Fahai travels through Tang Sanzang

The golden body of Buddha enshrined in the temple has become dirty.

This filth is not on the surface, but mixed with the incense enshrined in the golden body.

What is even more strange is that in the Ciyun Temple of Jinping Mansion, the incense that was supposed to be enshrined to the Buddha did not seem to be stored in the Lingshan Mountain, but just kept accumulating in the golden body above the main hall.

Regardless of why the golden body of the Buddha here is contaminated with filth, but the Buddha refused to accept the incense from Jinping Mansion, does it also mean that the Buddha is well aware of the affairs of this place?

At that time in the main hall, Fa Hai secretly recited the mantra, intending to use the golden body of the Buddha statue to communicate with the Buddha, but if nothing came to light, there was no reply.

Of course, Fa Hai would not sit idly by and ignore this matter, but because he was a newcomer, his actions just now were a little impulsive, and he didn't know the local customs well enough, so he didn't move lightly.

No matter what kind of incident it is, only when the truth is found out can the right medicine be prescribed, otherwise the disease will not be cured, and the situation will be worsened.

The eight spiritual bodies of Wukong, Xiaobailong and Wujing were all sent out by Fahai.

Because they don't know where the problem is, they can only use such a method of casting a wide net, but they are not looking for a needle in a haystack, but just a few places to go.

Firstly, to detect whether there are ghosts and ghosts in the city and surrounding mountains;
The second is to find out whether it is the local government, wealthy families and big families, who are bullying the people in the fish and meat village;

The third is to see if the pilgrims have done anything to corrupt Buddha's virtue.

For the rest, when investigating the three items, they also checked together.

Dangdang Dangdang!
"Hey, why is it suddenly so lively outside Master? Disciple, go out and have a look~"

At this moment only Bajie was guarding the master, and when he heard the gongs and drums outside, he ran out to have a look, and came back to report: "Master, there are believers in the neighborhood, and the old master who brought the lamp to offer Buddha is also outside, saying Invited Master to go and see together.”

"Since it was invited by the head of the hospital, let's go out and have a look together."

After all, I lost interest, so I just glanced at it and gave up.

The old master was also discerning. Seeing that Master Sanzang lacked interest at the moment, he didn't force him to stay. He just said a few words and asked the monks to leave. Then he personally sent Master Sanzang back to the room. I just watched the mage's lack of energy, could it be that he misses the moon of his hometown?"

After all, the old master is kind-hearted. He just heard that Master Sanzang has been traveling abroad for 14 years. Master Sanzang felt homesick, so he asked about it.

Not to mention. Fa Hai, who didn't have such thoughts at first, suddenly thought of Jinshan Temple in his mind after hearing the words of the old courtyard master.

All kinds of characters from that year, as well as the full moon in the south of the Yangtze River, seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

"Amitabha." Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name, and a question rang in his heart: "If the White Snake meets Xu Xian again after hundreds of years, there may be a way to achieve both. After all, it depends on human effort."

Beautiful love is always desirable.

And Fa Hai, who has been in the world for 14 years, is used to seeing the ups and downs and joys and sorrows in the world. He used to think about detachment, and wanted to prove the Tao, but now he has already understood that what he cares about is not the fruit status of Lingshan, but Talking about arhats and bodhisattvas, even if they become Buddhas, they seem to be inferior to this nostalgic world of mortals.

The poor monk may be a spectator, but who said that the spectator is not in the world of mortals?
Seeing that Master Sanzang was contemplating, the master didn't ask any more questions, but said when he finally left, "The backyard of my temple is a good place to go. Master, you can go to relax tomorrow morning."

"good."

Back in the wing room, Fa Hai placed all the Buddhist scriptures collected along the way in front of him.

The Buddha never forbade Mahayana Buddhism to spread in Tianzhu. In fact, all kinds of Buddhist scriptures can be collected in these folk Buddhist temples without going to Lingshan.

Maybe it's not the original, or there may be private goods carried by the transcriber, but in Fa Hai's view, these are the real treasures of Buddhism, and there are many Buddhist scriptures that he has never seen before.

The more he went deep into Tianzhu, the more scriptures Fahai had in his hands, and Fahai seemed to understand why the Buddha and Bodhisattvas didn't send people to the Tang Dynasty, but let him come to get the scriptures.

It is nothing more than words on paper, no matter how small the words are, no matter how profound the Buddha Dharma is, it is the perception of others.

