In front of the statue of the Minotaur is a copper incense burner with a diameter of half a meter. At this moment, the incense burner is half filled with ashes, and three sticks of incense as thick as a finger are inserted in the middle, with green smoke floating in the air.
The smell of incense lingers in the hall. However, he also smelled a hint of other fragrances.
Because he had already seen it, Zhu Yu was not surprised.
"This is the idol, you are..."
Wang Wei said something and looked at Zhu Yu and Ran Jie.
Zhu Yu said:
"Then I'll go first."
Wang Wei's idea is very simple. You are here to pray for blessings, so let's get started. We still have to hurry.
"Although I believe in Buddhism, I have to say that this bull-headed god is quite effective occasionally." Old monk Hongyuan suddenly said: "People from the village come here to make wishes, and some small things are really effective. But big things are hard to say."
"Maybe it's a small place and there isn't much incense, so this god doesn't have that much power." Zhu Yu said jokingly after lighting the incense.
"Is there such a saying?" Unexpectedly, Zhu Yu's joke made Hongyuan frown, lowering his head and thinking about something.
Ran Jie lit the incense and recited a few words silently, then put the incense in the incense burner.
Then he continued:
"Of course there is such a saying. If those gods and Buddhas have a large number of followers, their magic power will naturally be wide. For example, the reason why Guanyin Bodhisattva is more powerful than other Bodhisattvas is because she has many believers and is very popular!"
That said, there's actually nothing wrong with it.
The Internet kills people. After all, some earth gods with the smallest Internet now start to explain. They will calculate how many wisps of incense you absorb in a day. In this way, it still misleads many people.
"Can it still be considered like this?"
"Of course. No matter how efficacious this Minotaur is, the most he can accept is the incense from your village. How many people are there in your village?"
"No matter how powerful the Jade Emperor is, if he is placed in a small village to be used as land, he can only slowly become a real land. After all, there are only so many people worshiping him. How much divine power can he accumulate?"
Being messed up by Zhu Yu and Ran Jie, the old monk Hong Yuan was upset.
The old monk has stayed in this temple all his life, and his mind is extremely pure. I won't study such complicated matters at all.
Of course, it is impossible to have such a big brain to think about these things.
But he underestimated the brainstorming efforts of those who wrote and the huge worldview they constructed for logical self-consistency.
Think about it, in order to have a reasonable reason for his own silver mine, someone actually edited 206 entries for ***, revised it 4,800 times, and wrote millions of words of information, and in ten years, he actually No one noticed his problem!
What’s even more funny is that many people quote these entries when writing papers or compiling materials!
Think about it, how big this person's mind can be!
Folding is awesome!
Just reading the story he wrote about fighting several wars for the Kashen Silver Mine is enough for professionals to study for a while.
Going back again, because of this, Master Hongyuan was confused when Zhu Yu and Ran Jie put forward the system constructed by Internet writers to discuss the power of gods and Buddhas based on the number of incense.
Can we still argue like this?
If this is really the case, then the Minotaur God is not very effective, but it really makes sense!
Seeing Master Wangyuan nodding and shaking his head, Wang Wei was a little worried. She touched Ran Jie lightly:
"It's not good for you to fool the old monk like this, isn't it?"
"What's not so good?" Ran Jie glanced at her, "What we said is right. This is a possible existence in itself! From our history, aren't those efficacious gods and Buddhas also believers? There are so many!"
Wang Wei opened her mouth and wanted to defend herself. Isn't it because he has so many believers because of his efficaciousness?
But think about it, this is the relationship between chicken and egg, there is no way to argue.
Just let him.
"Both
The donor's words gave me some insight. Please go to the Zen room in the backyard to talk about it! "
The old monk was now very polite, and his words were not so casual.
Before Zhu Yu agreed, Wang Wei became a little anxious.
Things didn’t happen like this!
She had planned it. After visiting the family temple today, she would rush back before it got dark. When it got dark, she would arrive in Kumamoto Prefecture. She and her boyfriend would have activities tomorrow!
