Chapter 153 I'll Take You to Meet a Person

PS: After thinking about it, the first chapter of tomorrow's five chapters will be released at zero o'clock, Jazz can't wait!

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The Tianjie Temple is right in front of you. Looking up from a distance, there are many cornices and a deep courtyard.

There are two large temples and more than ten small temples in charge here, which can be called the temples of the head office.

Leaving the horses outside, a group of people entered the Tianjie Temple under the leadership of a Zhike monk.

Going up the steps, there are lush trees on both sides.

Zhike monk pointed to these big trees, and said with some pride: "When Emperor Taizu Gao built our Tianjie Temple, he specially moved countless big trees from the surrounding area, and this is how the deep view of the ancient courtyard is now."

The breeze blew, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered. Fang Xing only felt that he was already riding the wind and leaving.

Turning around, Fang Xing looked at Zhang Shuhui who was following behind, supported by two maids, and said with a smile, "Shu Hui, this is a good place to take a leisurely stroll. I'll bring you here next time."

Zhang Shuhui lowered her eyes, and Fang Xing forcibly took off the veil on her face, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Seeing the surprised look in the eyes of Zhike Monk looking at Zhang Shuhui, Zhu Zhanji snorted: "The celebrities are romantic, so naturally there is no need to cover up."

After Fang Xing followed, he laughed at himself when he heard the words: "What kind of celebrity is romantic? In fact, it's just that men restrain women too much. Husband and wife are one body, but for the sake of men's selfishness, they wrap women tightly. Why bother!"

"They all come and go naked, naked, who is more noble than whom?"

Fang Xing's last sentence despised those Taoist priests, but the Zhike monk was terrified. He folded his palms together and said, "Tanyue's words are ethereal, and his comprehension is profound. Poor monks are not as good as them!"

After Zhang Shuhui heard it later, she was also very proud.

Only Zhu Zhanji, he heard a familiar taste from these words.

——Whether you are an emperor or a peddler, what is the difference between birth and death?

Fang Xing said with a dry smile, "I don't have much understanding, I'm just complaining."

There are quite some scenery to watch along the way, stop and go, and finally arrived outside the main hall.

The incense is at its peak, this is Fang Xing's impression of this place.

Devout pilgrims are closing their eyes and praying, praying that the Buddha can bless themselves.

Zhu Zhanji is in plain clothes today, so there is no pomp.

Female guests have places for female guests, Fang Xing watched Zhang Shuhui enter the Guanyin Hall, and then said to Zhu Zhanji, "Why don't you go ask for a safe talisman?"

Zhu Zhanji was arranging his clothes, and said in surprise: "Brother Dehua, don't you want to go?"

Fang Xing sat down on the steps next to it, and said lazily: "My heart is not sincere, so I don't need to go in."

Zhu Zhanji also had nothing to do with Fang Xing. This person is not jealous of ghosts and gods at all, and it is useless to talk more.

Fang Xing sat at the entrance of the main hall with a big goal. The pilgrims who came in and out looked at this man in surprise, wondering what kind of idiot he was, who dared to sit in such a place.

The so-called sitting in disorder is actually sitting indiscriminately, the kind of sitting posture that is not particular at all.

Fang Xing looked at these surprised pilgrims boredly, and felt as if he was in this void, looking at all living beings with cold eyes.

These people worshiped piously in this supposedly ethereal place with worldly wishes.

"I heard that the vegetarian restaurant in Tianjie Temple is good, let's go and have a good meal."

"Okay, but you treat me!"

Two men who seemed to be good friends walked past Fang Xing, as if they had found relief in the palace, and they wanted to have a feast as soon as they came out.

Batch after batch of people went in, batch after batch of people came out, and hope appeared on their distressed faces.

Religion can calm people's minds and allow them to find spiritual sustenance.

As long as there is no conflict with the secular regime, those in power will not interfere with such beliefs.

In the vast fields around Tianjie Temple,

All happy dealers.

As farmers of Tianjie Temple, they don't have to worry about excessive rent, and they don't have to worry about starving to death in times of famine.

A Tianjie Temple has tens of thousands of acres of temple property. This is also because it is in Jinling, the root of the imperial city, so the temple dare not be too presumptuous.

I remember that later, the good fields in Fujian were basically in the hands of the temples. It was originally a place with many mountains and little soil, and there was no field to cultivate, so there were sea trespassers.

These sea trespassers were scattered all over Southeast Asia, and became a major stronghold of the Chinese in later generations, but unfortunately they were massacred many times.

"Brother Dehua."

Fang Xing was thinking about the tragic situation of those Chinese in the future, when he heard the sound, he walked towards Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji seemed to have been discovered, so a middle-aged monk was following him, talking with a smile on his face.

When the monk saw Fang Xing, he was surprised and said: "Tanyue's temperament is natural, but it is not ordinary."

Thoughts are different, temperament is of course different.

Fang Xing looked at the monk and said with a smile, "The great monk has a smooth complexion, so it can be seen that the food is good."

There was a bit of teasing in these words, which made the monk who couldn't figure out Fang Xing's identity a little bit pale, and he glanced at Zhu Zhanji.

Of course Zhu Zhanji could only smile wryly. He knew the teacher's temper very well, and cynicism was inevitable.

The monk clasped his hands together and said: "Tanyue has a murderous look on his face, you should wash it with the Dharma, and then you will be at ease."

When Zhu Zhanji heard this, he even wanted to cover his face.

Sure enough, Fang Xing raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Golden belts for killing people and setting fires, repairing bridges and paving roads without corpses, great monk, why not?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shuhui, who had just arrived, hurriedly pulled Fang Xing's back. Zhu Zhanji was dumbfounded and turned his head away.

No one can refute this. From ancient times to the present, those people with blood on their hands have stepped onto the throne one after another, while all living beings have instead become bones under the throne.

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, frowned and said: "If people deceive the sky and not the sky, future generations will be rewarded with blessings."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Xing laughed and took Zhang Shuhui's little hand, panting slightly: "I only care about the present, as for the afterlife, who has seen it?"

Buddhists persuade people to be good, and often use the practice of the afterlife to persuade believers.

Of course, the side that is beneficial to those in power will be publicized, so after many years, even after many suppressions in the middle, Buddhism still took root in the land of China.

The monk shook his head and remained silent, feeling that he shouldn't have debated with Fang Xing at all today.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhu Zhanji said, "Brother Dehua, I will take you to meet an expert."

Fang Xing also felt that what he said just now was a bit too much, so he said to the monk: "I was talking nonsense just now, Master, don't take my words seriously."

The monk folded his palms together and said, "Tanyue has an evil spirit on his face. He may cause endless murder in the future. You can often come to Bi Temple to listen to the Dharma."

Am I murderous? Will it also cause boundless murder?

Fang Xing's apology disappeared immediately, and he shook his head and smiled, and went to the back with Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji let out a long breath and said, "Brother Dehua, the people here are all eminent monks, so be careful!"

Fang Xing let go of Zhang Shuhui's hand, and said with a smile, "What kind of murder, I don't even want to kill a chicken."

Zhang Shuhui said nervously, "Do you want me to avoid it?"

"Need not."

Zhu Zhanji pretended to be mysterious and said: "That man is respected even by my grandfather, and he is not too young, so don't worry about the taboo between men and women."