Xu Zimo looked at the old man with a half-smile.
The old man was also very thick-skinned and continued: "Donor, this incense smells really good, and the Buddha is also a real spirit. You can try it."
"What if it doesn't work?" Xu Zimo asked.
"If it doesn't work, you can demolish my temple," the old man said confidently.
Xu Zimo looked around and looked at the dilapidated temple.
He smiled and said, "Is it still necessary to dismantle this?"
“The building is in ruins, what will happen if it is demolished?”
Regarding Xu Zimo's words, the old man quickly reminded: "Donors, please don't talk nonsense. All the Buddhas in the sky are listening."
"I heard others say that the barefoot monk of Yunjian Temple is a liar," Xu Zimo asked.
He looked down.
This barefoot monk is indeed barefoot, without shoes.
I also smell a little bit stinky.
It felt like I hadn't taken a shower in years.
"fraud?
Donor, why are you slandering someone's innocence for no reason?" The barefoot monk became anxious.
He quickly said: "Buddha is in his heart, it's up to you whether you believe it or not."
"Then I'll believe it once," Xu Zimo said suddenly.
In the surprised eyes of the barefoot monk, Xu Zimo took the incense and threw hundreds of spiritual stones over.
Seeing this scene, the barefoot monk himself did not react.
"This person actually bought it?"
You must know that the reputation of Yunjian Temple has become bad over the years, and no one believes in the Buddha anymore.
Not to mention the expensive incense.
He was just talking casually, but he didn't expect Xu Zimo to actually give him money.
But he looked at Xu Zimo.
I always feel that the other person is not a sincere believer.
Then what is the origin of the other party and what is its purpose.
While the barefoot monk was thinking, Xu Zimo came to the Jade Buddha.
He lit the incense in his hand and put on a few sticks of incense.
But he did not worship Buddha.
Sending incense is enough. He will not worship anyone except his parents in this life.
………
Looking at the Jade Buddha that was split into two by the sword mark, Xu Zimo asked: "Have you never thought about repairing the Buddha statue?"
"No money," the barefoot monk said very bachelorly.
"Don't your Buddha give you money?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Since worshiping Buddha is so effective, you can definitely ask for wealth!"
"Amitabha," the old man clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly.
"As a monk, everything is empty. How can you bend your back for things outside of yourself?"
"Yunjian Temple is so dirty, why don't you clean it up?"
Xu Zimo asked again.
"This has nothing to do with money. You can clean the temple yourself."
"If you really don't want to clean it, then close it early. Why continue like this?"
The barefoot monk didn't even laugh at Xu Zimo's words.
He saw that Xu Zimo came here for a purpose, and it was not a good thing.
Then he said: "The donor seems to have too many problems."
Xu Zimo was too lazy to talk to him.
He stretched out his hand and took out the other half of the soul that represented the Three-Eyed Demon Lord.
Now the soul has been eroded and polluted, just like a completely unconscious spirit body.
Seeing the soul of the other half, the barefoot monk opened his mouth wide and could not close it for a long time.
"I bought the incense. Didn't you say it was very effective? Now help me realize my wish," Xu Zimo said.
"I hope Lord Buddha can help me save this soul."
"Donor, Buddha also needs time," said the barefoot monk.
"Why don't you go back and wait for a few days?"
"Barefoot monk," Xu Zimo said directly.
"What's the point of staying here?"
There was nothing to hide between the two of them. The barefoot monk concealed his smile and regained his composure.
Looking at Xu Zimo, he asked: "Who are you?"
The barefoot monk would naturally not say anything random before he was sure whether the other party was friend or foe.
Xu Zimo first took out the token given to him by the longevity old man.
This is considered a token.
The moment he saw the token, the barefoot monk was slightly startled.
Then he said: "Are you an old friend?"
"It's not an old friend, but someone gave it to me," Xu Zimo said.
"I want to know, is there any connection between Yunjian Temple and the Buddhist Kingdom?"
"You don't need to be too vigilant. Today's Buddhist country has declined to this point. Is there anything left to be afraid of and anything to lose?"
The barefoot monk was thinking about Xu Zimo's words.
After a long time, he raised his head.
Said: "There is no Buddhist country in the world, only Yunjian Temple."
The meaning of this is very simple. The Buddhist Kingdom and Yunjian Temple are one.
It's just that the two seem different.
"What about the Jade Mountain Buddha?" Xu Zimo asked, "Is it still alive?"
"In other words, there is a new Buddha Lord now."
As if he felt that Xu Zimo knew a lot of things, the barefoot monk said: "There is no Buddhist country anymore, and naturally there is no Buddha Lord."
"The Jade Mountain Buddha has long since died, and now I am the only one left."
"What exactly happened in Kanglong Mountain back then?" Xu Zimo asked.
The barefoot monk was silent for a moment.
He said: "This is the Holy Court. The Buddha wanted to revitalize the Buddha's kingdom, but it's a pity that the Holy Court was indifferent."
"Their eyes have been staring at us remnants of the old era."
Xu Zimo did not refute this.
The Holy Court was indeed very afraid of the original Demon Clan and some of its people.
Even though it's been so long.
If they were all like the barefoot monks, they would just eat and wait to die.
But if Yushan Buddha wanted to revive the Buddhist kingdom, how could the Holy Court allow it?
Xu Zimo did not know Yushan Buddha.
Or perhaps at the time when the Buddhist kingdom was at its peak, the Jade Mountain Buddha had not yet been born.
He lived in an era when the Buddhist kingdom had declined.
In other words, Yushan Buddha is just an idealist.
After his death, the Buddhist kingdom completely declined.
The barefoot monk in front of me may be the last one. He does not have the talent and spirit of the Buddha.
I can only guard Yunjian Temple, and this dilapidated temple will eventually die alone.
"Who are you?" The barefoot monk was still very confused about Xu Zimo's identity.
After all, not many people know the secrets from long ago.
Xu Zimo did not speak, but stretched out his hands.
The wisps of demonic energy lingered at the fingertips.
"Devil...Devil..."
The barefoot monk murmured to himself, and he even felt that he was hallucinating.
You must know that in the history of the Buddhist Kingdom, during the most peak years, the Buddhist Kingdom rose with the support of the demon clan.
This is something everyone in Buddhist country knows.
It's a pity that the demons succeed and the demons fail.
Compared to the Buddhist kingdom, the fate of the demons seems to be worse.
The barefoot monk never thought that he would see the demons again in his lifetime.
At the moment, he no longer had any doubts about Xu Zimo's identity.
"You...are you here for that thing?"
asked the barefoot monk.
This made Xu Zimo a little confused and asked: "What do you mean!" (End of Chapter)