This old monk wants to invite someone over to talk. Who knows how long the chat will last?
Wouldn't this plan be disrupted?
"Miss Meiko, you can wander around the temple, but don't worry, I will entertain the two gentlemen." The old monk thought of Wang Wei and said again, "But you can't walk around in the temple, some places are not allowed Too safe."
When he said this, what Wang Wei was about to say was diverted aside.
Zhu Yu and Ran Jie were really looking forward to talking more with the old monk and playing tricks to waste some time so that they could take action at night.
The old monk's Zen room is also very simple, just an earthen kang with a kang table on it. The inner room was the kitchen. The old monk invited Zhu Yu and Ran Jie to the kang table, poured tea, and began to ask about incense.
In fact, Zhu Yu could also see that the old monk was not stupid. He just regarded the theory mentioned by Zhu Yu Ranjie and others as a possible research direction.
No matter which religion or theoretical school, its theories are constantly improving and self-evolving, otherwise, they can only die naturally in the long river of history.
And many theories that may disappear may develop vigorously after creating new branches.
The more widely something spreads, the more profound its impact will be. This is similar to the incense theory mentioned by Zhu Yuranjie.
Think about the Chinese mythology system. What is it like now among ordinary people?
Many people still think that the priestly system recorded in Journey to the West is orthodox.
The priesthood in Journey to the West has some similarities with the priesthood in The Romance of the Gods. Why? Because there are references between the two writings.
Journey to the West itself was also formed by collecting information step by step in the Tang Dynasty and summarizing many drama scripts.
The priesthood system itself is only written by the author based on previous records in ancient books and his own imagination.
But because of its wide spread, it has almost become the standard for Chinese priesthood in the minds of many people.
The same goes for Fengshen Yanyi.
When it comes to ancient Chinese myths and legends, many modern young people prefer the prehistoric system summarized in online articles, and even regard this as the standard for the Chinese god system.
But who can say for sure? Perhaps because Internet articles are more widely disseminated, in tens or hundreds of years, ordinary people may use this system as the standard.
Some people say that there are several signs of death, physical death, spiritual death, disappearance of marks, etc.
It's similar to this.
So why did some people in ancient times say that if you can't leave a lasting fragrance, you will be infamy for thousands of years!
why? I just want to leave a mark in history.
Zhu Yu, who had long wanted to understand this, found it much more exciting to chat with the old monk.
The old monk studied Buddhism and his basic skills were quite solid.
But Zhu Yu is a college student in the era of the information explosion. Maybe I haven’t researched much, but if I say I’ve seen, heard, and understood a lot of things, it’s really a lot.
He is not good, but he is good!
After going back and forth, the conversation became endless.
Although Zhu Yu couldn't understand why this great wish could be spoken in Chinese so well, he knew that the old monk was really proficient in Buddhism.
Being able to talk to him back and forth would take advantage of the wide range of information received by modern college students.
Otherwise, three or two sentences will be blocked.
Ran Jie was also very surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that his boss could be so good at deceiving him, and he didn't lose at all when confronting the old monk!
Wang Wei stayed outside and came over from time to time to look at Zhu Yu.
The conversation with the old monk continued without interruption, and it was not easy to interrupt.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
"Okay, let's stop here for today." The old monk Hong was willing to stop talking, "Wait a minute, I'll ask them to bring food. I think you are hungry too."
"Then you will eat with us?" Zhu Yu asked.
"No, no, no, I'm learning from the ancients, who taught me not to eat after lunch."
Very good, no wonder Xianfeng Daogu.
What surprised Zhu Yu was that there was a phone in the old monk's meditation room. He picked it up and dialed a number, said a few words, and then put it down.
"The conditions in the village are relatively simple, but the food we eat is very clean."
"Thank you." Zhu Yu nodded in thanks. But what does this old monk do? At least this intention should be true.
