After leaving the mountains, Ye Ming and his party started heading east, intending to leave Chenzhou.
What I saw along the way was that the army under General Dong was already undergoing comprehensive reorganization. If nothing unexpected happened, the world would be in chaos in as little as one month or as slowly as three months.
When passing Shoushui City, Ye Ming discovered that Duke Shou was not completely unprepared. He was already recruiting soldiers and civilians to prepare for retreat at any time.
It seems that they are planning to give up Shoushui City and Chenzhou as soon as possible.
Sometimes things in the world are so strange. Obviously most people know what Dong Lushan wants to do, but no one is willing to expose and face it. They all deceive themselves with false lies and pin the safety of the country on the other side. In the character that does not exist.
Ye Ming didn't care about this. He just taught Maisui how to control and hide his own demonic energy along the way.
As long as she controls it properly and doesn't actively use spells, no one will find out that she is a magic monk.
Although Maisui now remembers his name, Tang Yanhan.
But whether it is Ye Ming, Lei Ling or Mai Sui himself, they all prefer the name "Mai Sui".
Traveling all the way eastward, we left Chenzhou and arrived at Xinzhou. Winter was coming to an end and it was already the twelfth lunar month.
Xinzhou connects Chenzhou to the west and Puzhou to the east. The capital is in Puzhou to the east.
The topography of Xinzhou is diagonal on the map. If you go straight, you only need to pass through a government office to reach Puzhou.
On this day, Ye Ming and his party came to Donglan County under the jurisdiction of the Zhengwen Government.
Donglan County is relatively prosperous, and the living standards of the people are not bad. At least ordinary people can barely survive.
Once here, Ye Ming became a poor blind man with no money. He only relied on setting up a stall to tell fortunes, and lived without a meal.
Maisui looked cold, waving the "blind calculation" flag without emotion, and helped Ye Ming attract customers.
There are many people here who are willing to tell fortunes, but none of them come to Ye Ming.
Because there is a local fortune teller in linen clothes who is quite famous here. Everyone has their fortune told by someone else, and they do not trust Ye Ming, a blind fortune teller from outside.
"Hey~~ It looks like I'm going to be hungry today and sleep on the street."
Ye Ming sighed indifferently, glanced at the wild dog passing by that was very cruel to Lei Ling, and said with a smile,
"Instead of killing a wild dog, you can eat dog meat."
The wild dog seemed to sense the danger and ran away with its tail between its legs.
Seeing this, Lei Ling, who was held in Mai Sui's arms, let out a cat's meow.
Just when Ye Ming thought there was no business today, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at a bald young man walking on the street.
This young man is bald, but has no ring scars. He is not wearing a monk's robe, but is made like a monk's robe. He holds a Buddhist bead in one hand and salutes. People who don't know will definitely mistake him for a monk.
Seeing this person, Ye Ming winked at Maisui without opening his eyes.
Seeing Ye Ming's "eyes", Maisui stepped forward with a straight face and grabbed the young man's sleeve.
The young man was suddenly pulled, and was slightly startled. He looked at Maisui, whose clothes were a little shabby. After thinking for a while, he took out two copper coins from his wallet and handed them to Maisui.
The wheat ear didn't pick it up, and just looked at him with a cold face.
Seeing this, the young man took out two more copper coins, making a total of four coins, and handed them to Maisui.
Maisui still didn't answer, but said without emotion:
"Come here and tell your fortune."
When the young man heard this, he shook his head and said:
"No, I only believe in my Buddha, and I don't ask charlatans to tell my fortune."
Seeing that he was disobedient, Maisui grabbed the young man's sleeve and pulled him toward Ye Ming.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to buy or sell by force?"
The young man resisted with all his strength, but found that he was not as strong as a child and was being dragged away.
Fortunately, the two parties were not far apart, otherwise the clothes would have been torn.
Pulling the young man in front of Ye Ming, Maisui let go.
