Time fell into a kind of calm.
The noisy Bianjing city seemed to quiet down all of a sudden.
Although there are still undercurrents unavoidable.
But all this seems to have nothing to do with Feng Lin.
His rhythm is already clear and simple.
Do some good deeds every day and accumulate good reputation.
At the same time, he would have fights with Taoist Fujin from time to time, which repeatedly made Taoist Fujin embarrassed and embarrassed.
Others seemed to be stuck in theater-watching mode.
Xie Yundao has gone to the border of Song and Liao to take charge of the overall situation.
The small group headed by him has made no movement for the time being.
"South Amitabha, South Amitabha..." Feng Lin hummed a ditty from his memory with his bald head on his head, walking in the streets and alleys of Bianjing City with a small bag on his back.
Pedestrians passing by couldn't help but smile when they saw him.
Some vegetable vendors even rushed over and stuffed some fruits and vegetables into his pockets. There were also many people who greeted him cordially and even asked him to come over for a casual meal.
It's like he really has friends all over Kyoto and has gained the goodwill of the entire city.
The malice and good intentions of ordinary people are both vague and distinct.
To put it more clearly, they are actually in a kind of 'self-interested' good and evil.
Do good deeds for peace of mind, for blessings, for inner pleasure...or simply for a good reputation. Most of them are not out of some necessary responsibility or lofty ideals.
Doing evil things is mostly to achieve some kind of profit purpose, or to express the resentment and anger accumulated in the heart.
Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why monks are more popular among the people.
Because a large part of Buddhist theory talks about the reincarnation of good and evil and blessings in the next life. In short, doing good things has good rewards. It is like a transaction, balancing the left and right ends without losing money.
Taoism, on the other hand, seems much more vague. It is more about telling others that doing good and avoiding evil is a kind of moral cultivation and a way to calm down. There are no obvious benefits, so naturally it seems a little weak when it comes to educating ordinary people.
Just because people like to "don't understand" doesn't necessarily mean that they are truly good-hearted.
It's more like a subconscious investment.
Feng Linjiang doesn't understand the monk's vest, but his impressive business operation has convinced many people that he is a true virtuous man who is expected to become a Buddha.
At this time, paying a small price to befriend him is a sure-profit investment.
At least...it's more cost-effective than going to the temple to burn incense.
There is no need to care about the cunning of ordinary people.
If you can't tolerate this little trivial matter, then others must sincerely worship you and never back down. It can only be said that the mind is too narrow-minded to achieve great things.
Those who can truly achieve something must accommodate the small interests and thoughts of millions of people, and then unify them on a large scale. Instead of forcing others to act according to your own rules. Although this sounds very sexy, domineering, and handsome, it is actually full of immaturity.
Just like the Buddha demanded equality for all living beings and asked everyone to be kind, this is the general direction and great aspiration. However, there are definitely not a few people who enter the Mahavira Hall and face the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the hall, begging to get rich suddenly, begging to kill people, begging to take away people's wealth, and begging to do all kinds of dirty and dirty things. If the Buddha could not tolerate so much evil and had evil thoughts throughout his life, he insisted on punishing them and killed all these dirty and disrespectful people.
Then the Buddha is not the Buddha, but the Demon Ancestor.
To use a recently fashionable phrase to describe it, that is 'when you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring into you'.
Feng Lin's doing good deeds does not mean that he does not expect anything in return.
Rather, the person being helped by him must also help others and do a good deed within his ability when he has free time and does not hinder others.
This is an ancient way of passing on love.
Because of this, Fenglin gained many believers.
Some temples in Bianjing City also contacted him and wanted to invite him to teach in the temple permanently.
Although in the eyes of orthodox monks, this ignorant monk who appeared out of nowhere is clearly a wild fox Zen.
But just like traffic internet celebrities can also be superstars, when the general trend is coming, they have to pinch their noses and admit it, and let them take advantage of the situation first.
In the future, when the trend dissipates and the limelight is no longer there, it will be okay to kick it away.
Feng Lin chose to ignore the temple's overt support and secret support.
They are just using each other, and even if they are used, they will secretly mock someone about their background, and finally kick him away... This kind of behavior is disgusting.
Feng Lin didn't have that much energy to be conciliatory with them.
Snap!
A chicken bone hit Feng Lin on the forehead without any bias.
Feng Lin's bald head, which was originally shining, suddenly became even more shiny.
Feng Lin was stunned. No matter how he said it, he was actually in the Foundation Establishment Stage... or even at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Such strength cannot be said to be great, but it is not comparable to ordinary people.
A piece of chicken bone hit him on the head so impartially without causing him any alertness.
It's really strange.
Looking in the direction where the chicken bones were thrown, I saw a man leaning on the wooden bridge, holding half a roast chicken in his hand. He grabbed the roast chicken with his greasy claws and his mouth was full of oil.
At first glance, this man is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. However, his face was full of stupidity, and the pedestrians passing by him walked around him. When he saw a slightly prettier lady passing by, he would follow her and show a silly smile.
Feng Lin clasped his hands together, smiled gently at the stupid man, wiped the stains on his head with his sleeves, then walked up and put many fruits and vegetables in his pocket into the other man's arms.
Then turned and left.
Not long after, I suddenly heard an old man crying out in pain.
When I walked forward, I saw an old man with a very disgusting thick sore on his thigh.
The old man was still crying and howling, and the general meaning of his words was that he was unfortunately suffering from a serious disease, and he needed someone to suck out the venom from the sore with his mouth to recover. However, the children in the family were unfilial and no one was willing to serve him. Instead, he was kicked out of the house.
After hearing this, the people around him naturally followed the children who spurned the old man, but no one came forward to help.
After all, those sores looked disgusting and terrifying.
Feng Lin stood on the side of the road, but he had already fully realized what was going on.
"Here it comes! Routine! It's all a routine! It seems that my recent behavior has caught the eyes of the Eight Immortals, and they have raised their expectations of me. So they set the test questions themselves."
"It's obvious that the stupid big man before and the old man with the malignant sores in front of me are all tests. Maybe that's not all, there will be more later. I heard that Zhong Liquan was so heartbroken in the past that he wanted to enlighten Lu Dongbin. tested him ten times,"
"According to common sense, I should step forward and inhale the strong poison from the sores without hesitation to cure the old man. But...it's really disgusting. If I can qualify like this, then...this ninth person among the Eight Immortals, No matter what! Besides, if I really do this, my subscription will be lost!" Feng Lin was thinking about all kinds of messy thoughts.
The old man's whining sound became louder, as if urging him to make a decision quickly.
