

To put it bluntly, it is provided for free.

However, although there is an opportunity to worship Buddha for "free prostitution", in fact, no pilgrims will come empty-handed.

Even if they may go hungry for days.

For example now.

"Mom, we haven't eaten enough for several days..."

A little boy wearing a patched padded jacket gently tugged at the corner of a woman's clothes, begging in a low voice: "I, I want to eat steamed buns..."

"I, let's use these copper coins to buy steamed buns, okay..."

"Clang~"

Although the little boy's plea was very pitiful, the woman in the same tattered clothes was not moved by it, and still threw a few copper coins in her hand into the merit box placed in front of the Buddha statue.

"I beg the two King Kongs, bless our orphans and widows..."

"We only need to be able to eat a full meal a day, please bless King Kong, bless King Kong..."

"..."

The pious prayers were not loud, but Wei Changtian and the three of them had already reached the fifth-grade state of "clear ears and eyesight", so they could vaguely hear them.

Take the food money to worship the Bodhisattva, just ask yourself to have enough food...

Wei Changtian complained about the magic of this scene in his heart, but Qin Zhengqiu didn't care about it at all.

Only Youjia hesitated for a moment, and then shook out a small piece of silver from his sleeve, only about two or three coins.

She obviously knew that if she gave too much, the mother and child would not be able to protect her, so she chose such an amount that was not too much, not too little.

"Shh!"

A flash of silver light flashed, and the broken silver just fell into the bamboo basket in the woman's hand, which was used to hold Buddhist incense. After shaking a few times, it rolled down to the bottom of the bamboo basket along the gap.

Aware of this scene, Wei Changtian turned his head to look at Youjia.

The latter didn't explain anything, but asked in a low voice after hesitating for a moment:

"Can I also go to offer incense sticks?"

"..."

"Ask me what I do, go if you want."

Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, but felt a little strange in his heart.

Youjia is following the path of Taoism, so why do you want to worship the Buddhist King Kong?

Although there is no rule prohibiting "worshiping when you see a god", but the exclusivity of belief should be very strong...

Wei Changtian didn't understand, didn't ask, just watched Youjia walked up to the glaring Second General Hengha, took three long incense sticks and lit them, then knelt down on the golden silk futon and bowed three times earnestly.

You Jia didn't speak, so Wei Changtian didn't know what she was begging for, and he already shifted his gaze to the little monk who came back from a distance.

But if he could hear Youjia's inner voice... then his expression probably wouldn't be as calm as it is now.

"My little girl knows that she has sinned deeply, so she doesn't expect a good death in this life and the next..."

"But if the two King Kongs have spirits, please bless Mr. Wei to be safe and happy in this life, the next life, and the generations to come..."

"..."

The fragrance of Buddha is ethereal, and the sound of wooden fish and chanting are intertwined in the distance.

The Buddhist pagodas full of Buddha bones and relics are hidden by the fragrant flowers, and the incense is full of solemnity and sacredness.

Youjia knelt down for a long time for the last bow, but when she looked up again, she found that Qin Zhengqiu was left alone.

Wei Changtian didn't know when he had already walked away behind the little monk.

......

Chapter 247 Am I being too polite to you?

Walk along the stone road in the temple, bypass the Tianwang Hall and the Daxiong Hall, pass through a Zen room, and finally walk into the abbot's courtyard.

Abbot's courtyard, as the name suggests, is the official sleeping place of the abbots of various temples.

According to legend, the eminent monks in ancient times all lived in square stone rooms with a length and width of one foot, so it was called "Abbot".

But the house in front of me is at least [-] square meters, which is [-] times higher than the standard of the "abbot", which fully shows that the Buddhist Lotus Temple should be well-off.

"Benefactor, the abbot is inside."

Stopping at the door, the little monk whispered, "Just go in."

"Ah."

Wei Changtian nodded and stepped into the room, but the real monk didn't see it, instead he saw a huge portrait of Buddhas first.

On the table in front of the portrait, there are glazed Buddhist altars and a Xuan Furnace burning sandalwood.

On both sides of the Buddha case, there are four tall book grids that list Buddhist scriptures on wooden boards.

Get up when you hear the bell, fall asleep when you hear the drum, go to the hall when you hear the ban, pass the hall when you hear the bang... day after day, year after year.

To be honest, although this kind of daily life is stable and regular, Wei Changtian feels that it is too boring.

More importantly, there are no women.

Standing on the spot and watching for a while, pouted and prepared to continue walking to the back room.

But just at this moment, an old monk with white eyebrows and beard in cassock came out from behind the bookcase.

"Amitabha...donor, are you from the Wei family in the capital?"

Ok?

This Huian is a bit interesting.

"How did the abbot guess it?"

"Amitabha......"

Hui An clasped his hands together, saluted softly, "My lord said he came here for Jingyuan..."

It turned out to be the case.

Wei Changtian nodded, and reached out to take off the veil on his face.

"The Wei family in the capital, Wei Changtian."