Fang Linyan thought for a while, even if such a huge temple is closed, it must have emergency measures. Otherwise, the number of monks, fireworkers, lay practitioners, etc. inside has reached the scale of thousands. If someone gets mad in the middle of the night
What to do about illness?
In addition, there must be hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this temple, and it is also the world difficulty of the golden branch, so there is no need for me to get involved and just ask for permission honestly.
So, Fang Linyan trotted to the side door next to him, then loudly knocked on the door knocker next to him, and shouted at the same time:
"I am here with the relics of Master Tang Jinchan. I have something to ask the abbot! Open the door, open the door quickly!"
At this time, the wind and rain were fierce, and thunderbolts exploded in the air one after another. Fang Linyan's shouts were directly scattered in the wind and rain.
But soon, the concierge inside also came out and opened the door.
After all, this is not an ordinary temple. Because of the orbs on the Jinguang Pagoda, the prosperity of the country has even attracted foreigners to come to visit. Therefore, the rise and fall of Jinguang Temple is even related to the national luck.
Just like the guards at the gate of the White House will definitely do their duty, the gatekeepers of Jinguang Temple are also carefully selected. After all, there are often important people entering and leaving this gate.
When the concierge heard Fang Linyan's purpose, he said in disbelief:
"You...don't tell lies, or you will go to tongue-pulling hell after death!"
Fang Linyan knew that saying a hundred words at this time would be better than taking one thing, so he simply took out Tang Jinchan's relic: the Buddhist rosary.
"Excuse me, thank you. This is the token I brought!"
After all, this concierge was not of high status, but he could tell that the string of beads in Fang Linyan's hand was of extraordinary quality, as if they were jade or stone, and actually emitted a hazy light in the darkness! There was actually the faint sound of Sanskrit singing.
Not only that, but next to the gatehouse, in the side hall next to Jinguang Temple, there was also a strange phenomenon of bells and drums ringing in unison in the statue of Skanda enshrined in the side hall next to Jinguang Temple.
A person who can be a concierge still has basic eyesight, so he doesn't dare to neglect:
"Ah, it turns out I'm thanking the benefactor. You've made a name for yourself as a escort in the past few years. You're so famous that it's better to meet you. You are indeed a chivalrous person, a dragon and a phoenix among people, and the phoenix dances for nine days..."
After throwing out a stack of free compliments, he invited Fang Linyan to sit next to him, and then trotted to inform his immediate superiors first, and then the three supervisors on night duty.
Half a minute later, a monk wearing moon-white robes also rushed over. He was probably only in his thirties, with handsome features. His robes were still a little disheveled. He must have woken up from sleep in a hurry:
As soon as the monk arrived, the two concierges who were accompanying him immediately stood up and said that Hui Ming knew the guest.
This wise man knew that as soon as the guest arrived, he immediately said with joy:
"I asked why my Bodhi beads would be chirping for no reason in the middle of the night. It turns out that there is a Buddha treasure coming in the middle of the night!"
When Fang Linyan heard what he said, he immediately put it on his neck, but didn't find any beads. Then he put it on his wrist, and found a string of jade-white beads that were glowing slightly, resonating with the Brahma rosary.
A Zhike monk actually had such a magic weapon on his body. He was obviously placed in this position for training. There was actually a background behind him, so Fang Linyan did not dare to neglect, clasped his hands together and saluted:
"Who is this master?"
The monk who knew the guest immediately returned the courtesy and said:
"I don't dare to be a master. The young monk Huiming is now the great intellectual of our temple."
Zhike Seng can be understood as the front desk or receptionist of the temple. Dazhike is the supervisor who manages Zhike Seng, also known as Dazhibin.
The needs of a knowledgeable or great knowledgeable guest are to be articulate and eloquent, and even at critical moments, they can make the temple a blessing in disguise and turn the crisis into safety.
It is said that an emperor came to a famous temple because he believed in Taoism. He said he was worshiping Buddha, but in fact he was looking for trouble. When he walked to the front of the temple, he asked the abbot:
"I am the Lord of the Four Seas, and you temple monks are also on my kingdom. So when I see your Buddhist statues, do I need to kneel down and worship?"
The abbot could not answer for a while.
Because if he said that he needed to kneel down, he would offend the king, who was obviously looking for trouble. I am afraid that all the monks in the temple would be killed, and even the temple would be burned down.
If you say you don't kneel down and worship, that's against the rules of Buddhism.
As a result, Zhike came to the rescue at this time and cleverly resolved the crisis. What he said was: the Buddha of the present does not worship the Buddha of the past.
It means that the emperor is the reincarnation of a great Buddhist power, so he is the current Buddha, and the Buddha in the temple is like your own past Dharmakaya, so it’s okay not to worship him.
The emperor laughed loudly after hearing this, and the temple escaped disaster.
Since then, all temples have attached great importance to the selection of monks.
In ordinary temples, there are usually only two or three visiting monks.
For a huge temple like Jinguang Temple that can support the national destiny, among other things, there is an endless stream of dignitaries and dignitaries who come to burn incense on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, so there must be a large number of Zhike monks under its jurisdiction, so as not to offend the nobles unintentionally.