[In view of the general environment,
Of course, this did not affect his determination to take those things.
Didn't the old man say: "The Chinese people and the Japanese people are the same. They have only one enemy, which is Japanese imperialism and the Chinese national scum."
Those things were taken away from China by Japanese imperialism, and they would naturally return to the motherland.
After a while, footsteps came from the front yard, and the old monk smiled and said:
"I'm coming."
Sure enough, two middle-aged peasant women hurried over carrying food boxes.
They said a few words to the old monk, then bowed and turned to leave.
It is said to be a food box, but it is actually an old-fashioned wooden suitcase, which is quite bulky.
"Okay, you guys eat, I'll close the door to the front yard."
The old monk said something, turned on the light, and then walked to the front yard. When he passed by Wang Wei, he said, "Miss Yazi, you can come and eat too."
The two food boxes contained fried vegetables, fried fish, fried eggs, rice balls, and natto.
It smelled good. Zhu Yu and the others placed the food on the Kang table and invited Wang Wei to eat together.
Although Wang Wei was a little displeased, she was not sure about this matter. Now that it had reached this point, it was useless to say more.
The three of them were all hungry. Coupled with the aroma of the food itself, they quickly wiped out all these things with their index fingers.
When the old monk came back, the three of them had packed up the food boxes and put them aside.
"It's good to be young!"
The old monk praised them, and then arranged a place for Zhu Yu and the others to live.
The bungalow is indeed a warehouse and utility room. Fortunately, there are two renovated guest rooms. Zhu Yu and Ran Jie live in one room, and Wang Wei lives in the other room.
"It's very quiet and safe here at night. You can rest assured." The old monk warned and went to rest.
After a while, they heard the old monk chanting sutras.
Zhu Yu and Ran Jie looked at each other and became happy.
This is giving yourself a chance!
But both of them were sober. This kind of thing definitely couldn't be done in the first half of the night, and could only wait until the second half of the night.
Of course, it would be better if you could stay one more night and know the old monk's schedule and how long he slept at night.
At midnight, Zhu Yu suddenly opened his eyes.
Then, Ran Jie also opened his eyes.
They heard noises outside.
The barking of dogs in the village and the sounds from the main hall.
The door of the old monk next to him opened.
Zhu Yu and Ran Jie immediately stood up and opened the door.
"Someone broke in outside. Please pay attention to your safety. I'll go over and take a look..."
What the old monk said put Zhu Yu and Ran Jie to shame. They couldn't do such a thing yet.
The old people charge forward and the young people hide behind?
Even though this guy is from Japan.
After all, the thing in the hall, Zhu Yu, has already
Considered as something in the bag.
How can we let others pry at will?
Then Zhu Yu and the others followed the old monk to the main hall in a hurry.
In the main hall, four people are already standing. These four people are currently working in pairs and are prying open the door of the side hall.
Probably because they didn't want to alarm other people, they were very restrained in their actions of prying open the door.
I just didn't expect that the door was too strong, and the lock was an old-fashioned solid lock, which was too laborious to pry.
Then they were discovered by Zhu Yu and others.
Looking at the four people wearing hoods, Zhu Yu laughed dumbly.
One of them can be seen wearing glasses even though he is wearing a hood.
Aren't these the same people during the day?
There was one more person. Zhu Yu guessed that it might be the driver who didn't show up during the day.
The old monk could also tell the whereabouts of several people through the light of the candles in the main hall, and immediately started scolding them.
At first, the man in black was still defending something, but then he probably got angry because of what the old monk said. The man with glasses became angry, threw off his hood, showed his face, pointed at the old monk and started to curse. .
"It surprised me that……"
I don't know when Wang Wei came to Zhu Yu and the others. When she heard the man's words, she couldn't help but say something.
"What's going on?" Zhu Yu asked.
"It's a bit complicated." Wang Wei hesitated and translated:
"The man with glasses said that he was from the Tanaka family, and the things here should belong to him. What the old monk meant was that the Tanaka family had long since disappeared. Everything was from the temple.
