Master Hongqing and Mrs. Miao are really late, but it is understandable. After all, they have to publicize all the way and give them the highest treatment. If they don't show off, who would have known that Jihan Temple sent Master Hongqing to high standards?
Go and greet Mrs. Miao.
"Mrs. Miao is really blessed. The Buddha's message opened the way and Master Hongqing personally welcomed her. This treatment is even higher than that of princes and generals."
Mrs. You said with a slight smile.
Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang declined to comment.
Mrs. You glanced at it and then looked away, wanting to continue asking her granddaughter the question she just asked. However, when she saw her granddaughter again, she found that her granddaughter was looking at Master Hongqing with a look of infatuation.
That look was very much like the look of a young girl in love when she meets her sweetheart.
Mrs. You was shocked, and she instantly understood that the person her good granddaughter liked was actually Master Hongqing. This made Mrs. You not know how to deal with it for a moment.
Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang were not very interested in Mrs. Miao and Master Hongqing. They glanced at them and then looked away. When they saw You Qin staring at Master Hongqing intently, Mo Hai also understood.
Regardless of his identity, Master Hongqing is indeed a man with both talent and appearance. It is normal for Youqin, a young girl in her early years, to like him.
It's hard for Mo Hai to talk about this matter, so he should look at Mrs. Miao.
Because the golden body of the Majesty Buddha was repaired with Mrs. Miao's money, and the person who donates the most to Jihan Temple every year is Mrs. Miao, so Mrs. Miao does not need to queue and goes directly into the main hall to worship the Buddha.
After about a quarter of an hour, it was finally Mrs. You's turn.
Mo Hai took Mrs. You for a ride and successfully entered the main hall. From the outside, the main hall looked majestic. From the inside, it was even more magnificent. Inside the main hall, there were dozens of thousand-year-old trees with a diameter of more than one meter.
Each thousand-year-old golden-grained iron spirit wood is engraved with scriptures, and the ground is paved with a kind of spiritual jade bricks. Especially the golden body of the mighty saint Buddha in the hall is simply breathtaking.
Don't dare to look at it, it's like a golden mountain, dazzling people's eyes.
On both sides of the open space in front of the Buddha statue were monks from Jihan Temple. They were sitting on futons, reciting Buddhist scriptures and tapping wooden fish. The atmosphere in the entire hall became more solemn and solemn. Even Fu Qingcang couldn't help but feel shocked when he came in.
I felt a little awkward and didn't dare to act casually.
Mrs. You quickly took her granddaughter You Qin to kneel down in front of the mighty Saint Buddha and pray devoutly.
After praying to the Buddha, Mrs. You stood up, only to find that Mo Hai and Fu Qingcang were still standing behind them, not praying to the Buddha at all.
Mrs. You quickly winked at Mo Hai, but Mo Hai did not respond. This made Mrs. You frown, but in such a solemn occasion, Mrs. You could not force Mo Hai to worship the Buddha.
After worshiping the Buddha, the monks were brought over, and Mrs. You, Mo Hai and others left the main hall through the side door and went to see the abbot.
On the way, Mrs. You looked obviously unhappy. Because Mrs. You was very familiar with Jihan Temple, there was no need for the monk to lead the way. After asking about the location, Mrs. You sent the monk away.
"Mr. Mo, what happened to you just now?
Why don’t you worship Buddha?”
When there was no one around, Mrs. You couldn't help but ask with a cold face.
"I appreciate Buddhism, but I don't know how to worship Buddha. Mrs. You, please don't ask any more questions."
Mo Hai smiled and said that there was no need to explain this matter to Mrs. You, because the Buddha was not qualified to ask Mo Hai to worship him.
Of course, there is no need for Mo Hai to say this to Mrs. You. If Mo Hai said this, Mrs. You would probably tell Mo Hai to get out immediately. There is no need for Mo Hai to ask for trouble.
"Are you of any other denomination?"
Madam You asked.
"You could say that."
Mo Hai nodded.
"Okay, but Mr. Mo, this Majesty Buddha is not the Buddha in ordinary temples. I think no matter what sect you believe in, you should worship the Majesty Buddha today. Of course, I know that everyone
Even if my beliefs are different, I won’t force others to do anything difficult.”
Mrs. You's face slowly returned to normal. It is understandable that you cannot ask a person who believes in other sects to worship Buddha. Mrs. You is not a narrow-minded person.
Mo Hai smiled and didn't explain.
Mrs. You didn't say anything more about this matter, but warned Mo Haidao sternly: "Mr. Mo, I know that you cultivators are a little arrogant, but wait until you meet the host of the Jihan Temple.
Abbot, I hope you won't be too showy."
"Don't worry, Mrs. You, I know what to do and I won't embarrass you."
Mo Hai assured.
"Mr. Mo said that, and I feel relieved."
Mrs. You nodded with peace of mind and took Mo Hai along the stone road towards the backyard of Jihan Temple.
Behind the Jihan Temple, there is a bamboo forest, which is lush and quiet. In the bamboo forest, there is a semicircular ashram. In front of the ashram, there is a Dharma platform. At this moment, there is an old monk wearing a multi-treasure cassock.
, Sitting on it, this old monk had a kind face and kind eyes, which made people feel no distance, but Mo Hai saw something deeper.