In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that there must be some hierarchical divisions for grand celebrations like the Thousand Years Temple. For example, the most ordinary people who watch the fun must live on the periphery and serve as the background of the grand ceremony.

As for some devout pilgrims, those who often come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, and those who have already registered in the temple will naturally receive some preferential treatment, and the visiting location must be relatively high.

Of course, at the innermost level, those who can sing the first incense stick or receive the blessing of the monk in a grand celebration must be those "pious" believers. Not only are "pious" believers, but also some people from the official position, or local celebrities.

In short, the visiting ceremony mentioned by Monk Daoguo is definitely a nearby visit and can participate in it. Fang Yuan understood this meaning, so he felt a little flattered.

"If Master Fang is not qualified, who is still qualified?" At the same time, Monk Lianshan smiled and said, "If it weren't for Master Fang, it's still a question whether this ceremony can be held as usual. Don't refuse."

"Very well." Daoguo agreed.

"This is a great thing, others can't ask for it." Xiong Mao was very envious and joked half-truely: "Master Fang, if you don't go, then give me the opportunity."

"I didn't say I couldn't go." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "I won't refuse Master Daoguo's kindness."

"This is the best..." Monk Daoguo was very happy, but after all, there were still many things to be busy with, and it was not easy to be able to take time out, so he sat for a while and had a cup of tea, and got up and said goodbye.

"Two masters, walk slowly!" Fang Yuan and others left the hotel and then returned to the room. As soon as they entered the door, Xiong Mao smiled and said, "Master Fang, thank you so much."

"What do you thank me for?" Fang Yuan was a little puzzled.

"Don't pretend to be confused." Xiong Mao said with a smile: "You must have mentioned my matter to Master Daoguo yesterday, but you deliberately hide it from me. It seems that you want to give me a surprise."

"Uh..." Fang Yuan knew Xiong Mao had a misunderstanding, but when he saw his happy look, he couldn't bear to expose it. Since the beautiful misunderstanding made him feel at ease, let him continue to misunderstand.

Besides, Xiong Mao thought this way. After all, Master Daoguo already knew that he was, so there would definitely be some bias when holding the consecration ceremony.

"Boss Xiong, you are surprised, but our magic weapon has not yet been settled."

At the same time, Bao Longtu frowned and said, "Maizi. Did you say the consecration? When is our stuff more appropriate to send it?"

"Brother Bao, don't be anxious." Xiong Mao immediately smiled and said, "Actually, this matter has been resolved."

"What does it mean?" Bao Longtu was stunned and puzzled.

"Master Daoguo invites Master Fang to watch the ceremony, which is to give him this opportunity." Xiong Mao explained: "This is also a conventional rule. When guests watch the ceremony, they can take the opportunity to put a few items in the venue, and then wait until the consecration ceremony is completed before taking them back."

"I'm talking." Bao Longtu suddenly realized: "No wonder the two masters didn't mention this..."

"The two masters are meticulous and wise, and will not ignore such things." Xiong Mao smiled and then said softly: "Master Fang, it's rare to have an opportunity. Even if you want to keep boil beads and bracelets, you can still use something else to consecrate. In that case, bringing three or five items is not outrageous."

"That's it." Fang Yuan didn't plan to be noble and pretentious, but after thinking about it, he frowned and said, "The problem is that I don't have anything suitable on hand."

"If Master Fang needs it, I can match you a few pieces." Xiong Mao said generously. He was just a whiteboard magic weapon. He didn't dare to say how much he wanted, but the inventory was definitely not low.

"Maizi, you forgot, that big belly Maitreya Buddha." At the right time, Bao Longtu reminded: "After all, it is a Buddha statue, it should be consecrated, right?"

"Good idea." Fang Yuan snapped his fingers: "It's all."

Speaking of which, after he bought the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha, he didn't have much time to read it carefully. But it doesn't matter. He just sent it to consecrate and wait until he slowly studied it later.

After making a decision, everyone continued to visit Dehua City, visiting some ancient kiln factories, famous relics, etc. The day passed like this.

The next morning, around seven o'clock, a few people faced the Chaoyang and came to Dehua Temple in the suburbs again. They felt that they were early enough, but after they arrived at the place, they found that they were a little late.

This time is not the time for the celebration, but for those believers. Because at this time, the temple was already crowded with people, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Seeing this, Bao Longtu sighed: "Did they come at dawn?"

"Wrong, someone started queuing last night." Someone replied.

