I Have An Altar Of Luck

I Have An Altar Of Luck Chapter 85

2022-04-02

Chapter 85 The weirdness in Mercy Temple

Outside Ping'an County, watching the silhouette of Yue Shan go away, Chen Yuan stood there and chuckled lightly.

Now, the preparatory work has finally been completed, and the next step is to go to Mercy Temple to confirm it again.

Faced with Lord Zhang, who even Li Mingi had to treat with caution, Chen Yuan didn't dare to take it lightly, much less dare to lie about his deceit, otherwise, the consequences would be very serious.

Yue Shan promised that in three days at the latest, either the Lord Zhang will come, or he will prepare a letter in advance to inform him.

At that time, if that Lord Zhang really showed up in person, the word guessing could no longer be used.

Something convincing is required.

“Wang Ping.”

“Brother Yuan.”

Wang Ping glanced at Chen Yuan and responded.

"Follow me to Mercy Temple, see more and talk less."

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan!"

Northern Part of City.

Mercy Temple.

Chen Yuan looked around the temple for a while, turned over and dismounted with a calm expression, and walked into the temple.

Here, Chen Yuan is both familiar and unfamiliar.

In my memory, every year my uncle would bring him to burn incense and worship Buddha several times, and he also came here to get his first chance, Vajra Glazed Body.

But Chen Yuan is still very strange. He is unfamiliar with Mercy Temple, a place where people can save people from the world.

There are also hidden things like the bloody knife, which means that there are some evil things when you hear the name.

"There are a lot less people here than usual."

Wang Ping looked around, walked to Chen Yuan and whispered.

Here, Wang Ping used to come here, but Mercy Temple was still very popular at that time, and there was an endless stream of believers burning incense and worshipping Buddha, but now.

It is very rare. .

"There have been severe droughts in recent years, and the people's harvests are not good, so naturally they have no money to worship and burn incense."

"Yes."

Wang Ping Shen As expected, I ordered nodded.

It can be seen from his father's business that the drought in Qing State in the past two years is indeed not small, and it is said that the ground has been cracked in some places.

"Who are you two?"

Chen Yuan and Wang Ping had just entered when they walked up to a young bald monk and asked with their hands folded together.

The eyes looked at them with some vigilance.

“Burning incense and worshipping Buddha.”

Chen Yuan laughed.

The young monk was stunned for a moment, then quickly said with a smile:

"The great hall is right in front, and the two donors can go straight."

Listen It was said that he came to burn incense, but the monk even changed his name.

"Okay, many thanks."

Chen Yuan with nodded with a smile.

Before they came, he and Wang Ping had already changed their clothes to prevent being pegged.

The young monk nodded slightly, then turned to greet the other pilgrims.

“Go”

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and walked around Mercy Temple with Wang Ping.

Looking up and down, wondering where Mercy Temple's tricks might be hiding.

Mercy Temple is a small temple, but there are also many rooms and temples. There are heavy burning incense in the temple, which makes Wang Ping inadvertently sigh, or the temple is rich, so much is burned in this season. fragrance.

Chen Yuan's eyes moved slightly after hearing this, but he didn't say much.

As long as you are suspicious of a place, you can find something wrong no matter where it is.

Not long after, Chen Yuan and Wang Ping crossed two gates and came to the front of the main hall.

A dozen men, women and children stood in front of the hall with their heads on the ground, palms facing up in silence.

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes, this is the etiquette in Buddhism, the foot ceremony.

I couldn't help sneering in my heart, Buddhaism pays attention to All Living Things Equality, etc. But is this ritual equal for believers?

"Brother Yuan, do I recognize these people?"

Wang Ping lowered his voice.

“Who?”

Chen Yuan asked.

"Brother Yuan, do you remember the missing children I told you about yesterday? These people are their parents" Wang Ping said softly.

"The child is missing, can he be found by praying to God?" Chen Yuan shook his head slightly.

There was one more thing he didn't say, that is, their child was probably missing because of some talents within Mercy Temple.

"Enter the temple for a silver tael."

A fat middle-aged monk with several ring scars on his head approached Chen Yuan and said calmly.

"Why is it expensive again? Wasn't it 100 wen when I came last time?"

Chen Yuan asked in a condensed voice.

To prevent suspicion, Chen Yuan wants to make himself a believer.

"The host wants to repair the golden body of Buddha."

The middle-aged monk said with a light smile.

Glancing at him, Chen Yuan handed over two silver tael:

"It turned out to be a golden body for the Buddha, so it should increase a bit."

"It's still the donor who recites the Buddha, these donors." The middle-aged man looked at the men, women and children who were kneeling on the ground not far away and shook his head with contempt in his eyes.

"Seeking Buddha is not a silver tael, as long as you have the heart."

The middle-aged monk laughed and didn't speak.

Chen Yuan and Wang Ping took two incense sticks from the middle-aged monk and stepped into the great hall.

In the center, a tall golden Buddha statue with several feet sits cross-legged on the lotus pedestal, looking down at every believer who comes in indifferently.

Chen Yuan Zhang Opening Heaven Eye, a faint azure light appeared in the eye socket, looked around in the great hall, but unfortunately, there was no movement.

The expression in his eyes returned to normal, Chen Yuan walked forward with a calm expression, put the burning incense on the incense burner in front of him, and did not kneel down.

Chen Yuan does not believe in gods or Buddhas in past or present life.

Martial Arts cultivation, cultivates one's own body.

Wang Ping imitated Chen Yuan's movements, put the burning incense on, and followed Chen Yuan's footsteps and left the main hall.

In front of the door, the group of people were still kowtowing reverently. Chen Yuan looked steadily forward and walked by.

Leaving the main hall, Chen Yuan purposefully went to the place where the scriptures were presented in the Mercy Temple.

Outside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

An azure robe monk was sweeping the floor, Chen Yuan took a closer look, he was an acquaintance, the last time he got the Vajra Glazed Body from him.

p>“Master.”

Chen Yuan put one hand on his chest and lightly

The azure robe monk slowly raised his head, with some weather-beaten folds on his face, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Chen Yuan:

"It's Benefactor Chen, why did you come to burn incense today?"

"The recent fleeting years have been unfavorable. I want to burn incense and ask the Buddha to bless me." Chen Yuan said lightly with a smile.

“Buddha is in the heart, just think about it all the time.”

azure robe monk laughed.

"Master is really an expert, and his casual words contain Buddhist principles."

"Benefactor Chen is joking, I heard that Benefactor Chen has now taken the position of Constable?"

"Perhaps it was because I burned those Vajra Sutras for my uncle before, and I was lucky enough to sit in this seat." Chen Yuan was not surprised, and there were many people in Ping'an County who knew that he was a Constable.

Not to mention the monk who knew him fairly well.

"Benefactor Chen is a person with Good Fortune."

"Master, Chen would like to ask a question."

The azure robe monk smiled and said nothing.

Chen Yuan quietly handed over a silver tael.

"Benefactor Chen please say." The azure robe monk smiled faintly, and put the silver in his sleeve without a trace.

(end of this chapter)