The man with glasses said that since his aunt married the last generation head of the family in Tian Zhongnian, he would have the right to inherit. Everyone in the Tanaka family is dead, but he is not dead, so these things should be his.
The old monk said that since his surname was not Tanaka, he was not worthy of inheriting these things, and besides, he had nothing to inherit.
The man with glasses said he could change his surname to Tanaka. He also told the old monk not to play tricks, saying that he had long known from his aunt that there were some antiques from China hidden in this temple.
The old monk refused to admit it, so the man with glasses said that the old monk wanted to monopolize these things..."
What a big show.
At this moment, the men took out their weapons.
Dagger, short sword.
Zhu Yu curled his lips, these people's style of doing things was a bit rough.
This weapon is too inferior!
If you play like this, you will have no interest in it!
When the old monk saw that some people were about to take action, he quickly backed away and shouted something.
Wang Wei quickly translated while hiding behind Ran Jie:
"The man with glasses said he would take action if he didn't hand over the keys. What the old monk meant was that we were guests and this matter had nothing to do with us. He told him not to hurt us..."
"Okay, I'm quite conscientious." Zhu Yu motioned to Ran Jie to protect Wang Wei, and he wanted to step forward to weigh the quality of these goods.
Ran Jie obviously disagreed and took a step forward to take action. Suddenly, there was a noise outside.
Then I watched a dozen people break in from outside the gate with hoes, sticks and the like, and ran towards the main hall in a menacing manner!
The men in black were dumbfounded.
By the time they reacted and were about to run away, they were already blocked by Ran Jie and Zhu Yu.
"Down with them!" Wang Wei was still translating, obviously this was what the old monk had just said.
Most of these dozen people are middle-aged and elderly, but they all have a lot of energy because they have been doing farm work all year round.
In their eyes, the old monk's words were orders, and they simply swung the stick and hit the men in black headlessly.
"Don't hurt the two young men and the girl..." Wang Wei was very dedicated and was still translating at this time, "They are good people..."
The man in black's dagger was like a toy in front of the long stick. Even if one of the bodyguards was trained, his two fists would still be outmatched by four hands.
After blocking, he knocked down a farmer and was hit by three sticks.
It hit the arm and calf, the dagger was knocked away, and the person fell to his knees directly on the ground.
In less than a minute, all four people were knocked to the ground, none of them screamed, and all of them were injured.
Zhu Yu could see that these people were not serious about their attacks and basically did not hold back.
After putting the man down, the old monk said a few words loudly. Wang Wei felt relieved this time and continued to translate softly:
"Thank you for coming to help. Now tie them up and gag them. When dawn tomorrow, take them to the town and hand them over to the police."
The farmers bowed to the old monk one after another, then took out the rope from their waists, tied up the four people, and dragged them away.
"Okay, now let's go back and rest, so that you can laugh." The old monk watched the farmers take the people away, closed the courtyard door, and said to Zhu Yu and the others.
"I'm not laughing. I didn't expect to see such a wonderful show here." Zhu Yu said with a smile, "The master has a high prestige among the villagers!"
"The main reason is that the bull-headed god in this temple is somewhat efficacious. Besides, I also know a little bit of medical skills... I learned them from books. I can cure simple diseases for people in the village, so everyone trusts me."
The old monk didn't hide anything and said:
"The medical books I learned came from you Chinese medicine. By the way, it's called Kampo medicine now?
In fact, I think it is better to call a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Where it comes from is where it comes from, there is no need to change it for some ulterior purpose. Besides, what's the use of changing your name? Everyone understands what this Chinese medicine is all about. "
This is a sensible person!
Zhu Yu smiled.
Of course, the old monk is a sensible person and does not prevent himself from getting what he deserves.
On the contrary, it made him more certain of the importance of these things.
If an old monk can learn medical skills from it, then there may be a lot of good things in it!
