"Hide it, hide it, don't look at it."
"Zhang Yutang is here, everyone should be careful about their daughter, don't let him see her."
"Yes, that boy sleeps among flowers and willows, plays songs every night, and loves to seduce good families, turning into a walking cannon...
If I had such a son, he would be buried in a pile of dung and drowned early in the morning. How could the Zhang family master be so kind, how could he discipline such a scum? "
"When you are old enough to have a son, Mr. Zhang is a bit doting on him, but this guy is really too shameful."
"To spoil your son is to kill your son. You see, a few days ago, the big families in the city sent their outstanding children to Green Willow Villa to learn their skills, and Mr. Zhang also sent them.
As a result, everyone else was fine, but Zhang Yutang was kicked out by Yang Guanzhu, saying that he had evil intentions and was destined to die..."
"Yeah, if this kind of person can learn this skill, wouldn't it bring trouble to more women? In my opinion, it would be okay if Erlang Zhenjun directly castrated him and then took him into his sect."
Well, this is a more constructive opinion.
Hearing this, Yang Lin took a special look at the man who said he had castrated Zhang Yutang. As expected, he saw a thick green light on his head, and he immediately understood.
In the midst of everyone's discussion, a young man with red lips and white teeth walked over from a distance, and the crowd immediately became commotion.
It actually dissipated the fanaticism in my heart a little bit.
Even though the Zen master is powerful, he doesn't eat or drink while watching a play. If his precious daughter is tricked into going there, she will definitely cry to death.
Although Zhang Yutang looks elegant and handsome, his reputation is so bad that even ordinary people look down on him. This shows how unpopular his actions are.
"Monk, there is someone living in my heart, but I don't know who it is. However, when I dream, I always think of her, how do you think I can find her?"
At least at this moment, Zhang Yutang was sincere.
He had previously heard reports from his servants about the miraculous power of this monk. He also heard various merchants talk about the spiritual power of Jinshan Temple on weekdays, and he had some plans in his mind.
Legend has it that Buddhism is very good at reincarnation in past and present lives. Zhang Yutang suspected that he had a good marriage in his previous life, so he never forgets it in this life.
Just to find this person, he traveled all over Huacong.
It's a pity that no matter how much he has been dissolute over the years, he has not hesitated to tarnish his reputation and spied on young girls and young wives regardless of the occasion, he still has not found the one in his heart.
I am often very distressed.
"Lian Lian, you and I have agreed for a hundred years. If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will wait on the Naihe Bridge for three years..."
Obviously, Zhang Yutang has automatically inserted himself into the love story of an infatuated young man in his past and present lives.
He also found a decent enough reason for his behavior of looking for flowers and flowers.
Fa Hai turned around to look, his eyes shining with golden light, he looked at Zhang Yutang intently, and for the first time he squeezed out a smile: "It turns out it's you, fate gathers and falls apart, fate is like water, and in heaven and earth for three hundred years , this love has lasted seven lives, but you have remembered it for three hundred years, and it still remains unchanged to this day. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."
"Zen Master, you know what I'm thinking, right?"
Zhang Yutang's expression changed greatly, and he grabbed Fahai's cassock, his expression ecstatic.
"If Zen Master can help me find that person, not to mention spreading the Dharma to Hangzhou, my Zhang family has business all over Jiuzhou, and I will definitely spread the name for you and work on your behalf."
Yang Lin frowned slightly.
Of course he knew who Zhang Yutang was, but he guessed it based on some prophetic legends.
But Fahai could see it at a glance.
It is said that Buddhism has a wise eye, which can see people's past and present lives, ten reincarnations, observe the workmanship of utensils, and understand various uses. Compared with the celestial eye, it is not said who is stronger and who is weaker in power, but it also has the same effect.
This monk is really extraordinary.
No wonder, Fahai could never hide those demons and monsters under his eyes. Even the White Snake, who had cultivated for 1,700 years, could see through his origins at a glance.
It really shouldn’t be underestimated.
'Then, I won't start a small fight with you and just use my big move. '
Yang Lin thought for a moment, and his thoughts merged into the faintness, sinking into the three Erlang Temples in Hangzhou.
"Zhenjun Erlang, show your sage."
With their thoughts attached, the three statues exerted their strength together, and their divine power surged like a tide.
On an invisible level, thin threads of divine power formed a vast sky net, directly covering the entire Hangzhou.
All the common men and women who have chanted and worshiped the True Monarch Erlang, at this moment, all have a thought in their hearts: "Monsters mess with the law and try to please the public. They should not be watched or recited. If you don't take it for granted, the blame will be defeated."
It’s not about forcibly changing everyone’s thoughts and emotions.
If Yang Lin wanted to achieve this step, even though Yang Lin had gathered a lot of incense power, he still couldn't do it.
It is possible to subtly plant a little doubt in everyone's mind.
As long as you follow the belief line of the people when they worship, you can transmit your own thoughts back against the trend. As for all kinds of complicated or ridiculous appeals, they are all intercepted with martial arts orders.
Only enjoy its benefits and not suffer any harm.
Threads of faith are spread throughout the city, and even the prefect Zhao Mingxing has not missed them. You must know that this official also secretly paid homage to the True Monarch Erlang behind the backs of his subordinates and their wives.
What he wants is simple. What he wants is to rise to the top, be promoted, make a fortune and kill his wife.
Even the magistrate would rather believe that something is there than worship something that is not there. In Hangzhou City, as long as the people want peace of mind and have heard of miraculous things, how can they not worship?
Even if you follow the crowd, you still have to burn a few sticks of incense and burn two pieces of paper, but it doesn't cost much anyway.
In this way, the divine power network becomes airtight and spreads all over the place.
Yang Lin was very good at using it.
His move was very cruel.
The effect.
Instant results.
Following the monk, more and more people gathered, and soon someone patted their foreheads and shouted: "Ah, I forgot to collect the clothes at home."
Just turn around and leave.
Someone was holding his baby and looking around, "Where's my baby? Where's my baby? He's not back yet. He has to cook. Don't let him be hungry later."
"It's broken. I suddenly remembered that I was still boiling medicine at home? It's time to get drunk now."
Another person hurried home.
All kinds of strange reasons were found.
Most of them are idlers who turn around and leave without saying a word.
Soon, the place before and behind Monk Fahai became deserted. No one followed him, and no one made any noise or comments.
Of course, except Zhang Yutang.
This playboy is a godless person.
Perhaps, it was because he was resentful for not being admitted to Green Willow Villa.
Others worshiped the True Lord Erlang, but he held his breath and refused to worship, so he was not affected.
"what happened?"
Zhang Yutang was still confused and wanted to ask Fa Hai what happened, but he was unexpectedly pinched hard by two followers who came in a hurry from behind.
"Sir, I am very angry. I wonder who provoked him?
I heard that you will be taken back and detained for half a month. Don't talk back. Otherwise, even if the old lady comes to intercede in person this time, she won't be able to protect you. "
Kong Wu's powerful entourage spoke in a low voice, and did not forget to cover Zhang Yutang's mouth with his thick palm so that he could not speak a word. He then loaded up the carriage and left.
The wind blew up a few fallen leaves.
Fluttering.
The sea of Fahai is extremely messy. He has thousands of spells and means, but at this time, he can't do anything.
The key to whether a sect is prosperous, whether it can gain faith and make people admire and worship it, is to win people.
If there is no one around, even if you call Buddha your ancestor behind closed doors, no one will care.
No matter how talented you are, you can only hit the air.
You can't forcibly detain the people, let's go and listen to him teach the Dharma.
Even if he is not a monster, he will be labeled as a monster.
What about incense?
