After entering the main hall, Fahai worshiped the Buddha and burned incense. Then he rested in the side hall and chatted with the presiding elders in the temple.
They were just chatting about some customs. As for the Buddhist scriptures, Fahai only mentioned a few words, and Fahai kept silent. To be honest, the Buddhist practice of the monks in Zhenhai Chanlin Temple is really not bad at all. The few old monks accompanying him at the moment , their Dharma is not even as good as that of the young lama monk who recited the Death Sutra just now.
Even if Fahai didn't use his Dharma eyes to observe, he knew that they were not serious monks.
Not long after, Xiao Bailong and the Lama Monk led the Great Sage and three other senior brothers to the side hall together with the rat spirit. After meeting "Master Tripitaka" and the old monk, they took their seats.
After the lama monk saluted, he sat down at the end of the group of monks, lowering his head and saying nothing.
When the monks saw several disciples of Master Tripitaka, they couldn't help being shocked: they really looked like demons and gods. If they met them alone in the mountains and forests, who would have known that they were disciples of eminent monks?
This little lady, on the other hand, was so charming that all the monks in the side hall were fascinated and stared at her for a long time.
The master and the disciples saw their expressions in their eyes, and Bajie felt even more happy. He said in his heart: I think all the monks in the world are like the master, not moved by beauty. It turns out that the monks here are nothing like the old pig. Big farewell.
This lust and precepts are really a big obstacle for monks.
Some of the younger lamas were a little embarrassed, but they kept peeking at the old monks, taking advantage of their age to be quite unscrupulous.
Even though the old monk, the master of the courtyard, showed little restraint in his behavior, Fahai could still detect the immensity of spring in the old trees.
Fahai's brows gradually wrinkled.
Several disciples also wanted to watch the fun. Just now they asked outside and found out from the lama monk that Zhenhai Chanlin Temple was not a serious temple at this time.
The original Zhenhai Zenlin Temple was naturally a place for worshiping Buddha. It was the boundary of the outer courtyard. Later, an abbot in the temple colluded with bandits and killed all the serious monks in the temple. They seized the property of the temple, leaving only a few. The chanting monks act as a front.
Those strongmen saw that the incense in the temple was prosperous. Isn't this faster than robbing to make money?
There was no need to be wary of government raids, so they put on monk robes and pretended to be fake lamas. They originally calmed down and earned money for incense, but how could they be serious monks?
Not long after, after the old abbot died, he started robbing families and homes again, but this time, with the cover of being a monk of Zhenhai Chanlin Temple, he could make more fuss about it.
Eighty percent of the monks in the temple are bandits.
As for the strong men who settled in the outer courtyard, some were disguised as monks in their monasteries, some were secretly raised by them, and some were just bandits who did not know the details of this place. They robbed property during the day, rested in the outer courtyard at night, and then He was slaughtered by the fake lama in the monastery and was cheated.
Are these desperate people afraid of the Buddha's punishment?
The idea of being a gangster is just an excuse. The truth is that those gangsters who dared to attack Zhenhai Chanlin Temple never returned. Later, after the news spread in this area, there were few people in the outer courtyard.
These were things ten years ago. The Taoist at the second-floor door came later, so he only knew a little bit about them.
The lama monk was also troubled. Ten years ago, he was still a young man. His father died in a fire and he was taken in by the master of the temple. Because he was a bit cowardly and afraid of fighting by nature, he asked himself to follow the people in the temple. Regardless of whether the true lama chanting sutras left behind is useful or not, there must always be someone to take care of it when praying or repenting. Do you expect bandits like them to think about the Buddha again? What a joke.
Until now, he considered himself a monk who recited sutras, but he was born among bandits. He was in a dilemma and really didn't know what to do.
After all, his heart was devoted to the Buddhist scriptures. In addition, Xiao Bailong's natural affinity and Bajie's ability to cook hot porridge was enough to reveal everything he knew in just a few words.
The lama monk didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong, but after ten years of chanting Buddha's name, he felt that his sins had become more serious. If he committed such sins in a Buddhist temple, he would probably end up with a good death in this life, and all his karmic retributions after death.
But after all, he had received kindness from his master, and his betrayal made him increasingly uneasy, and he could not be at peace for a long time.
While the Lama Monk was talking to the Great Sage and Little White Dragon, Wu Jing asked the rat spirit to wash the dishes and pots, so he didn't know what he was saying.
The rat spirit was also new here. Although he could see that something was not right in the temple, he didn't take it to heart. At this moment, he felt the dozens of greedy glances directed at him, but he didn't feel disgusted. Instead, he was very contented.
