Chapter 232: The Fahuazong falls, and the Three Luns are full
In the dark night, the abbot's monastery in Yanxing Temple was lit by a lamp like a bean. Monk Jizang was sitting cross-legged under the lamp, holding a mallet in his hand and beating the wooden fish in front of him, and reciting scriptures in a low voice.
Bursts of Sanskrit singing echoed in the interior of the monastery.
"ha……"
A slim woman dressed in black was sitting with her legs crossed on the eaves of the back hall twenty feet away from the abbot's monastery, yawning with a depressed look on her face.
"This Jizang monk's chanting is really hypnotic, almost making people fall asleep... Eh!"
When she said this, the woman in black's ears twitched, her expression suddenly brightened, she got up from the back hall, put up a pergola and looked towards the south of Yanxing Temple.
"Is there a colleague here?"
At this time, in her eyes, a little white shadow was like a star ball thrown to the ground. She fell together and rushed across the main hall of the temple in a few jumps. She did not hide it, and even several times even directly in Yanxing.
The rise and fall in front of the temple patrolling warrior monks.
The woman in black looked at it in amazement.
"Wow! This is a young boy, he is so unscrupulous and unabashed, stealing things so arrogantly..."
Whoosh!
The white shadow flashed and went straight towards the abbot's monastery of Yanxing Temple.
"Master, Xinru, please see me!"
Squeak!
With a soft sound, the door of the abbot's monastery automatically opened without wind, revealing the figure of the great monk Jizang.
He raised his head and smiled kindly at the woman in white.
"come in!"
"I thought it was a young girl who had just entered the theft industry, but I didn't expect that she was actually the lover of Monk Jizang."
A strange look appeared on the face of the woman in black.
"I really didn't expect that this monk Jizang, who looks so sanctimonious and has thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually has a lover behind his back... Wait a minute!"
The woman in black held her chin with her hand, with a sly smile on her face.
"Jing Jing'er asked me to take away a string of rosary beads from this bald monk, but this guy is on tight guard and can't do it anytime soon. But if I wait until this old guy has sex with this sweetheart..."
The woman in black clenched her little fist.
"Isn't that my chance?"
After saying that, the woman in black immediately sat up straight, put one hand on the eaves, leaned out of her body, and looked down at the abbot's monastery from a distance.
"Master!"
After the woman in white entered the abbot's monastery, she fell to the ground without hesitation.
"There's a big happy event!"
"oh……"
Monk Jizang looked at the woman in white with some confusion.
"Xinru, what happy event did you say you had?"
"Tonight Mr. Pei Ji told the Nu family that the Fahua Sect was suspected of assassinating Princess Pingyang, so the current saint was furious and decided to kill the Fahua Sect..."
The woman in white raised her head and said happily.
"Only two temples of the Fahua Sect can be allowed to remain in Chang'an and Luoyang. The rest of the temples must be demolished, and all monks of the Fahua Sect must also go through Sha Tai. Only those who practice diligently and observe the precepts can stay.
Those monks who cannot be diligent or whose precepts are lacking must be dismissed directly..."
As he spoke, the woman in white said excitedly.
"Master, this move by the saint is bound to put everyone in the Lotus Sect's temples in danger. At this time, our Sanlun Sect can take advantage of the situation and accept those temples and monks who may be eliminated by the sand..."
"Rise up and take over the temple."
The woman in black waved her fist on the eaves.
"Why don't you celebrate such a good thing? By the way, don't forget to put the rosary beads in your hands at the door when you celebrate..."
Monk Jizang seemed to have not heard what the woman in black said at all. He twisted his rosary beads with his hands and repeated it thoughtfully."
"Accept the monks and temples of the Lotus Sect?"
"certainly!"
The woman in white took two steps forward on her knees and said excitedly.
"Sage Sha Tai Fahua Sect, most of the other temples in Chang'an and Luoyang will definitely not be protected. And if those temples are replaced with the signs of our Sanlunzong, wouldn't they be outside the scope of Sha Tai?"
"Haha... idiot!"
After hearing the words of the woman in white, Monk Jizang immediately laughed and shook his head.
"Do you think today's saints will not miss this point? I am sure that all the Fahua Sect temples in Chang'an City are now on the list of saints. If we take over the Fahua Sect temples now, it will be like giving people a handle.
, when the saint gets angry, our Sanron Sect will follow in the footsteps of the Lotus Sect!"
"Good advice, Master."
After hearing what Monk Jizang said, the woman in white said with some shame.
"Xinru was wrong..."
"What you think is not wrong. Some things cannot be accepted, but other things may not be unacceptable."
As he said this, a thoughtful look appeared on Monk Jizang's face.
"How to handle this matter properly? Well... I have to let me think twice!"
With that said, Monk Jizang slowly stood up from the futon he was sitting on and began to pace around the room, slowly twisting the rosary beads in his hand as he walked.
Finally, he stopped and shook his head with regret.
"Why is the master shaking his head?"
The woman in white saw Monk Jizang shaking his head and asked.
"It shouldn't be difficult to get the houses and frivolous property of those temples, but I'm afraid the land and magical artifacts..."
Monk Jizang shook his head again and said in a low voice.
"That's all, there are still shortcomings in the world, how can we do everything as we please..."