Ye Ming closed his eyes and looked at the young man with interest:
"What do you want your Excellency to do?"
"Don't count your fate, I don't count your fate."
The young man said something, turned around and left.
But just as he turned around, Maisui grabbed the corner of his clothes again and pulled him back.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to tell fortunes, I won't force you."
Ye Ming waved his hand, indicating that he would not be embarrassed.
The young man wanted to leave again, but was pulled back by wheat ears.
"I said, I don't count my fortune."
The young man was a little impatient, but Maisui just held on to him.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't count your fortune, just leave."
Ye Ming looked quite casual.
But Maisui just held him and wouldn't let go, leaving the young man quite helpless.
"Okay, tell me your fortune!"
"You did this voluntarily, I didn't force you!"
Ye Ming reminded.
The young man looked at the corner of his clothes held by wheat ears and sighed:
"Yes, you did not force me..."
"Okay, then what do you want to do?"
"Help me calculate when I can officially escape into Buddhism."
The young man said he didn't count, but when he really counted, he directly asked the question he was most concerned about.
Hearing this, Ye Ming took out the tortoise shell and did the math for him, then the corner of his mouth curled up:
"Well, you are very determined to enter Buddhism. Very good, very good."
"What kind of answer is this? It's the same as saying it or not."
The young man said with some dissatisfaction.
Ye Ming asked directly:
"What's your name?"
"Chang Hanzhe."
"Do you really want to enter Buddhism?"
"Of course, it's incredible. I don't know how many temples have been transferred.
It’s just that the abbots of various temples always say that my destiny has not yet arrived and it is not yet time.
I shaved my head and wore monk robes, ready to escape into Buddhism at any time. "
As soon as Chang Hanzhe talked about becoming a monk, he immediately became energetic and eloquent.
Seeing this, Ye Ming asked again:
"Then why do you want to become a monk?"
"Of course it's because Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all living beings and is the way to save all living beings. Naturally, I practice Buddhism to save all living beings."
Chang Hanzhe answered without hesitation, his face full of expectation, and continued,
"I've even thought about my name after becoming a monk, so I'll call it - Zhizhang!"
After chatting with Chang Hanzhe for a while, this passionate young man knew a lot about Buddhism, knew all kinds of allusions in detail, and knew many scriptures by heart.
After talking for a long time, Chang Hanzhe remembered that he still had something to do, so he took something out of his wallet...
Hey, where is my wallet?
Chang Hanzhe was confused. Why was his wallet missing?
There were no outsiders around just now. Where is the money bag?
It was there just now!
After looking at Ye Ming, he was a blind man who was still leaning against the wall. No matter how he looked, he had no chance to steal his money bag.
He looked at Maisui again. Such a child didn't look like...
Chang Hanzhe was a little anxious, why was the money bag missing?
"Quick, help me figure out who stole my wallet!"
The anxious Chang Hanzhe asked Ye Ming for help no matter what.
Ye Ming heard this and said:
"It can be settled, just give me the money."
"The money has been stolen, please help me calculate it first, and then I will give you the money."
"You give the money first, and I'll do the math later."
The two of them had sex...
Chang Hanzhe was very anxious, but Ye Ming told him not to be anxious yet.
He looked around, not knowing what to do.
Ye Ming looked calm and calm, which made Chang Hanzhe angry.
But he also knew that Ye Ming was not to blame for this. As soon as his mind turned around, he suddenly thought that there was another Ma Yi divine calculation here.
Just do what you think of, ignore Ye Ming, and run quickly to Mayi Shensuan's shop.
The linen fortune-telling fortune teller opened a small fortune-telling shop, and the business was good. At this time, someone was telling fortunes.
Chang Hanzhe stepped forward in a hurry:
"Everyone, please give way, I have something urgent!"
Seeing his hurried look, everyone was a little curious, so they asked him to do the math first.
"God's calculation, quickly, figure out where my money bag is!"
Seeing that he was extremely anxious, God didn't say much, just pinched his fingers and settled.