Therefore, there are more than twenty monks who know guests. If Huiming can be a great friend, he not only needs background, but also skills.
After Fang Linyan and Huiming chatted for a few words, they heard shouts from outside:
"Uncle Supervisor of the Temple is here!"
Then I heard a row of neat footsteps outside, and then thirty monk soldiers came in with sticks, arranged neatly, and they looked well-trained, and they were as elite as the regular army.
Then a great monk strode in. He was like a dragon and a tiger, and the dragon walked and the tiger stepped. As soon as he came in, his eyes fell on the Buddhist rosary in Fang Linyan's hand.
***
Just as Fang Linyan had imagined before, the Jinguang Temple was built by imperial decree and is an out-and-out royal temple. It is also related to the fate of the country, so the precautions must be tight.
There are even eight hundred monk soldiers in the temple, led by three temple supervisors. During the night watch, each temple supervisor will lead two hundred monk soldiers to patrol everywhere. If there is an emergency at night, the temple supervisor can make the decision.
The person on duty tonight is the great monk Zong Yan, one of the three major monasteries.
This great monk is already in his early sixties, but he has a tall figure, a rosy face, a vigorous walk, and a powerful look in his eyes.
When he was young, he was one of the sand bandits, and it only took him three years to become famous at Nuo University.
But then I met Sangge, the previous abbot of Jinguang Temple, and felt that he had a connection with Buddha.
Needless to say, there is no more fierce sand bandit in the wilderness, and there is a great monk in Buddhism who hates evil.
Zong Yan heard that some believers came late at night and brought the relics of the eminent monk Tang Jinchan. To be honest, he didn't believe it at first, but he hurriedly came with a few disciples and heard with his own eyes what was happening in the side hall next to him.
The strange sound of bells and drums chiming, and most of the doubts in my heart have been eliminated first.
When he saw the real thing, his hands were already trembling slightly, and he felt as if the spiritual practice all over his body was cheering for joy, and the barrier that had originally blocked him was about to loosen.
But at this moment, Fang Linyan simply took back the Great Brahma Rosary. Zong Yan suddenly felt disappointed, as if something extremely precious had been lost, and he said angrily:
"Take it out quickly!"
Fang Linyan glanced at him suspiciously and defensively, and then said seriously:
"I came thousands of miles away, and was intercepted and killed by monsters many times on the way. Even my loyal servant who had been with me for thirty years died because of it, because I personally promised to give this thing to the person who gave it to me. The current abbot of Jinguang Temple is Master Ban Zhida! This relic of Master Tang Jinchan is my reward and a token."
"Are you a monk from Jinguang Temple? Why are you like those monsters, coveting Buddha treasures when you see them?"
What Fang Linyan said was reasonable and well-founded. It was pretentious, highlighted his own sacrifice, and finally created a tall image of someone who is loyal and keeps his word.
The several monks next to them were suddenly moved when they heard Fang Linyan's words, then they clasped their hands and said:
"Amitabha."
But only Zong Yan is different. He is a typical "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately". He has tasted the taste of women, rode horses in the desert, and killed people wantonly. These things have not disappeared with the passage of time. But it has always been haunting him like a demon.
Ever since he saw the Great Brahma rosary that Fang Linyan took out, Zong Yan was screaming "I want it", "I want it", "I want it" in his heart. As for what Fang Linyan said, he really meant every word. Didn't even listen.
Then Fang Linyan said to the Zhike monk next to him:
"Now you can confirm the authenticity. I know it is inconvenient to visit at night like this, but the monster chasing me is very powerful and cruel, so I can only come to see the abbot overnight."
The Zhike monk nodded, immediately lowered his head and turned around to leave in a hurry.
However, as soon as this Zhike monk turned around, he suddenly stimulated Zong Yan, who was already in a state of frenzy, and he immediately became agitated.
Abbot?
Once this treasure enters the abbot’s eyes!!
Doesn't that mean that there is nothing between me and it anymore?
This is not allowed!
This is absolutely not allowed!!!
At this moment, Zong Yan was breathing heavily, feeling an indescribable fire burning in his heart.
Then he suddenly roared angrily:
"stop!!"
The monk Zhike turned his head blankly and said doubtfully:
"What are your orders from Senior Brother Zong Yan?"
Zong Yan immediately pointed at Fang Linyan with red eyes and said:
"This person is clearly a spy of the demon, and he wants to harm the abbot brother on the pretext of asking for an audience!"
"The thing he took out looks like a treasure left by Master Tang Jinchan, but in fact it clearly contains a vicious trap. If you really call the abbot, you are the sinner."
"Obstacle! You haven't handed over the magic weapon yet."
At this time, Zong Yan looked like a hungry tiger, exuding a terrible aura from all over his body, as if he wanted to choose people to devour. The rest of the monks knew that this temple supervisor had a fiery nature and hated evil as much as hatred. For a while, It’s hard to say anything.
Only a few people felt that something was wrong with Zong Yan! The aura emanating from him was not the anger of Buddhist Vajra at all, but madness!!
