Fakong said goodbye to Hu Yunxuan and suddenly appeared in Jingchuan City.
Jingchuan City is a prosperous city, only inferior to Tianjing. It is also the largest city in the south of Dayong.
Because it is located in the south, Jingchuan City is even warmer than Tianjing, and the entire city is lush and green.
Flowers and green trees cover the whole city, and everything is full of vitality.
Fakong appeared under a restaurant and looked up and down.
The building is three stories high, with carved beams and painted pillars, cornices and hanging feet, standing majestically into the sky.
The purple-brown cloth wave swayed high in the sky, and almost the entire city could see: "Lancui Tower" in three big characters...
This is obviously the best restaurant in Jingchuan City.
Fa Kong slowly boarded the restaurant.
It's sunset now.
The setting sun dyed his purple and gold cassock even more gorgeously.
He did not hide himself and allowed his cassock to attract the attention of people around him.
There were already many customers in the restaurant, and the noise could be heard.
He walked up slowly.
Two old men in brocade clothes followed Fakong and came upstairs side by side.
They originally wanted to go up to the third floor, but Fang Kong sat down directly at the window table on the first floor.
Then he also came over, stepped forward to chat, and said with a timbre: "This master looks at the stranger, I wonder which temple he is from?"
Fa Kong stood up and said, "Poor monk Fa Kong, the abbot of Yongkong Temple in Tianjing."
"Yongkong Temple..." An old man in brocade clothes thought for a while.
"Fakong..." Another old man in brocade clothes muttered.
The first old man in gilded clothes shook his head and gained nothing.
The second old man in brocade clothes asked curiously: "Isn't it the great monk Fakong?"
Fakong smiled: "Has the reputation of the poor monk spread here?"
"Is it really the Divine Monk Fakong from Daqian?" the old man in brocade clothes said hurriedly.
Fakong nodded slowly.
"Haha, it is indeed the Divine Monk Fa Kong!" The old man in brocade clothes hurriedly folded his head and chanted the Buddha's name: "I have seen the Divine Monk!"
Fa Konghe even smiles.
Another old man in brocade clothes was dubious and stared at Fa Kong without blinking.
"You are truly lucky!"
"Haha, I have been thinking that if I am lucky enough to meet the divine monk Fa Kong in this life, my wish will be enough. I didn't expect that the Buddha would appear and my wish would be fulfilled!"
He turned around and patted his companion: "Old Zhou, your grandson is saved!"
"Is it really the divine monk Fakong?" Lao Zhou stared at Fakong nervously, his voice trembling slightly.
To them, the Divine Monk Fa Kong was a legendary figure, not to mention that the Divine Monk Fa Kong was in Daqian, so how could he come to Dayong.
Furthermore, whether the magical powers of the Divine Monk Fa Kong are real or fake, there are still two theories.
The key is that the message is so miraculous that it is beyond human ability and is like a god.
Fakong's eyes suddenly became profound, and he instantly saw through Lao Zhou and the other old man.
He nodded slightly: "That's it."
He reached out and brushed the sleeves of his cassock, beckoning them to sit down and talk.
The two old men in brocade clothes hurriedly sat down, then stood up again, signaling Fakong to sit down first.
Fakong sat down and said with a smile: "This Donor Zhou, is this Donor Huang?"
"Exactly." Huang Yanzhi nodded vigorously.
He believed more and more in Fa Kong's magical powers.
You can tell at a glance that your surname is Huang. If this isn't a magical power, what is it?
I have never met Divine Monk Fa Kong before, and this time I met him by chance, so it was impossible for Divine Monk Fa Kong to know me beforehand.
Fakong looked at Zhou Hanxu and said slowly: "Donor Zhou, your grandson is five years old this year. He has been unable to speak. Is he suffering from some strange disease?"
"Exactly." Zhou Hanxu nodded solemnly and said: "Master is compassionate, I wonder if you can save my grandson?"
Fakong pondered: "This is indeed a strange disease, and it is difficult for medicine and stone to work."
Zhou Hanxu nodded vigorously.
He invited many famous doctors, but they were all helpless.
After repeated hopes and disappointments, their family finally fell into despair and gave up.
Even now I no longer take medication.
Those medicines were of no use at all and instead made the child suffer.
They just hope that their children can enjoy the beauty of the world, take them out to play more, and find more delicious and fun things.
Let him not come to this world in vain.
Every time he went home and saw his child's frail body and weak and painful expression, he felt like his heart was twisting in a knife and he wanted to cry.
He hated his own incompetence. No matter how much money he had, what was the use?
And his eldest son, even if he is the head of a clan, what is the use?
Faced with the child's strange disease, it is useless no matter how strong your martial arts skills are. You can only watch the child wait for death.
This anger and depression tortured him for a long time.
So I placed my thoughts on the Buddha, which could not only calm my mind, but also accumulate negative virtues for my grandson, hoping that my grandson would be reincarnated into a good family and would no longer suffer like this.
Huang Yanzhi hurriedly said: "Master's Buddhist mantra is specifically designed to cure strange diseases, right? We heard that all strange and terminal diseases in Shenjing can be cured, thanks to the power of Master's Buddhist mantra."
Fakong said: "Then let's give it a try."
After saying this, he formed a seal with his hands, looked solemn and sacred, pointed toward the southwest, then released his hand seal, put his palms back into the sleeves of his cassock, and nodded gently: "Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on Lingsun's fortune."
The two of them were stunned.
Fa Kong just gestured toward the void, seemingly doing nothing.
Huang Yanzhi hesitated and said: "Master, let's go to Lao Zhou's house and have a look?"