If you can make a monk who chants sutras feel lustful, isn't it because of your own charm? It's a pity that she never knew Master Tripitaka's intentions. If Master Tripitaka could be like these lamas, that would be something to be happy about.
It's just that she still maintained her persona at the moment, pretending to be delicate, and kept her head half-bowed, making her even more shy and charming.
The young lady's appearance made all the monks in the hall unable to help but think about her.
Fahai saw the ugly behavior of the monks——
What a Zhenhai Chanlin Temple.
The old monk Wuji had evil thoughts in his heart. He saw that this "female Bodhisattva" was extremely charming, and her pair of waves were always focused on Master Tripitaka. He thought to himself, "If you want to achieve good things, you still need to have some calculations."
Thinking of this, he became greedy and made a calculation. He stood up and bowed to Master Tripitaka——
Fahai also wanted to know what he said, so he asked in conjunction: "Why did the master of the hospital give such a great gift?"
"I have to ask something, please don't blame the mage." Although the old monk's words were rude, his tone was calm.
"Master, please say whatever you want."
"I dare to tell you this boldly after receiving the master's permission. The master came east and had a long and hard journey, so he can rest in the little monk's room. But it is not convenient for this female Bodhisattva. I don't know where to ask her to rest?"
These words seemed to be testing the relationship between this "female Bodhisattva" and Tripitaka's master and disciples.
Fahai smiled and said: "As I said just now, this female benefactor was saved by the poor monk and his disciples when they passed by the black pine forest. The master of the hospital just arranged a convenient place to live."
"So good, so good!"
Not only the master of the courtyard, but also all the monks in the temple were all bright-eyed.
Only this rat spirit suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.
The old master of the courtyard said to a middle-aged lama beside him: "Apprentice, take this female Bodhisattva to the Heavenly King's Hall to rest."
If the master of the hospital reads some Buddhist scriptures in his spare time, and has some composure and self-control in critical moments, how can this middle-aged lama be willing to recite the Buddha's name with all his heart because he is the disciple of the master's disciple and a bandit?
On weekdays, he dominates the temple and behaves like a tyrant among the bandits.
The young lama who was the first to receive Tang Sanzang felt bad when he saw this situation. If such an outstanding young lady fell into the hands of this senior brother, she would be in great trouble.
He hurriedly raised his head and winked in the direction of the Great Sage and Little White Dragon, and said to himself: I have just told you all the details about the temple. It’s okay for you to be unprepared. Why did you send this little lady into the wolf’s den? Among them?
The lama monk was somewhat intolerable, but it could be seen that the great sage and the little white dragon were still indifferent. They seemed not to have seen his hint at all, and said in their hearts: "Yes, their foreign monks did not abandon their master after knowing the inside story of this temple." It's already rare to leave like this. How dare you meddle in other things?"
Even their master and disciples can't escape.
Thinking of this, the lama monk also stood up and said to the master: "Master, disciples, please go and help."
Everyone knew his character, and when they saw him taking the initiative to ask for a job, they all looked sideways at him.
The senior brother even laughed secretly in his heart: He said that you have no desires and desires, but you have really become a real lama. Now when I look at it, it turns out that I have not met the person I like.
This little lady is extremely charming. After I taste the delicious food for you, senior brother, you will naturally have a happy time.
Senior Brother Lama and Junior Brother Lama led the mouse spirit towards the Heavenly King's Hall. The mouse spirit turned back three times with each step, all looking at Master Tripitaka. Unfortunately, the falling flowers were careless and the flowing water was ruthless.
Seeing how affectionate she was, Bajie said to himself: She is also a rare and charming lady, but it is a pity that she met her master. Not only is it difficult to get married, but she is also afraid of her life.
The gazes of all the lamas almost followed the movement of the rat spirit, which was sent far out of the hall. Even if it was beyond the reach of their eyes, they were reluctant to take it back.
Seeing that it was getting late here, the old monk also sent the lamas away. Then he apologized to Master Tripitaka and said goodbye, leaving Master Tripitaka to rest peacefully.
The Hall of Heavenly Kings generally enshrines Maitreya Buddha, Wei Tuo Zuntian Bodhisattva and the four heavenly kings.
But in the Temple of Heavenly Kings, there were only four heavenly kings. The mouse spirit only took one look at it and didn't take it to heart, thinking: These four heavenly kings can actually eat two servings of incense.
The Four Heavenly Kings are also the rare gods in the Three Realms who have been canonized in both Heaven and Lingshan, and they are also famous figures on the list of canonized gods.