Fang Linyan sneered and was about to refute, but for some reason, the verdict on the signature he drew out today flashed before his eyes:
"If you want to take something, give it first, but the Yellow River will roll you up."
But at this moment, Zong Yan had already aimed at Fang Linyan and rushed towards him!
In this large public, in front of more than a dozen monks, they rushed forward like a hungry tiger rushing towards food.
This is really something Fang Linyan never expected:
"Is this guy crazy? How dare he do this?"
As soon as Fang Linyan paused, he felt that Zong Yan was like a ferocious tiger, rushing straight in front of him, with that hot aura rushing towards him, even with a strong murderous intent.
Fang Linyan had just made a protective move and was already punched in the face.
This punch hit his chest hard! Even though Athena's Blessing had been upgraded, Fang Linyan's eyes widened after this punch, and he even felt that his internal organs were being stirred in an instant. .
His eyes immediately went black, and blood spurted out of his mouth with a pop, turning into a large cloud of blood mist.
The whole person was also hit and flew seven or eight meters, even knocking the two young novices behind him to the ground and turning into a rolling gourd.
Looking at the battle records again, Zong Yan's punch directly caused him almost 900 points of damage, and this was without any critical hits or vital attacks.
Fortunately, after Zong Yan knocked him away, Huiming was shocked and blocked him. Although Huiming was roughly kicked away immediately, it gave Fang Linyan some buffer time.
At this time, Fang Linyan knew very well that he had underestimated Zong Yan’s strength, and even more so his determination to snatch the Great Brahma Rosary!!
In this kind of hasty encounter environment, I would be crushed by Zong Yan, and maybe the next punch from this guy would put me on the verge of death.
And now the only thing that can save me from the predicament is one thing! That is "abandon!"
So without saying a word, he raised his hand and threw Tang Jinchan's Great Brahma rosary directly. Then he didn't care about his dignity. He was like throwing out a grenade, hurriedly holding his head and protecting his chest, towards It rolled sideways and rolled out.
Obviously, Zong Yan's behavior was only for the Dafan rosary, so as soon as the Dafan rosary was thrown out, Zong Yan, who was already flying in the air as if he was withering, kicked the Liang next to him with a fierce kick. On the pillar, he then turned around and aimed at the Buddhist rosary and rushed straight away.
The movement was like a vicious dog reaching its bones...
The beams and columns as thick as a bucket began to tremble when Zong Yan kicked him so hard. A dozen tiles on the roof fell down with a "crackling" sound. The back part was probably in disrepair, and a whole building collapsed with a rumble. Wall down.
Then after Zong Yan grabbed what he wanted, he flew away without looking back.
Faced with this sudden scene, all the monks were really dumbfounded. There were even laymen who were fire masters and the like who poked their heads out curiously.
Fang Linyan looked pale and covered his chest, half-sit up against the wall, and gasped in grief and anger:
"You and Master Tang Jinchan are both from the Buddhist sect, and we risked our lives to return the relics, but your Jinguang Temple actually wants to kill people and silence them at this time!!"
Before he could finish his words, another mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkling the ground in front of him with blood, and it looked very miserable.
However, this mouthful of blood was spit out by Fang Linyan after biting his tongue. Who was he?
Now that you have understood the hints of the Mobius Mark, it is obviously time to act out the miserable love scene. The worse you behave at this time, the better the compensation Jinguang Temple will give you.
Fang Linyan took a look around and realized that there was probably too much noise from the wall collapse, so more and more monks gathered around him. There were at least fifty or sixty people, all of whom were suspicious and poking their heads.
With so many witnesses, unless the people at Jinguang Temple are so crazy that they kill all these people, then their compensation is guaranteed.
The emergency mechanism of Jinguang Temple at this time was obviously well done. Less than a minute after Zong Yan escaped, Huiming stood up with his hands on his chest and a pale face:
"Uncle Zong Yan is possessed by a demon. I know very well that he robbed the benefactor's things and fled directly outside the temple to get the jade bell!"
Obviously, the words of this Zhike monk still have great weight. When he gave the order, the careless concierge next to him immediately stood up. As if he had a backbone, he rushed directly into the room and took out a small clock.
He came out and placed it respectfully in front of Huiming.
This small clock is about the size of an apple, but its appearance is simple and simple, integrated. Next to it is a stick the size of a matchstick, made of wood, jade and bone.
Huiming choked and coughed slightly, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He reached out and twisted the stick and struck it lightly. The small clock immediately made a soft "ding" sound.
Fang Linyan's eyes widened, thinking what the hell was this?
As a result, five seconds later, the sonorous "winter" bells rang out in the four directions of the entire Jinguang Temple at the same time!
At this time, Huiming rang three times in a row, and the bell in Jinguang Temple also rang three times in a row. Such continuous roaring of the bell probably shocked everyone in the temple, not to mention the residents in the surrounding miles.
We were woken up together.
It turns out that this small jade bell is actually the hub of Jinguang Temple! As the saying goes, a move affects the whole body. When this jade bell moves, alarm bells sound everywhere.
At this time, Fang Linyan finally felt relieved. He felt that if he, the "victim," were awake, it would be too embarrassing for the great monks, so he simply closed his eyes and passed out.