Fakong shook his head: "I've already used the rejuvenation spell. If it doesn't work, there's no need to go over there. It's useless to go over there. If it works, there's no need to go over there again."
"This...?" Both of them were confused.
Fakong smiled and said: "Buddhism is incredible. Sometimes, it can transcend the constraints of space."
"Master is saying that the rejuvenation spell has fallen on Xiaomi?" Zhou Han asked hurriedly.
Fa Kong nodded.
Both of them were dubious.
But thinking of Fakong's reputation, they could only suppress their doubts and anxieties, and tentatively expressed their belief.
Fakong smiled and said: "If the two donors are not busy, let's sit down and eat together."
"Don't bother the holy monk, right?" Huang Yanzhi said.
Fakong shook his head: "The poor monk is just wandering around unintentionally, following the circumstances, and has no worldly affairs."
"Then let's make trouble." Huang Yanzhi said hurriedly.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could I leave it?
Even if Fa Kong didn't invite him, he would shamelessly stick to him, follow him all the time, admire his grace, and ask for benefit from the Buddha's Dharma.
Both of them were believers, studied Buddhism diligently, and had friendships with many virtuous and eminent monks inside and outside Jingchuan City.
I often exchange Buddhist teachings and study Buddhist scriptures.
Buddhist monks are quite afraid of the reputation of Divine Monk Fa Kong, and they hardly talk about it.
Even if it is mentioned, change the topic.
If these eminent monks express disdain and rebuke, they may feel that they are indeed spreading lies and exaggerating.
However, the vague attitude of these eminent monks made them convinced that the magical power of the divine monk Fa Kong was not completely false.
There may be a certain amount of exaggeration, but it is not completely unreliable. It is an exaggeration that adheres to a certain degree of truth.
"Little Er." Huang Yanzhi raised his voice and waved.
He gave a few instructions to the waiter who hurried over with a smile on his face, ordered a few dishes, and then looked at Fakong.
Fa Kong smiled and nodded.
So the waiter ran away laughing.
The food was served very quickly. Fakong and the others had just said a few words and had already started bringing the food to the table.
Fa Kong asked for a bottle of wine.
Chatting while drinking wine.
Huang Yanzhi was extremely talkative, while Zhou Hanxu was taciturn and depressed.
Huang Yanzhi shook his head helplessly: "Master, Lao Zhou is actually a cheerful person. It's a pity that his bad luck caused this incident to cause his appearance to change. Alas... this man really can't help himself."
Fakong nodded.
Zhou Hanxu forced a smile: "Old Huang, don't mention me, talk about yourself. You are also ill now."
Huang Yanzhi waved his hand carelessly: "My disease cannot be cured, but I won't die for the time being. I have enjoyed everything in my life. After living for seventy-two years, I will die."
Fakong looked at him with a smile: "Actually, Donor Huang, you don't need to pay too much attention to your illness. You will recover slowly."
"Can it be restored?" Huang Yanzhi didn't believe it.
Fakong said: "As long as you take off the ring ring you are wearing, you will be cured naturally in two days."
Huang Yanzhi lowered his head and looked at his jade finger.
This finger is made of jasper, and you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
Fakong smiled and said: "It is contaminated with some strange aura, and your illness is caused by this aura."
He suddenly formed a seal with his left hand and raised his right palm.
A ray of white light shot out from his right palm and shone on the jasper finger.
Wisps of black smoke floated out of Biyingying's fingers, curling up, and the wisps were like black hair, circling and lingering for a long time.
The white light in Fa Kong's palm grew brighter and brighter.
They finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slowly became thinner and smaller, and finally completely evaporated and disappeared.
Fakong released his hand seal, retracted his right palm, picked up the silver cup and took a sip of wine.
The wine in Lancuilou is only slightly inferior to the wine in the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple. Those wines are real treasures.
It is extremely rare to drink such wine in a restaurant.
It is not without reason that Lancui Tower is the best in Jingchuan City.
"This is……"
"Great Light Spell." Fakong smiled and said: "Amplify the light of light, transcend the soul, and expel evil spirits."
"It's a great experience, it's a great experience!" Huang Yanzhi laughed and said, "It's true that it's better to meet someone than to be famous!"
Seeing this Great Light Mantra with my own eyes, the visual shock is indescribable. I was shocked both physically and mentally. I will never forget it in this life.
Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Buddha's mantra is just a kind of Buddhism and a means to enlightenment."
"But this method can save all sentient beings from suffering." Zhou Hanxu, who had remained silent, couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing this Great Light Spell, his dry heart was suddenly filled with a sense of coolness, and a hope that had not appeared for a long time emerged.
Fakong nodded: "I will do my best to help all sentient beings. Everything in this world cannot escape fate. In the end, it still depends on each person's destiny."
He always understands one truth: he is by no means a savior, so don't take things for yourself, help whenever you can, and don't force yourself.
While the three of them were talking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a middle-aged man in rich clothes came up to them.
He ran up to the three of them in one breath and shouted: "Master, master, the young master is saved!"
Zhou Hanxu perked up and said hurriedly: "Zhou Fu, please make it clear!"
"The young master was lying down sleeping. Suddenly he woke up, full of energy, and actually started talking." Zhou Fu, a middle-aged man in Jinyi, grinned from ear to ear: "The young master actually said he was hungry! Hehe, and then...
I drank a big bowl of porridge in one breath!"
Zhou Hanxu was overjoyed.
Zhou Fu continued: "Miracle Doctor Meng happened to come over, checked the young master's pulse, and said that the young master can be saved!"
PS: There will be an update later. A new month is here. I have to stand up and ask for monthly support.