Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 215 Too Much Money
Miao Zhu originally wanted to ask why in the dream, but unfortunately the self in the dream was unable to speak and could only listen passively.

The City God also warned him that no matter what Yuan Shoucheng did, don't interfere with him.

Moreover, help Yuan Shoucheng as much as possible without disturbing him.

When I woke up in the morning, Miao Zhu still clearly remembered this dream.

The City God exists, Miao Zhu has always known, and has seen it in a dream before
But the previous dreams were just hints of dreaming about Lord Chenghuang, or some scenes, Lord Chenghuang never said a word.

But in yesterday's dream, the City God actually spoke.

And he arranged for him to do one thing by name.

Miao Zhu, naturally dare not neglect.

Woke up early in the morning, waiting for Zhou Yin's arrival.

When he saw Zhou Yin coming in in the morning, Miao Zhu's heart almost jumped out.

It turned out to be true, the City God appeared again.

Miao Zhu couldn't understand Yuan Shoucheng shouting something about the merit book of the underworld in the courtyard of the temple.

However, he still obeyed the order of the City God and did not bother Yuan Shoucheng.

Originally, after Yuan Shoucheng left at noon, Miao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Who knows, he came over again in the afternoon.

Not only did they come over, they even put the fortune-telling booth in the Chenghuang Temple!

This is really deceptive!

On weekdays, Miao Zhu would have thrown Yuan Shoucheng, a fortune-telling liar, out with a fire stick.

The City God is a true God, what are you, Yuan Shoucheng, a swindling fortune-teller, gaining popularity outside the City God Temple, moth!
However, today, Yuan Shoucheng is different, and I don't know how Yuan Shoucheng got through the relationship with the City God!

This shocked Miao Zhu. Miao Zhu dared not treat people who were able to get through the relationship with the City God and receive special care from the City God!

Therefore, just now Miao Zhu was watching secretly, and when he found that Yuan Shoucheng didn't bring a teacup and teapot, he knew that it was time to do it himself.

Without further ado, he stepped forward and offered two bowls and a pot of tea, which meant that he had fulfilled the City God's entrustment.

Next, just watch from afar.

……

At sunset and dusk, the incense burns in the Chenghuang Temple were sparse all day long, and there were few people here and there.

Of course, no one came to Yuan Shoucheng for fortune-telling.

"Go home." Yuan Shoucheng said with a smile on his face, unaffected at all.

"Ah? Are you able to go home?"

Yuan Tiangang opened his drowsy eyes, stood up quickly, reflected for a while, and then quickly helped Yuan Shoucheng clean up the booth together.

While tidying up, he asked, "Uncle, will you come tomorrow?"

Yuan Shoucheng said firmly:

"Naturally."

……

Daxingshan Temple.

Abbot's room.

A fat-headed monk with a big belly and a happy face reported to Master Konghui:
"Abbot, in the past few days, the hearts of all pilgrims to worship the Buddha have exploded, and they have donated too much merit money. In the past few days, the treasury of the temple is almost unable to hold the money. It is up to the abbot to decide on this matter."

The fat-headed monk has been in charge of Daxingshan Temple's finances for decades.

He has been happy and miserable these days.

Happily, since the imitation of hell was built in Daxingshan Temple, the number of pilgrims and believers has skyrocketed day by day!
Not only that, but the merit money donated is also increasing several times every day!
The fat-headed monk couldn't help but smile all the time.

However, painful things also followed.

money!too!many!up!
Chang'an City is the largest city in the world, and there are many dignitaries, rich merchants and landlords, and the theory of hell is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

These rich people who have done a lot of wrong things are more like pouring water, pouring money into Daxingshan Temple!

The fat head monk has built two new warehouses ahead of schedule.

However, the space in the two warehouses is not enough!
Today, the fat monk can only temporarily put the silver in the yard of the warehouse, and then add several locks to the yard.

Even so, the yard is almost full today.

A pile of silver as big as a mountain was placed in the yard.

Let the fat monk not eat well, sleep well, and always worry about the money being stolen.

And even if someone stole a few thousand taels, it won't be discovered for a while. This is what makes the fat-headed monk most anxious.

Master Kong Hui opened his eyes and smiled: "These are the merit money of pilgrims and believers, so naturally they should be used where they should be used.

Put all the money into the construction of the back mountain, speed up the progress of the construction of hell, and only leave the money to maintain our daily livelihood. "

The fat monk smiled bitterly and said:

"Abbot, you don't know.

Under the teaching of Master Zonghai, the craftsmen who built the hell are all free labor, and they are not willing to charge money!

Stones for construction are provided free of charge by stone merchants;
The tools used for carving are also sponsored by the blacksmith shop for free;

The paints, cloths, carriages and other items used are all free.

The owners of almost all the restaurants in the city sent their own staff to help build a canteen for free in the back mountain for the food and drink of thousands of craftsmen. "

Master Kong Hui frowned, this scene is too big.

I didn't expect that the theory of hell is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the people's enthusiasm for atonement is so exaggerated!
He had to find a way to get rid of this large amount of money, otherwise he might cause big trouble.

"Don't worry, I will let the patriarchal family lead a group of monks to speed up the rebuilding of a large warehouse, and you can go."

After the fat-headed monk was sent away, Master Kong Hui asked someone to call the patriarch over.

Because the patriarchal family is too simple by nature, it's not easy to hear, but it's a bit stupid and not enough brains.

Therefore, Kong Hui has never assigned him to be responsible for managing any temple affairs.

He was only allowed to practice with the monks every day, and when he was not practicing, he just took care of the temple.

Patriarchal Fa also likes the work that Master arranges for him very much. For him, every day is eating, sleeping, practicing martial arts and taking a walk. Boundless happiness is his dream life.

When he heard that Master arranged for him to build a house, Zongfa was also very happy, because he also likes building houses.

Let's put it this way, the patriarchal family likes everything that requires effort and doesn't deal with people very much, and because the body is strong and healthy, the patriarchal family is energetic and vigorous, and only at this time can the patriarchal family obtain the things that are difficult to experience in ordinary times. Superiority.

After the patriarchal clan went out.Kong Hui's face suddenly changed, and he smiled randomly.

An unexpected visitor came to the door.

Dingxi Bodhisattva.

Master Kong Hui got up quickly, stood up from the lotus futon, and respectfully saluted: "The old monk has seen the Bodhisattva."

Last time, after my master and disciple reported to Dingxi Bodhisattva about the spread of merits and virtues in hell and Buddhism, the Bodhisattva encouraged them and left again.

Today, I saw it again, and I don't know what to order.

(End of this chapter)