The two walked into the Buddhist temple, and a novice came up and asked: "Do you want to burn incense or worship the Buddha? To burn incense, please go to the right. There are Ningshen incense, golden candle incense and blue Sha incense. They are all the best for burning incense."
"Go to the left when worshiping the Buddha. There will be masters from our Buddhist temple over there to popularize Buddhism, expand the Buddhist world, and understand the true meaning of Buddhism."
The novice's eyes were bright, as if he could tell at a glance that the two people in front of him were not ordinary people. They were either rich or high-status people. He immediately recommended the high-end package in the temple.
If this is done, he can exchange it for a top Buddhist book in Fohai Temple.
Luo Meng smiled honestly at the little novice monk, "We neither burn incense nor worship Buddha. We are here to preside over you and we have something important to discuss."
Are you kidding me? I don’t have much money in my pocket, but I still want to use it to feed you fake Buddhas and fake compassion?
"Looking for a host?" The little novice monk asked in surprise, then sighed regretfully.
"That's really unlucky. The host doesn't seem to be here, but if the donor sincerely wants to see him, I might be able to help."
As he spoke, the little novice monk bowed, put his hands together in front of his chest, slightly bent the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and rubbed them a few times.
The corner of Luo Meng's mouth twitched fiercely, "Hey, you are a monk, why are you so skillful in asking for money?"
Suppressing his anger, Luo Meng showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, "But I don't have money. Is it okay if I have a heart that is dedicated to Buddha?"
Luo Meng looked at the little novice monk expectantly. In short, it is impossible to get money from me, so just take my heart.
The little novice's expression remained unchanged, thinking in her heart, Mommy, my eyes have been tempered many times. I can't tell whether I have money or not? Is it true that the richer people are, the stingier they are?
Sighing full of regret, the little novice monk said: "Since the donor is sincere to the Buddha, let's observe it in the temple. I believe you will gain great enlightenment."
"I still have something to do, so I won't bother you further."
The little novice monk turned around and left without any nostalgia.
At the same time, the novices around saw that even the "gold digger" in Fohai Temple had missed. It seemed that these two guys were not just ordinary bucklers, but were taking a detour instead of going up to waste time.
So Luo Meng and Ming discovered in an instant that after the little novice turned around, as if a chain reaction had occurred, the surrounding little novices began to move away from them.
Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible to meet the abbot of Fohai Temple.
"Holy crap! Is this a Buddhist temple or a golden cave? It's really horse grass pill!"
Luo Meng cursed angrily in his heart, then hurriedly stopped the little novice monk, and said with a smile: "Of course I sincerely worship the Buddha, and please let me know my sincere feelings toward the Buddha."
With that said, Luo Meng had already walked to the little novice monk. His hand slipped and a bag of broken silver fell into the little novice monk's hand.
The little novice monk held the money bag in his sleeve and threw it away. A warm smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said to the two of them: "Come with me, you two. I will take you to see the host right away."
"Okay, okay." Luo Meng smiled, his heart bleeding.
These monks were all taken out and shot, and they did not make any money from loan sharking.
However, after receiving the money, I actually did something, which may be the only comforting aspect.
As the young novice walked around Fohai Temple, he walked deeper and deeper.
The number of pilgrims who can come here is extremely rare, because those who can come here are basically rich, noble, high-status, desert bandits, etc. In short, there is no simple one.
And without exception, everyone who comes here has a face of reverence, as if they are seeing their own supreme god.
In some cases, spiritual belief can be more terrifying than addiction to hallucinogens, because the former is proactive, fully aware of what one is doing, and does it without hesitation, convinced that what one is doing is right, and then Those who rely on passive addiction simply have to do it.
The difference between the two can be imagined.
But in Foguang Desert, at least on the outskirts of Foguang Desert, "Buddha" has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts!
There are countless fanatics like this.
Thinking about it, the two of them shuddered. If the Buddhist temple in Foguang Desert continues to develop, maybe one day it will be completely turned into a Buddhist realm. As far as the eye can see, they are all fanatic believers of "Buddha".
While thinking, the little novice monk had already led them to their destination.
This is a quiet courtyard. A hut built of bamboo stands among the bamboos. The path leading to the hut is paved with bluestones, with clumps of green grass growing around it and a layer of gravel.
The path leads to both sides of the house, and two incense burners are placed at regular intervals. wisps of light smoke rise up, bringing a refreshing fragrance.
On one side of the hut, there is a small pool, which is clear and blue, with dense green plants growing there.
A monk wearing cassocks and sitting by the pool had a fishing rod in front of him. The fishing rod was extremely simple, consisting of only a piece of green bamboo and a silk thread wrapped around it.
Apart from that, this fishing rod has no float or hook. If a fish can be caught with such a fishing rod, Luo Meng can directly swallow the fish alive!
"Donor, please do not have any false thoughts. All living things have lives. Life is the supreme existence. How can it be destroyed at will?"
“Only by respecting and trusting your destiny can you be transcendent.”
"Just like this fish, if you eat it, you will be guilty of killing. The more serious the sin of killing, the harder it will be to escape. In the end, you may fall into the endless hell. Why bother looking for it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fishing rod shook violently. The host gently lifted the fishing rod, and suddenly a big fish jumped into the air, as if it was caught by an invisible hook.
Immediately afterwards, the host put the fishing rod down again, and after a few vibrations, it returned to calmness.
"Everything and everything can realize the Buddha nature, and the same is true for fishing."
"If you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, they will flock to you. If you don't have a predestined relationship, you will never see me again."
The young novice brought the two of them here, bowed slightly, and silently retreated.
Luo Meng's cheeks twitched as he listened to what the great monk said to himself. He had never seen such a shameless guy.
What you are saying means that when I see you, I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha and must take refuge?
No wonder this Buddha Light Desert is full of your believers. As long as you go out for a walk, won't they all see you? They are all destined to you, and they all want to take refuge?
Tsk…
Luo Meng sighed in his heart, "What the hell, when it comes to how to expand your power, you still have to look at me, the Buddha!"
"It's ridiculous, the donor has a lot of misunderstandings about me, Buddha. If you have a destiny, you have a destiny, if you don't have a destiny, you have no destiny. You can't force it, you can't force it, you can't force it. It's not the Buddha who chose them, but they chose to take refuge. Buddha." The host said without any ripples in his voice.
"Huh??" Luo Meng opened his eyes suddenly, showing a look of ignorance and honesty. At the same time, all the thoughts and complaints in his heart went blank.
"Do you know what I'm thinking?"
The host smiled slightly and turned to face them, "Buddha said: I think about all living beings, I think about all living beings, and I do all living beings. If I know what the donor is thinking, what's the difficulty?"