Only by walking step by step by yourself can you truly appreciate the mystery.

Perhaps in my own world, the Consciousness-Wei School of Buddhism passed down by Master Sanzang was cut off for two generations, so no one can feel the true meaning of it. After Zhantan Gongde Buddha learned the scriptures by himself, he went to the Lingshan Taoist Temple. There is a time of apparition.

That is to say, the ashram of Dou Victory Buddha and the emissary of the altar is not in Lingshan, and they can show their holiness in the world from time to time.

At this moment, Fa Hai was thinking, if he was replaced by himself this time, would he be able to reproduce the Buddha Dharma of the Consciousness-Wei School?
But still the same sentence, it’s up to people to do it, if you don’t do it, how will you know if it’s going to work?

After reading the scriptures all night, Fa Hai didn't feel tired, but was full of energy, eager to learn Buddhism with the eight hundred arhats.

Looking back, I saw that Bajie didn't look like he was sleeping at all, and when he opened and closed his mouth, he was drooling. He shook his head with a smile, but didn't wake him up, and opened the door by himself and stepped out.

Taking a deep breath of the morning air, I felt refreshed and broad-minded.

It's just that the three disciples haven't come back yet. It seems that the business of Jinping's mansion is not small. Fa Hai's brows, which had been stretched in Yuhua Prefecture with great difficulty, gradually frowned now.

I don't know what they all found.

It is the first lunar month and the new year is coming.

Fa Hai remembered what the old homeowner said last night, so he walked to the backyard, the garden is elegant, and the scenery Yansen walked around, it is indeed a good place.

Not long after, the Great Sage came back first.

When he came to the room, he saw that Bajie was sleeping soundly, but the master's absence didn't disturb his sweet dreams, so he went to the back garden to find his master.

Seeing the peach blossoms turning red and the willows turning green in front of him, the Great Sage reported to Master from the side:

"The disciple went to visit the magistrates in the city and the mansions of the nobles in the county. I have never seen them bullying the people. Even if there are some inappropriate things, it is inevitable. After all, bullying people are not uncommon anywhere. However, after careful teaching by the disciples, they are all willing to do good things. During the period, the disciples found out something that seemed common in the local area, but it was actually quite inappropriate, so they spent more hours in the investigation, so it was delayed."

"Speak carefully." Fa Hai sat in a gazebo.

"I don't know, master, do you still remember that the head of the house once said that there is a golden lantern bridge during the Shangyuan festival in Jinping's mansion?"

Fa Hai nodded: "It's true, I remember it, Master."

"I went to visit last night. There are three golden lamps on the Golden Lamp Bridge. The lamps are as big as jars. There is sesame oil in the lamps. This oil is not ordinary oil, but crispy sesame oil. Three lamps, each The vat weighs five hundred catties, and the three vats total 49 catties. It is said that the lamp is only lit for three nights, that is, last night, tonight and tomorrow night.” The Great Sage paused, “My disciple was surprised at the time, saying that five hundred catties of lamp oil Even if there are [-] headlight horses in each tank, they are all made of lamp grass, wrapped in silk floss, and as thick as a chicken. How can they be lit in three nights? People say that they only light up at night to see the Buddha. Show up, the oil will be gone tomorrow night, and the lamp will be dimmed."

"Buddha." From Wukong's words, Fa Hai extracted the key information very keenly. "Where is the Buddha who likes to collect sesame oil for offering?"

Wukong said angrily: "Master, no matter where the Buddha is, do you know how much this sesame oil is worth?"

"Say it."

"People say that each tael of this oil is worth two taels of silver, and each catty is worth 32 taels of silver. These three lamps are worth 8000 taels of silver in total. There will be more than 240 taels of silver for miscellaneous payments. It was only lit for three nights. However, these sesame oils are offered by only 200 large lamp oil households every year, and each family needs to spend more than [-] taels of silver for one year." The great sage clasped his hands and said: "All the errands in the prefecture and county are not bad. Ping Shan, but this big sesame oil owner is very tired from eating."

"It's not a secret. It's a custom that has been passed down in Jinping Mansion for many years. It is said that when the oil is ready in the next day, it means that the Buddha puts down the lamp, and the grain will be plentiful; if you don't do it for a year, it will be years." There is a drought, and the wind and rain do not adjust. That's why everyone wants this offering, and people all over the city, from ancient times to the present, are all such legends."

"The disciple thinks that the filth of the Buddha's golden body may have something to do with this matter."