The senior lama brother went to light the lamp, while the junior lama brother was making the bed. When he saw the female donor coming forward, he took the opportunity to warn the mouse spirit, "There may be lonely ghosts wandering in the mountains at night. When the female donor rests, remember to lock the doors and windows."
The mouse spirit was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She thought that this lama also coveted her body. Unexpectedly, he still had a kind heart, and thought to himself: After all, there are a few kind people in the Buddhist temple.
Mouse Jing smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for your concern. I will keep it in mind, little lady."
The junior lama had never seen such a scene before. Coupled with an inexplicable fragrance that hit his nostrils, his blood suddenly surged and his face became hot.
At this time, Senior Brother Lama also came forward. When he saw that his junior brother was close to the female Bodhisattva, and saw that the female Bodhisattva was smiling brightly, he thought that the junior brother was trying to flirt with him while he was not around, and he was immediately unhappy. His expression darkened, "You go down first, I'll take care of things here."
When the younger brother saw his elder brother looking unkind, he felt fearful. Although he was both a disciple of his master, he was not favored because he was useless. The eldest brother is the master's right-hand man, and all ordinary affairs in the temple are controlled by the eldest brother. He is just like the next head of the temple.
The senior brother had spoken. Even if he had any other thoughts, he could only keep them in his heart at the moment. He just used his eyes to warn the female donor, and then left in a hurry.
Seeing that the younger brother was obedient as always, the elder brother smiled and said to the young lady: "Please, please——"
He pointed to the bed and said with a smile: "Female donor, please rest here tonight."
The rat spirit is a bold spirit that even Master Tripitaka dares to flirt with. How could a fake lama hide it from her? At this moment, she also wanted to see what kind of place Zhenhai Chanlin Temple was, which could actually breed such evil monks who did not abide by the rules and precepts.
She was afraid that the senior brother was not angry enough, so she took the initiative to wink at him and said, "Thank you, Master."
The eldest brother was suddenly angry, but he was afraid that it was still early and it would be difficult to accomplish anything good at this moment, so he just said with a flattering smile, "No thank you, no thank you -"
After saying that, I thought about leaving for now and coming back after the night is quiet. Hehehehe.
But before he could turn around and take steps, he was stopped by the female donor, "Hey - master, please walk slowly."
The master's cry made his heart tremble, and he wanted to turn around and pounce on him, but he heard the female donor continue to say: "Master, I have traveled a long way and I am a little thirsty."
After hearing this, he glanced at the female Bodhisattva again.
"Hey, hey, little monk, I'm going to get some tea right now."
When the senior brother was about to leave, he thought to himself: He is really a slut, so he doesn’t need to be strong.
But how could he see the mouse spirit's disdainful expression and cold eyes?
Side hall.
"The young lama said that there have been many people who have become monks in the temple in recent years. They are not serious monks, many of them are famous strong men on the Tao. There are also some mysterious ones. Even he does not know their identity. Even his master met him, and he also Treat each other with courtesy.”
The Great Sage and Little White Dragon fully reported to Master what the lama monk said.
"Amitabha." Even Fahai couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name.
This Zhenhai Zenlin Temple can no longer be described as merely a place of filth and evil. But fortunately, I came here, and the Buddhist temple was different after all. It is no more difficult to take action without authorization than when I was in the Bhikkhu Kingdom.
As a disciple of Buddhism, and also the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of Buddha, it makes sense to clean up the sect, looking at the three realms.
Moreover, this solitary temple in the mountains was occupied by bandits, and it was well-known, so there was no need to worry too much.
"Master, I see that the lamas in this temple are very lustful towards the rat spirit, and they are afraid of causing a bloody disaster. Can we stop him?" Just after the great sage said this, he said again: "It's not that the disciples are excusing them, it's just that they Even if he deserves to die, he should be punished according to law. If he dies at the hands of a rat spirit, it will not be considered retribution."
"Master, senior brother." At this time, a spiritual body floated out of Wu Jing's body and he said, "I'm not afraid that those lamas will be harmed by goblins."
Everyone looked at Wu Jing.
"Just now, I noticed that a lama went through our package and saw the master's brocade cassock and the silver and jewels in the senior brother's bag. He was already worried about disaster and is currently discussing in the master's monastery. Killing people and seizing treasures is a bad thing."
As for why these good-looking fake lamas wanted to go through the packages of these traveling monks, it was simply that Wu Jing heard about the origins of these people and deliberately exposed their wealth to give them a chance.
Wu Jing's method of fishing is also so straightforward, obviously inherited from his master.
(End of chapter)