"So crazy." Bao Longtu was shocked.

"This is not called madness, but piety." Fang Yuan corrected and winked Bao Longtu, asking him to take care of his mouth so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Bao Longtu understood it and immediately treated it as a mute and remained silent. But after a few minutes, he couldn't hold it in and couldn't help but whisper: "How can so many people squeeze in?"

This is indeed a problem. The current situation at the temple hills is a bit like the Golden Week, where the scenes of major tourist attractions across the country are crowded with people, very dense, and it is difficult to move forward.

"It doesn't matter, don't squeeze in, just wait patiently." Xiong Mao suggested.

"Why?" others were a little surprised.

"So, you don't attend such celebrations." Xiong Mao smiled and said, "Don't you know that some people will definitely come late when the ceremony is held? And those people have a great show, and some people help to get the road..."

"I understand." Fang Yuan and others immediately realized.

In this area of ​​China, such a lively and grand event is definitely indispensable for the support of local leaders. And according to the custom of the leaders attending the event, it will definitely be the last one.

Thinking of this, everyone waited patiently.

Facts have proved that Xiong Mao is very knowledgeable and has a lot of experience. After half an hour, several cars came in and then a group of people walked out of the car.

Judging from this podium, this attitude is definitely the leader. Anyway, not only Fang Yuan and others have such eyesight, but the crowds blocking the mountain also understand the identity of the person. So when they see these people going up the mountain, everyone subconsciously avoided them.

For a moment, a gap suddenly appeared between the dense crowds, allowing these people to pass through unimpededly.

"Let's go, follow." At Xiong Mao's greeting, Fang Yuan and others took advantage of the situation and borrowed the leader's light, slowly squeezed up the mountain and came to the front of the temple.

At this moment, the dense crowds of people made the temple scattered, but with the temple gate as the boundary, it was very lively outside, but it was very quiet inside. In and outside the temple, there seemed to be two completely different worlds.

Of course, it is not that believers do not want to enter the temple. It is mainly because at this time, dozens of young and strong monks guarded the steps of the mountain gate to maintain order. When the celebration did not officially begin, ordinary people cannot enter it casually.

The reason why ordinary people are naturally not including leaders. Seeing several leaders walking into the temple with the warm welcome of monks, I wonder how many people envious and jealous...

At the right time, Bao Longtu patted Fang Yuan's shoulder and signaled: "You go in too, we'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "If you feel bored, you can go back and wait, don't wait outside."

"Don't worry, we know what's going on." Bao Longtu shrugged: "Maybe we're lucky and can squeeze in and watch the ceremony."

Fang Yuan looked around at the dense crowd and said sincerely: "Then I wish you good luck."

While speaking, Fang Yuan squeezed to the mountain gate with great difficulty amid the shouts of a group of people, and then walked through the cordon arranged by the young monks.

"Hehe, it must be blocked."

"Do you think you can go in just by chance? Come back in shame..."

Some people whispered and showed gloating smiles on their faces. Perhaps they had the same experience, so they naturally like to hear and see someone following their footsteps.

However, to some people's surprise, Fang Yuan walked all the way, passed by a middle-aged monk, walked directly into the temple, and then disappeared into the corner, but there was still no monk intercepting him.

"What's going on?" Seeing this situation, someone was puzzled: "Is it because it was let go?"

"I'll try too..." With this idea, someone took the opportunity to take a step away, but after only two steps, a thick palm blocked his chest.

In an instant, a monk stood in front and said politely: "Don't be anxious, don't worry, the celebration has not begun yet, and it is still being prepared inside. Please wait patiently."

"Then why did he get in?" The man blurted out and pointed at Fang Yuan's figure disappearing in the corner, very dissatisfied.

"Haha!" The monk smiled without saying anything, meaningful.

"Okay, pretend I didn't ask." The man stepped back obediently and said angrily: "It turns out that he is another rich man who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger."

If Fang Yuan knew what the man was thinking, he would definitely tell the man righteously that he was not a rich man. He felt that he was not a rich man, and that the real rich man was here...

At this time, in the Great Hall, there were many powerful people gathering. Fang Yuan stood in the corner and saw many acquaintances. The so-called familiarity refers to the local celebrities in Quanzhou who had seen in news newspapers.

Of course, there are many people who don’t know Fang Yuan, but seeing that they are in harmony with local celebrities in Quanzhou, they are obviously very well-known and have a not simple status.
Chapter completed!