A heavy snowfall covers Bianliang, announcing the coming of winter.
The streets are full of busy people, and the New Year is coming soon.
Bianliang City was definitely the most lively and atmospheric city during the New Year during the Six Dynasties.
In front of the newly built temple, dozens of large pots were lined up. When the hot water was boiling, the grated grains were poured into them and rolled in the boiling water. After a while, the aroma of porridge wafted out.
Watching a program in front of the temple and drinking porridge for free. Citizens who had no work to do in the winter came to help the elderly and children. It was not to drink porridge, but in an era when entertainment activities were scarce, such a performance was very attractive.
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The New Sangoku Temple advertised in advance, and there were seven consecutive days of performances, including jousting, sumo wrestling, knife swallowing, fire breathing, rope walking, illusions, dwarfs, actors... all kinds of singing, dancing, and drama. It is said that on the last day, there was a real Buddha.
Apparition.
The people of Bianliang are not short of food. Even the small merchants and hawkers who take advantage of today's bustle to sell pulp are wearing silk clothes and silk shoes, which is a scene of prosperity and prosperity.
It is a pity that although Bianliang in the Song Dynasty was rich, the country was poor and weak. The national wealth was concentrated in one city, which was a disaster rather than a blessing for the people of the Song Dynasty.
"It's so lively." Li Yu looked at the crowds of people in the square in front of the door, rubbed his hands and said, "These are our mouthpieces."
"When will the fire be set?" Lin Lingsu asked.
Among the crowd below were disciples from Shenxiao Palace, who were patrolling all directions vigilantly.
At this time, in Xinxiangguo Temple, a fat monk was sitting on a futon, with his hair shaved and scarred, revealing his shiny scalp.
He was tall and fat, with a thick beard like a hedgehog. If he hadn't been wearing a gray monk's robe with a string of rosary beads hanging on his chest, no one would have believed he was a monk.
Opposite him was Zhihai, the superintendent of the Daxiangguo Temple. He had a gentle appearance and fair skin. He proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, Junior Brother Zhishen, you are a monk of our Daxiangguo Temple. Why did you leave without saying goodbye and then be alone after you came back?"
Are you being instigated by traitors to open a new Xiangguo Temple?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Why did the Sa family get provoked?" Lu Zhishen screamed loudly, but his face turned red, showing a bit of guilt.
"The Sa family has a letter of recommendation from Wutai Mountain. When they come to your Daxiangguo Temple, it's okay if they don't give you an abbot to preside over it. They don't even give you an abbot to oversee the temple. Instead, they ask the Sa family to make a dish. If you don't give it, the Sa family will build the temple by themselves.
,Is the head office ready?"
There was a vast expanse of white snow outside, but Lu Zhishen felt a little hot. He took off his shirt and rolled it around his waist, revealing his upper body covered with tattoos.
Next to him was a Zen staff as thick as an arm, which looked like it could suddenly explode and hurt someone.
"Since you want to build a temple, you should make it clear, why bother with all the trouble. After I go back, I will tell the presiding brother that I will give you the position of the temple. You must not build another new Xiangguo Temple.
If you spread the word, people will laugh at you, and they will think that our Buddhist sect is not united."
"It's too late! You said you let the Sa family do the cooking, so let the Sa family do the cooking. Now that the Sa family has its own temple, why do they still need to accept your arrogance? The Sa family tells you the truth, the temple superintendent is just like you.
In the eyes of the Sa family, they are nothing. If you let the Sa family own the property, the Sa family will do it inappropriately. If you don’t let the Sa family own the property, the Sa family will insist on it."
Lu Zhishen's attitude was arrogant. Zhihai suppressed his anger and said: "Junior brother Zhishen, Daxiangguo Temple has had many believers for so many years. If you open a new Xiangguo Temple opposite Daxiangguo Temple, I'm afraid some people won't be able to hold it back.
Not good for you."
Lu Zhishen grasped the Zen staff, and the muscles on his shoulders bulged as high as iron. The tattoos on his naked upper body were very detailed, and the patterns of the tattoos were also unique. From his chest to his back, there were branches.
The leaves are entwined, and the fragrant flowers are like a brocade all over the body.
When he gets angry, the tattoos all over his body shine, and dozens of petals gradually appear golden, like flowers blooming all over his body.
This is how the nickname Hua Monk came from.
Zhihai was startled by the ferocity of this guy. He snorted, stood up, and walked away.
Lu Zhishen folded his arms behind him and just sneered, "The Sajia family is determined to open this new Xiangguo Temple. Not only will it open, but it will also ride on your heads."
He cursed and returned to the side room, where a few gangsters set up a large pot with dog meat tumbling inside, exuding a strong aroma.
"Master, the wine is hot, come and drink it quickly!"——
In front of the Xinxiangguo Temple, the grand party lasted for seven days. In the end, not only could you drink porridge, but the elderly could also receive eggs.
Now the old people in Bianliang City really couldn't sit still. Every day before dawn, they came to line up with small stools.
After they returned, they worked hard to promote it and increase its popularity again. Many people knew that the true Buddha would appear on the seventh day.
So on the seventh day, the front door of Xinxiangguo Temple was full of people.
Lu Zhishen sat in the center of the colorful table, saying nothing, clasping his hands and closing his eyes.
Behind the stage, Lin Lingsu led his eight disciples to help him manifest the true Buddha.
Lu Zhishen sat on the futon, and countless people below looked eagerly. At this time, Li Yu waved his hand, and Lin Lingsu and others cast spells with all their strength.
Lu Zhishen sat down on the futon, which transformed into a golden lotus platform. After a moment, the golden light became even stronger, and the lotus flowers under his feet grew up instantly, and the fragrance filled his nostrils.
Huge cheers broke out in the crowd, and many people began to worship, but more people chose to keep watching with their eyes wide open.
Lu Zhishen was in the lotus platform, illuminated by golden light, which made his ferocious face look solemn and majestic. He really felt like that. He had been ordered by Li Yu in advance not to move no matter what happened.
The fat monk felt very anxious, and he wondered if these bird-rubbing Taoist priests might have framed the Sa family? If anything went wrong, the Sa family would run away immediately and come back to settle accounts with these bird feathers later.
Lin Lingsu mobilized his spiritual power and poured it into the lotus platform. The golden light suddenly became even more brilliant. With his own power, this golden light curtain seemed to be no inferior to the light curtain made by the eight disciples just now.
And within the golden light curtain, various Buddhist mantras appeared and disappeared, and wherever they were illuminated, they were filled with solemnity, solemnity, and compassion.
This lotus platform is indeed a precious treasure of Buddhism, which is hidden in the Shenxiao Palace. Lu Zhishen was in it, and he was absent-minded at first, but after the golden light became more and more intense, his mind became clear for a while, and his face showed a look of enlightenment. It turned out that he really
He closed his eyes and meditated carefully.
Li Yu was nervous at the side, but he also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He just thought that he was finally obedient and knew that he was pretending, but he didn't know that he was not pretending this time.
Not long after, Lu Zhishen suddenly stood up on the lotus platform. The monk's robes on his upper body burst, and the tattoos all over his body emitted a faint golden light. Enveloped in the golden light, bursts of Sanskrit sounds were suddenly heard under the lotus platform.
"Hahahahaha, Sajia's delusions were eliminated in an instant, and he suddenly saw his true nature, so happy!"
