Walk along the stone road in the temple, bypass the Tianwang Hall and the Main Hall, then pass through a group of Zen rooms, and finally enter the abbot's courtyard.
The abbot's courtyard, as the name suggests, is the resting place of the abbot of each temple.
It is said that eminent monks in ancient times lived in square stone chambers, each one feet long and one foot wide, hence the name "Abbott".
However, the room in front of us is at least 200 square meters, which is twenty times more than the standard for "abbot", which fully shows that Fulian Temple must be very popular.
"Donor, the abbot is inside."
Stopping at the door, the young monk whispered: "Just go in."
"Um."
Wei Changtian nodded and walked into the room. Monk Zhen didn't see it. Instead, he saw a huge portrait of Buddhas first.
A table in front of the portrait is equipped with a glazed Buddhist niche and a Xuan furnace burning sandalwood.
On both sides of the Buddha case, the four tall book grids are lined with wooden Buddhist scriptures.
Get up when you hear the bell, fall asleep when you hear the drum, go to the hall when you hear the wooden board, and walk into the hall when you hear the bang... Day after day, it remains the same year after year.
To be honest, although this kind of daily life is stable and regular, Wei Changtian feels that it is too boring.
What's more important is that there are no women.
He stood there and stared for a while, then curled his lips and prepared to continue walking into the back room.
But at this moment, an old monk wearing cassocks with white eyebrows and white beard came out from behind the bookcase.
"Amitabha...donor, are you from the Wei family in the capital?"
Um?
This Hui An is a bit interesting.
"How did the abbot guess it?"
"Amitabha......"
Hui'an clasped his hands together and saluted softly: "Young master said that he came here for the sake of pure perfection..."
I see.
Wei Changtian nodded and reached out to take off the veil on his face.
"The Wei family in the capital, Wei Changtian."
"Master Wei?"
Hui An's eyes seemed a little surprised, but he soon regained his composure.
"Sir, let's talk in the back room."
"I know what you want to ask. Fulian Temple will definitely give you an explanation on this matter."
...
In the original work "The Peak of Martial Arts", Xiao Feng met Hui An in the middle period.
At that time, he had a fierce battle with others in Longzhou. Although the enemies were all killed, he was also seriously injured, and then he was saved by the latter by chance.
Xiao Feng and Hui An gradually became acquainted with each other during the days of healing at Fulian Temple. They often sat and discussed Buddhism with this eminent monk and actively helped the people of Longzhou "get rid of poverty and become rich."
The original work did not describe this section of "poverty alleviation" in too much detail, but anyway, through Xiao Feng's operation, the poverty problem that had plagued the people of Longzhou for hundreds of years was solved. Although it did not lead directly to "moderate prosperity", it was still possible.
You can basically have enough to eat.
Such ability would have earned him the honor of being a "poverty alleviation model" in his previous life. The same goes for Xiao Feng. Not only did he successfully gain the love of the people of Longzhou, he also received the Buddhist sacred object - the golden cassock - given by Hui'an.
.
To put it simply, it is a plot of "what goes around comes around".
When Wei Changtian watched this episode, he was not interested in most of the plots. He only remembered that when Xiao Feng left Longzhou at the end, there was a plot where "all the people came together to see each other off", and there was also Hui'an's evaluation of the former -
Although he has not entered Buddhism, he is a saint with long hair.
This comment is undoubtedly very high, but it is a pity that this "haired saint" has died under Wei Changtian's sword, and there is no chance to save the people of Longzhou from fire and water, and there is no chance to get acquainted with Hui'an...
"..."
"Master Wei, monks do not tell lies. Every word spoken by a poor monk is true."
A quarter of an hour later, Hui'an had already told the truth about Jingyuan's situation, his tone full of apology.
"It is indeed my fault at Fulian Temple for allowing such an evil monk to walk in the world. Fortunately, Miss You is fine. I hope you can forgive me."
"forgive......"
Wei Changtian lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled softly and said: "Abbott, I came to Fulian Temple specifically today not to forgive you."
"Then I wonder what the young master wants me to do at Fulian Temple?"
Hui'an calmly twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, and the agarwood curled up in the room.
"It's simple..."
Wei Changtian went straight to the point, narrowed his eyes and said, "I want the golden cassock."
"Da~"
The long Buddhist string suddenly stopped.
Hui An suddenly looked over, her eyes first filled with surprise, then helpless.
"Master Wei, the golden cassock is the most important treasure of my Buddhist sect..."
"Of course I know it's a valuable treasure."
Wei Changtian waved his hand and interrupted: "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to appreciate it."
"Abbott, that Jingyuan almost ruined my big event at the Chunlong Poetry Conference. After that, I spent a lot of effort to kill this evil monk who was causing harm to the world."
"Speaking of which, this matter should be done by your Fulian Temple, but I couldn't bear to see him continue to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so I eradicated this scum for you."
"What's more, I haven't publicized this matter until now, because I was afraid of damaging the reputation of Fulian Temple and Buddhism."
"Abbott, you and I can be fair."
"I did this, but I only got a gold cassock..."
"It shouldn't be too much, right?"
"..."
What Wei Changtian said was reasonable and well-founded, and Hui An couldn't help but remain silent for a long time.
But in the end he shook his head apologetically.
"Master Wei, the golden cassock is too special, and the poor monk really can't make the decision."
"However, our Fulian Temple has a Buddhist scripture and two pavilions of hidden treasures. If you are willing, the young master can go and choose from the two pavilions. Whatever you like, you can take it away today."
"I wonder what you want, Master?"
Free shopping?
It is actually a very good condition to randomly select treasures from the two pavilions of the Sutra Collection and Treasure Collection in Fulian Temple.
However, Wei Changtian was not interested in those "rags". The only thing he could like in the entire Fulian Temple was that cassock.
"Old monk."
Suddenly, he no longer called Hui An "Abbot", but his attitude made a 180-degree turn, and he said word by word in the latter's astonished eyes:
"Am I too polite to you?"
...
According to the unofficial statistics of Tianji Pavilion, Hui'an has been ranked second in Daning's white list for a long time, and he is a typical "gentleman".
But no matter how gentleman he is, he is still a second-grade master.
A second-grade man was being threatened by a fifth-grade man with his nose pointed at him, but Hui An just frowned... I have to say that this was already an extremely tolerant sign.
"Master Wei, if you don't want to go into the second pavilion to pick out treasures, that's all."
"The favor Fulian Temple owes you will definitely be repaid in the future..."
The beads turned again and Hui An slowly closed his eyes.
"But today, there is absolutely no way you can take away the golden cassock."
"..."
Hui'an no longer looked at Wei Changtian, and the latter didn't care. Hearing this, he just laughed and said:
"Abbott, don't speak so harshly."
"I will definitely take this cassock with me today."
"snort!"
Hui An snorted coldly: "Young Master, you can give it a try."
Just try, no one is afraid of whom.
Wei Changtian sneered and stood up slowly, and immediately mobilized the surging internal energy around him...