"Does the Taoist priest know about Lunzhuan Temple?"

Wuchen asked seriously.

"Master." Li Changan pointed at himself helplessly, "I am a ghost."

"Reincarnation" means "reincarnation".

If you are a ghost in Qiantang and don't know about the Reincarnation Temple, then who should you entrust the hundred taels of Samsara Silver that you have worked so hard to save?

That's right.

This Reincarnation Temple is the place where the ghosts in charge of Qiantang City are reincarnated.

"Ha, the poor monk was in a hurry and made a fool of himself!"

Wuchen laughed at himself, punished himself with a drink, and then spoke in detail.

Although the Reincarnation Temple is in charge of the important task of "reincarnation", it is also known as "reincarnation".

However, the person officiating in the temple is not Ksitigarbha or Guanyin, but the founder of the temple, Zen Master Ming Xingcheng.

People in Qian and Tang Dynasties used to call him "Henan Tripitaka". "Henan" refers to Luoyang, the Zen master's hometown; "Sanzang" refers to Master Tripitaka who is proficient in scriptures, laws, and commentaries on Tripitaka.

"Henan Sanzang" means a great monk from Luoyang.

According to legend, this eminent monk helped Xu Tianshi suppress the demonic dragon thousands of years ago. His deeds have been completed and he has attained the status of Arhat. He can ascend to the bliss of the Western Heaven and escape from the sea of ​​suffering forever.

But he saw that although the demon dragon was bound, the calamity of Qian and Tang Dynasties had not been eliminated, and it was expected that there would be disasters thousands of years later, so he couldn't bear to give up.

So he put down his fruition status and stayed in the mortal world.

However, this person is not a Buddha, so when his life span is over, he actively joins the six paths of reincarnation, becoming a monk from life to life, accumulating good results, and waiting for disaster to happen again.

Lunzhuan Temple was originally named "Lunzhuan", not because they stuck the necks of lonely ghosts early, but because of the great oath and righteous deeds of this founder.

In the hometown of Zen Master Ming Xingcheng, there is also a Lunzhuan Temple.

Within a hundred years, if the Zen master passed away, the Lunzhuan Temple in Luoyang would send monks to escort the Zen master's golden body to the Lunzhuan Temple in Qiantang.

So far, nine generations of golden bodies have been enshrined in Qiantang Lunzhuan Temple, and each of them has a separate Buddhist temple to house it.

There was a message from Luoyang that the Patriarch's tenth golden body would also return to Qiantang. Even the Buddhist temple was ready, but the golden body had not yet arrived.

War broke out frequently in the Central Plains, and bandits arose on the road. The monks in Qiantang were all worried that the golden body of their ancestor would be lost in the hands of some gangster, and they had no way to deal with it. This has become a heartache among Buddhists in Qiantang.

"Golden body? That monk only had a shovel with him and was completely broke. Not to mention the golden body, he didn't even have an ultimatum."

Wu Chen did not reject it easily.

It can hardly be said to be a coincidence that a monk who strictly adheres to the precepts and is highly capable rushed to Qiantang with some kind of mission at this time.

What's more, the current abbot monk of Lunzhuan Temple happens to be of the "Dharma" generation.

"Where is that Zen master now?!"

"Lie in the house."

…………

Wuchen left in a hurry.

According to what he said, there were monks from Luoyang Lunzhuan Temple in Qiantang who might be able to identify Fa Yan.

Furthermore, even if not, there are many temples in Qiantang and Buddhism is at its peak. How can we leave an eminent Buddhist monk in an orphanage and let Taoist ghosts take care of him?

So it came suddenly and went away hastily.

Coincidentally, when he left with his front legs, Huang Tail came back screaming with his hind legs.

"Taoist priest, Taoist priest! Good news, good news!"

"Has the Ghost King built a temple?"

Huangwei: Huh?

His hairy face was completely dull.

