Jiming Temple is a thousand-year-old temple with many tourists and a lot of incense. The car is not easy to drive at this point. I can’t wait to go around and stop and keep traffic lights all the way. I got off and swept a bicycle. I rode much faster than driving.

When I arrived at Jiming Temple, I looked up at the sun. It was about 1:30 pm. The sun was still shining, blue sky and white clouds, and it was a bright sunny day. I just don’t know if it would be stained with blood after a while.

Before I saw Shanci, I didn’t want to make too much noise. I honestly bought the tickets and walked into the mountain gate. The smell of sandalwood was scented.

There are devout good men and women everywhere. Even if some tourists do not believe in Buddhism at all, they are shaped toward the mud, but they are decorated with new Buddha statues and bow to pray to the Buddha to bless them to get promoted and make money. However, they do not know that Buddhism emphasizes abandoning external things and caring about the people of the world to be compassionate, which is ridiculous.

What's more, Buddhism often avoids the world in troubled times, hides in temples and does not show up, shaped like a turtle, and is known as "dedicating to the Buddhist practice". In the prosperous times, it collects tickets and helps with various incomes, and each one raises fat heads, big ears and red faces, which is really interesting.

Of course, this cannot be killed with one stick. There are also those who truly practice Buddhism. For example, Master Lianhua is indeed dedicated to the Buddha. His Buddhism is profound. When the motherland is in danger, there are also Buddhist righteous people who fight for the country. They often use the names of laymen, such as the respected famous founding general of the Xu family.

But in this world, there are very few people who truly practice Buddhism. Most of them are lazy and lazy, not having to give birth, and only know how to encourage people to worship, and then they can sit and enjoy the benefits of being bald.

For example, a famous ancient temple has become a group. The pilgrim donated money for indulgence and oil, but the bald donated the money for the money, and the eyes of the bald donors rolled. If the Buddha is truly spiritual, his face will be as thick as the dead skin on his heels, it will probably be red!

On the contrary, most of the people who came out of the mountain to support the world were Taoist sects. Throughout history, Taoist shadows were seen in troubled times. For example, in those eight years, there was only one disciple left in Wudang Mountain, with nearly a hundred disciples from the master and left a small Taoist boy to guard the mountain gate, and the rest were all killed in the battlefield, even though they died nine times, they were generous.

Because of this, the Taoist sect suffered heavy casualties and had too many inheritances cut off.

Of course, Taoist sects are now beginning to follow Buddhism. It is difficult to learn well, but it is easy to learn bad things. There are many cases of cheating in Taoist sects. They cheat under the guise of fortune telling and physiognomy. In fact, it is a must-have phenomenon in every Taoist sect scenic spot that is not a good idea or just a little bit of knowledge.

I think I am a Taoist sect, and I feel embarrassed whenever I think of these things.

I followed the crowd of tourists and browsed several palaces, but didn't worship a single Buddha statue, because I only saw clay sculptures covered with the smell of copper. There was no so-called treasure-like and strict law.

Then I left the crowd and slowly walked towards the back mountain because I saw a blood shadow floating above the back mountain.

The blood shadow turned into a red-clothed Maitreya, floating in the air, smiling at me, but when she smiled, she showed her white teeth, which was very cunning.

Of course, only I can see this. Those tourists are ordinary mortals, and in their opinion, there should be nothing.

After entering the back mountain, it was much cleaner. After a glance, I saw Guanyin Pavilion, which was newly built and was still a cement paste to mess with tourists. I saw a separate courtyard, located alone in the dense forest of the back mountain of Jilong Mountain, with yellow tiles and red walls, which were very conspicuous.

At the intersection of the path leading to the courtyard, there are two monks with big waists and dark faces who keep persuading tourists to turn back.

But I didn't stop me!

When I arrived at the intersection, the two fat monks only looked at me, without moving for a moment, allowing me to float past them.

Of course, two small bear monsters are only worthy of guarding the gate, how dare you stop me?

This is an excuse for me to have no trouble. I had already thought about it. As long as they dared to stop me, I would beat them to look like a bear. As a result, they didn't even dare to let one of them go, which made me unable to start.

However, after I was letting me in, I angered the tourists behind me and asked me why I could enter. The two bear monsters were about to explain, so I turned around.

"Because I donated one million to Master Shanci, I can see him anytime, anywhere!"

The two monks who had changed their bear demons suddenly turned a little darker.

This sentence immediately caused public anger. I laughed and left. Anyway, the tourists didn't know me. This basin of dirty water would definitely be placed on Shan Ci's head. He could not escape the word greed. Maybe the image of Shan Ci's hard work for many years would be lost because of this basin of dirty water.

When I entered the courtyard, I felt very comfortable, but the bloody figure above the courtyard doubled. In a flash, it had changed from Maitreya, which had originally smiled, to a fierce and angry King Kong.

In the hands of the glaring Vajra, there was a blood-colored demon-subduing pestle, facing me with the tip facing me, as if I was about to nail me to death.

I smiled indifferently and didn't take it to my heart. He was a demon, not a Buddha. He was in his hands and had no use except inappropriateness.

If you really want to eliminate the devil, then I will eliminate him!

But the blood shadow's actions still angered me.

I pushed the door straight into, stepped in, and laughter was already rising.

"Master Shanci, you can enjoy it. You live alone in the courtyard of the back mountain alone, quiet and far away. No one knows how to invite a few ladies to enjoy themselves here. If you wear a robe when you go out, you will be a monk who has attained enlightenment. You can be so damn good at pretending!"

Although my voice was not too loud, it was enough for tourists who were blocked from the trail to hear it.

Suddenly, the crowd became excited.

I sneered in my heart, and with a casual wave, several charming women in exposed clothes changed into. This is nothing to me now.

As soon as the women appeared, they immediately laughed and said something lewd and slutty. Just listening to the sound, they knew that they were some wonderful people. Then they twisted and turned out, without any hesitation, ensuring that all tourists could see it.

Shanci has worked hard for many years, and the image in the hearts of many people is that he is a monk who is a little greedy, but he is afraid that he will not be careful to shake his reputation among the people. If he wants to pour dirty water, he will naturally be more harsh. Give him a few scoops of manure to see if he smells smelly.

As for whether the means are not bright enough, I don't care.

I was not a gentleman before, and I would never be like this in the future.

The blood shadow in the sky thundered three times again, and the blood was as thick as it was about to flow down. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand was raised several times, but he did not dare to fall.

I glanced at the blood shadow, my eyes full of contempt. As long as it dared to take action, I would dare to let it go to ashes on the spot.

Then he shouted again.

"Master Shanci, Gao Sen came uninvited. Please forgive me. By the way, I would like to ask, are you still happy with these great gifts I gave you?"

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