After calculating for a while, Shensuan glanced at the direction of Ye Ming, shook his head and said:
"I have nothing to do with you, go find someone else!"
This result made Chang Hanzhe sigh in despair.
In the vast sea of people, how can he find the lost thing on his own?
Just when Chang Hanzhe was sighing, he saw Ye Ming walking over leisurely with wheat ears and a donkey behind him, waving to him.
It's just that I feel like he greeted the wrong target, and ended up behind me.
The fortune teller at the booth behind saw Ye Ming greeting him, nodded slightly, didn't say anything more, and just continued to tell the next person's fortune.
Everyone saw that Chang Hanzhe had just lost his money bag, so they had no interest in paying attention to him anymore and continued to tell fortunes.
"Mr. Chang, money is something external to the body. As a person who is about to escape into Buddhism, why do you care about such worldly things?"
Ye Ming engages in angles that have nothing to do with himself and advises people to be generous.
"Am I not a monk yet? Besides, there are ten taels of silver in that purse that I plan to donate to Donglan Temple!
Without this money, how can I go to Donglan Temple to become a monk? "
Chang Hanzhe said, squatting on the ground with a dejected look on his face, like an aspiring young man, almost crying.
Ye Ming patted Chang Hanzhe on the shoulder and comforted:
“If you think about it, the temple’s admission does not all depend on the amount of money donated.
Maybe Donglan Temple won't let you in because you haven't paid, isn't that the same as saving a fortune and seeing a temple clearly? "
When Chang Hanzhe heard this, his eyes widened immediately, thinking that Ye Ming was slandering:
"You don't have to talk nonsense. The people in the Buddhist temple are nothing. How could it be like this!"
"Since you can enter a Samana without money, it doesn't matter whether you lose your money or not, right?"
After Ye Ming said something, he patted Chang Hanzhe on the shoulder and said,
"Anyway, the money has been lost, so why not try your luck at Donglan Temple now? What do you think?"
Hearing what Ye Ming said, Chang Hanzhe also felt that it made some sense.
Knowing that the lost money might not be recovered, he had no choice but to try his luck as Ye Ming said.
Donglan Temple is located five miles outside of Donglan County. It is located on a hill in an excellent location. At the foot of the mountain is the official road. There is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, so Donglan Temple is always popular.
People in Buddhism also use incense, but it is usually used to cast merit and gold bodies.
The Golden Body of Merit and the Golden Body of Bitter Fruit belong to two different paths, but they have different approaches but the same purpose.
It's just that there are very few people in Donglan Temple who truly practice Buddhism. At a glance, most of them are just mortals wearing monk robes.
This is comparable to most temples across the country. Generally, it is this kind of temple that tarnishes the reputation of Buddhism.
This is especially true for some monks and temples who lend money at high interest rates, occupy fields and houses, and force people to death.
Of course, this is only seen from Ye Ming's perspective.
In the eyes of others, those polite monks are all virtuous monks.
Especially when you see the old abbot of Donglan Temple standing in the main hall from a distance, it gives people a sense of solemnity.
When he came here, Chang Hanzhe felt a little nervous and couldn't even speak fluently.
"Mr. Chang, what are you doing standing still? Come up and express your feelings!"
Ye Ming poked Chang Hanzhe's waist and encouraged him to go forward.
Chang Hanzhe was a little timid and shrank his neck, not daring to step forward.
"Mr. Yang, with so many people here, isn't it inappropriate to talk about this? Look, how about we wait?"
Ye Ming somewhat understood why this guy visited many temples, but they were still unwilling to accept him.
"Okay, it's your business anyway. If you're willing to wait, then just wait."
Ye Ming, who looked indifferent, stretched out and rested against the wall.
But after a while, a monk wearing monk's robes came over.
"Where did the beggar come from? Didn't you see that this is Donglan Temple? Why are you lying down here? Let's go, let's go!"
The monk started chasing people away without saying anything.
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