Li Changan pursed his lips to indicate the banquet.

"Monk Wuchen came here and told everything."

"Hey! Let me tell you, I thought the Taoist master had developed some kind of clairvoyance and ears!"

He sat down with a smile and didn't mind the leftover wine, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"The establishment of a temple by the Ghost King is a huge event! Master Wuchen still finds time to think about us. He is truly a compassionate and eminent monk."

"If you say that he is a corporal, you are not lying, but can he be compassionate?" Li Changan disagreed. "Wu Niang has been in front of him for many years, but he has never reached out to help repair a tile roof of the Salesian House."

"What the Taoist said is wrong."

Huang Wei had been hanging out with the Taoist priest for a month, and he also knew the Taoist priest's temperament, so he could talk freely.

"Qian Tang has a saying, no, there is a song. How to sing it, eh~"

He recalled for a while, picked up his chopsticks and tapped the dishes to accompany him, and slowly sang a little song.

The singing voice is mellow and very deceptive.

Several girls who had received the news too late and arrived too late heard the sound and peeked over the low wall. They saw that the singer was not an eminent monk from Yushu Linfeng, but a wretched man with a hairy face. They felt unlucky and said "poof"

After a few mouthfuls, they all dispersed in disappointment.

Huang Wei didn't take it seriously, but sang more enthusiastically.

The ditty is mixed with a lot of local slang, so it is difficult to describe it in writing. Here is just the general meaning of the lyrics:

A man cannot survive.

He sold himself on a sea ship.

Before boarding the ship.

He asked his father: "Can you raise my children after I leave?"

The old father replied: "Son, I am old, deaf and blind, and Beidou is calling for help every night. Where can I raise your child?"

He asked his wife: "Can you support my father after I leave?"

The wife replied: "After my husband passes away, I have no way to make a living. Where can I support your father?"

He asked his friend: "Can you help my wife after I leave?"

The friend replied: "You and I live together in a shabby alley. Your house has a thatched roof, but my house doesn't have loess walls? How can I have the spare time to help your wife?"

So the man gave his child to the Dragon King, threw his father into a dry well, and sold his wife to a neighbor.

In the end he realized that he had nothing left.

So I walked down to the Cave City alone.

…

Sing a song.

Huangwei said with a smile:

"All living beings in the world are suffering. Even if you use all the good intentions of gods and Buddhas in the sky, you can't contain the sea of ​​suffering. How can Taoist Master criticize Wuchen's compassion for benefiting every suffering person?"

Huang Wei said a word and drank a glass of cold wine. After three or four glasses, he became drunk even if he was not drunk. The yellow hair on his face became smoother and softer.

"You suddenly have wisdom and want to become a monk?" Li Changan scolded with a smile, but nodded and admitted, "But you are right."

"That's right." Huang Tail was fluttering, and he just wanted to say: "You can teach me."

Li Changan continued: "It's just a small act of mercy to save one or two people out of kindness."

"Yes." Huangwei said proudly.

"To eliminate the great evil and solve the cave city is the greatest mercy!"

"That's right...what?!"

Huang Wei was so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot and waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's not what I meant!"

With a grimace on his face, he was so proud that he flew out of the sky.

Looking around in a panic, I felt a little relieved when I saw that the yard was covered with yellow talismans to protect the house, preventing the eyes and ears of ghosts and gods from entering.

He sat down again and complained:

"Why do Taoist priests always use such words to scare ghosts?! I, Huang Wei, only have so little courage, and I will be blown away by my harsh words."

"I can't see." Seeing him start to sway around again, drink wine and eat meat, Li Changan said quietly, "At least you are very brave to steal everyone's life-saving money!"

Suddenly.

Huangwei choked a mouthful of cold wine into his trachea and coughed violently.

But as he coughed, he secretly glanced at the Taoist priest from the corner of his eye.

The Taoist priest seems to be smiling but not smiling.
To be continued...