With that said, Monk Jizang stopped by the bookshelf on the wall of his meditation room, took out a piece of paper and held it in his hand. After folding it flexibly with both hands, he folded a paper bird.
Then, Monk Jizang placed the paper bird in front of him, made a fearless seal with his hands, and murmured something in his mouth. As he chanted, the paper bird seemed to come alive, flapping its wings and flying up through the window.
, flew into the night sky.
"Master, what are you..."
After seeing the Jizang monk release the paper bird, the woman in white asked curiously.
"It is natural and unreasonable to rob Fahua Sect's things, but if they give them to me, that's another matter..."
Monk Jizang, twisting his rosary beads in his hand, walked out of the monastery and sat cross-legged on the porch in front of the door.
"By the way, Xinru, you go to Xianggong Pei again tomorrow and tell him that our Sanlunzong is willing to donate a large sum of money to the saint, and ask him to ask the saint if he can sell all the temples of the Fahua Sect to our Sanlunzong.
On the sect."
"yes!"
The woman in white agreed respectfully.
"I remember..."
"Um!"
Monk Jizang nodded, holding his rosary beads in his hands, his eyelids slightly drooping, as if he had fallen into trance.
Seeing Monk Jizang holding the rosary tightly, the woman in black standing on the eaves of the back hall of Yanxing Temple couldn't help but touch her chin with her hand with a depressed look.
"This old monk is quite self-disciplined. Jing Jing'er really gave me a big problem... Humph!"
The woman in black looked at the yard not far away from her, clenching her fists vigorously.
"It doesn't matter, I'm already obsessed with you, so I don't believe I can't take away your rosary."
The moonlight shone brightly on the earth.
After a while, Monk Jizang slowly opened his eyes, raised his voice and spoke softly in the direction of the woman.
"Come out!"
After hearing what Monk Jizang said, the woman in white also raised her head and looked in the direction of the back hall of the temple.
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva..."
Following the call of the Buddha, a monk with white beard and hair walked out of the void in the eyes of the three of them and suddenly appeared in the courtyard. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Monk Jizang.
"Thank you, Master Jizang, for sending me this message."
"No need to thank you..."
Monk Jizang slowly stood up from the corridor, twirled the rosary beads in his hands, and bowed his head in return to the old monk.
"I feel ashamed to say that I can't think of a solution to this catastrophe of the Fahua Sect. I can only ask the great monk Zhixi to make your own decision."
"The old monk just thought about it..."
The old monk Zhixi who had just appeared shook his head with a bitter look on his face.
"I haven't thought of a way to make that Hu'er change his mind. It seems that this disaster is inevitable. There is no way to preserve the temple's property and other things on the surface."
Old monk Zhixi seemed to have thought things through clearly on the way.
"But those nourishing things in the temple are the foundation of my Buddhism and must not be damaged. The old monk plans to send them all back to the rooftop, and the monk Zhang'an will rearrange them to the other temples of our sect and use them again.
The power of incense is used to warm and maintain it, but when transporting these heavy objects, they need to be sealed, and the great help of the great monk Jizang is also needed."
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Monk Ji Zang clasped his hands together and nodded seriously.
"The branch should be branched out, don't dare to refuse!"
"Thank you!"
Old monk Zhixi continued.
"There are also some floating wealth in various temples that are also the savings of our Fahua Sect. They were originally used to save the poor and poor. The poor monks cannot take them all away. They also need to entrust the great monk Jizang to temporarily keep them and help them do good deeds.
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"Don't dare!"
Monk Jizang once again put his hands together with a solemn look on his face.
"Old monk must do his best."
"In that case, it shouldn't be too late..."
Monk Zhixi put his hands together and bowed to Monk Jizang.
"The old monk has arranged for many monasteries to start taking inventory. Monk Jizang, please come with the old monk!"
"good!"
Monk Jizang nodded, then turned to the woman in white and said.
"You should go back to the inn first. I will go with the great monk Zhixi to the Fahua Sect's temple to take out and seal all the magical instruments that are sealed in the statues and warmed by the power of incense."
"yes!"
After the woman in white agreed obediently, she saw that the two great monks had taken a step at the same time and disappeared.
"Huh!"
The woman in black sitting on the eaves touched her chin with her hand, a look of interest appeared on her face.
"The invisibility skills of these old monks are very beautiful. I really wonder why they practice this..."
Whoosh!
The next moment, her body disappeared without a trace on the eaves.
When it was almost dawn, a girl wearing black clothes and a three-part bun opened the door and walked into a three-entry mansion in Xingdaofang, Chang'an.
"Xiao Qing?"
A man in red was in the center of the courtyard of the mansion, slowly dancing with two short blades. When he saw the girl walking in, he stopped holding the short blades in his hands and smiled at the girl.
"How about this time..."
"It's so fucking crazy, that old bald ass really even wears those rosary beads when he goes to the toilet and takes a shower..."
The girl wrinkled her nose cutely and slapped her face with her hands, a look of disgust on her face.
"But I found you a string of identical rosary beads."
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and a string of bone beads flew out of her hand and landed in the arms of the man in red.
"Here, just take it first. I will definitely help you get the string in that old bald donkey's hand."
"Exactly the same?"
The man in red turned over the rosary beads in his hand, with a searching look in his eyes.