After the Great Sage finished speaking, Wu Jing also came back. He went to investigate the pilgrims everywhere, and he also explained his findings seriously.

The pilgrims are all very pious, and there is nothing particularly bad about their virtues. Even if some of them behave improperly, he has taught them carefully, and they have been devoted to goodness ever since.

Then it also talked about the legend of the golden lamp.

"I went to Mintian County. The county is 240 miles long. Every year, the censors extract the sesame oil. It is to use the sesame oil to light the golden lamps for three nights to worship the Buddha." Wujing paused, and then said: "It is also because they know that even the big households will be affected, so the prefects and county magistrates have exempted them from taxes in other places and only paid for this item. Otherwise, even the big households will have a hard time."

The Great Sage couldn't help but sneered, "I don't know who is merciful for a moment."

"Compassionate?" Fa Hai said, "If it's really compassionate, then the government should give money to buy this [-] catties of sesame oil every year as an offering."

After listening to Master's words, the Great Sage suddenly thought of another thing, "Master, did you say that this sesame oil was really taken by the Buddha?"

Bajie, who didn't know when he came over, suddenly answered, "I think it's probably the Buddha who died, otherwise, what did the mouse spirit I met a while ago eat?"

"Second senior brother, you may have misunderstood the Buddha this time." This is the little white dragon who came back last. A Qinglong mountain, there is a Xuanying cave in this Qinglong mountain. There are three goblins in the cave: the big one is named King Pihan, the second one is called King Pishu, and the third one is called King Pichen. They are three rhinoceros spirits."

"The disciples found out that they are all goblins who have attained the Tao for thousands of years. They have become fine since their children loved to eat crispy sesame oil. They came here to pretend to be Buddha statues, coaxed the officials of Jinping Mansion, and set up golden lamps. The lamp oil uses crispy sesame oil. Every year In the middle of the first lunar month, it is these three demon kings who are acting in the name of Buddha by changing Buddha statues to collect oil."

"How did you find out so clearly?" the Great Sage asked.

"It's also because these rhinoceros have visited my West Sea Dragon Palace. When I was young, my father and elder brother mentioned them, so when I recognized them in Qinglong Mountain, I went back to the West Sea and asked my elder brother for advice. Afterwards, it was to investigate whether they were eating people in Jinping Mansion for evil, causing harm to one side. That's why we came a little late."

"how?"

"I only ate sesame oil, but I have never eaten human beings. Because they are all water, they also have some methods of rainwater. Therefore, they collected sesame oil, and they can also keep the weather in Jinping Mansion in good order." Xiao Bailong said: "Precipitation without authorization. It's a big crime against Fan Tian Tiao, but they are using the name of the Buddha, and Jinping Mansion is at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, even the Buddha doesn't care about it, so it's even more inconvenient for the Heavenly Court to take action, so I, Xihai, didn't bother about it."

At this point, Fa Hai also knew where the filthy aura on the Buddha's golden body came from, and also knew why the incense was kept in the golden body of the hall and was not collected.

"Uh..." the great sage scratched his head and sighed: "If the three goblins act like this, this matter is actually not out of the ordinary. 5 taels of silver a year can guarantee smooth weather. Isn't this better than the inspiration of Tongtianhe?" Your Majesty is more fair?"

Hearing the Great Sage talk about the Tongtian River, everyone also thought of the carp spirit who sneaked out from the door of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Although he is also a fairy who collects offerings and manifests spirits, he is a pair of children, boys and girls every year.

In comparison, the three rhino essences only need [-] catties of crispy sesame oil every year, which seems to be much more reasonable.

The words are so.

But that's not how the accounts are calculated.

Because the 240 catties of sesame oil were not shared by the entire Jinping Mansion, but fell on [-] large lamp oil households in Namintian County. They said that they were large households, but Wujing had also visited them. Farmers are not much better off.

Although this crispy sesame oil is very expensive, the output is very small, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources.

The sesame oil produced is basically used as an offering.In addition to making offerings to this so-called "Buddha", one also had to make offerings to the imperial palace.

Those who can keep the selling money for themselves are almost just enough for daily expenses, and there is actually no surplus throughout the year.
Since these three rhinoceros essences love this crispy sesame oil so much, how can they only make [-] catties a year?

What restricts them is actually the output.

They also have some knowledge, not that the masters who are exhausted to fish know the way of continuous harvesting. Although the annual output is less, it is more durable, and it has been less than 1000 years.