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Chen Jun could feel the doubts and confusion in the heart of the great monk Fahai.

After all, in the final analysis, the end of the matter turned out to be back to him. With the addition of karma, Jinshan Temple Fangwai Buddhist Temple also became a link in the world of mortals.

"Let's go. I hope the donor will come with me and take a look."

Jinshan Temple is the authentic sect of Zen Buddhism.

The location is unique, with the water dragon head of the Zhenjiang River facing west, towards the Western Paradise.

The temple in the mountain is built according to the mountain, with palaces, halls and pavilions connected layer by layer.

The pagoda stands on the top of Jinshan Mountain, rising from the ground and rising into the sky. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are layers of palaces and pavilions, and towers one after another, densely wrapping Jinshan Mountain, and the mountain and the temple are integrated.

The entire Jinshan Mountain seems to be a magnificent temple, forming a group of ancient buildings with citrons, mountains, and green buildings, forming a unique style of "temple wrapped around the mountain" with splendor and splendor.

Chen Jun stood at the foot of the mountain and joked: "Great monk, you are sitting in a mountain temple with great splendor."

"It's been hundreds of years."

Fahai sighed suddenly, "When I was practicing, Jinshan Temple was still a little-known temple, but now, a hundred years later, it has become the most famous Buddhist temple in the world."

"To be able to build such a glorious temple must have consumed a lot of manpower and material resources. Where did it come from?"

"The poor monk thinks it is a gift from each generation of pilgrims who are kind and charitable, and it has been formed for a long time."

"Then go and have a look."

The two of them concealed themselves, and Chen Jun walked into Jinshan Temple with the little girl in his hand.

When we arrived at the temple, we saw the vermilion walls of the temple, a busy flow of pilgrims, and many people crowded in the temple square where they went to offer incense.

The purple smoke from the burning incense slowly rose into the sky, and the mist soon disappeared.

Fahai stared blankly in confusion.

What he originally regarded as an ordinary scene, after experiencing the journey under the mountain, the viewing experience has been completely different.

"Where are your parents?"

"Where, where, big brother, don't send me to them."

The girl pointed with one hand and cried in her voice with the other. After getting along for a day, she could find that this eldest brother was not a beast in clothes like Liu Chengfeng, with a hard mouth but a soft heart. He was really kind to her.

"Let's take a look first and see how you perform."

Chen Jun saw the parents. Of course, he would not really send the little girl into the hands of that ignorant couple. That would be tantamount to a death sentence for the little girl. If there is still disaster for the couple in the future, the girl will definitely die again.

Follow the same path as a brothel.

While Chen Jun and Fahai watched slowly.

The sun gradually rose, from the hazy mist in the early morning to the warm sunshine at noon. After queuing all morning, it was finally the couple's turn to offer incense.

They walked happily to the monk and spent twenty taels of silver on incense.

Then they walked to the altar and lit it, watching the purple smoke flying in the sky. The two of them felt uneasy. Then they went to the merit box and donated fifty taels of merit. Finally, an old monk walked out of the temple and chatted with the couple for a long time.

The couple finally left happily and satisfied.

"That person must be the current abbot of Jinshan Temple."

Chen Jun looked at the old monk with a gentle appearance and kind eyes, and asked Fahai.

"Yes, that is the current presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, Enlightenment."

After saying that, Fa Hai appeared and walked towards the old monk.

The Hall of Heavenly Kings is the main hall of Jinshan Temple. In the center is the smiling Maitreya Buddha, flanked by the Four Heavenly Kings, also known as the Four Vajras. Behind the Hall of Heavenly Kings is the majestic Mahavira Hall with double eaves and Xieshan. In the center of the hall is Sakyamuni.

There are three golden statues of Buddha, Medicine Buddha and Amitabha. On the west wall are eighteen Arhats. On the left and right lofts sit fifty-six heavenly deities. All of them have golden bodies made of gold foil. They are magnificent.

"Zen Master Fahai?"

When the old monk Yuanjue saw Fahai's face, he was immediately surprised and said happily: "The Zen master is not practicing in the pagoda. Could it be that he has made great gains and has achieved enlightenment?" He thought that Fahai had just broken through from seclusion.

"no."

Fahai shook his head and asked, "What happened to the incense ceremony just now?"

"Every fifteenth day, an incense-burning ceremony is held in the temple. Believers from Qiantang City, Suzhou, Hangzhou and even further areas will come to Jinshan Temple to pray for blessings."

"Didn't I see the Zen Master before when he came out of seclusion?"

"I have seen it before." Fa Hai did not evade, "What about the money for sesame oil and the money for incense? One stick of incense costs twenty taels. Do you know what the meaning of these twenty taels is to a poor family down the mountain?"

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together and explained: "Reporting to the Zen Master, of course the disciples know, but these incense burners are all believers from wealthy families, and this little incense money is not a hindrance to them."

"What's more, these incense money are not used for embezzlement or personal enrichment by the disciples, but are used to repair the Buddha's golden body, Zen monastery, pagoda and many other Buddhist things."

Fahai replied: "The poor monk knows what you mean, and he is not a person who doesn't know how to adapt. It's just...are those people really all believers of rich families?"

Fahai pointed at the little girl in Chen Jun's hand, "This girl is the daughter of the couple just now. She was cruelly sold to a brothel by her parents in exchange for one hundred taels of silver, seventy of which were spent on purchasing incense and merit in the temple.

in order to pray for the Buddha’s blessing and give birth to a boy.”

"How...how could this happen?"

The old monk Yuanjue looked ugly.

"If I'm not mistaken, what that couple asked you was exactly how to give birth to a child." Fahai said.

"Amitabha, my disciples have committed many sins."

Fahai said: "Cancel the incense ceremony in the future. Even if one believer out of a thousand people spends all his family's savings, it will be an evil blessing on us."

"yes."

Although the old monk Yuanjue looked hesitant, he did not dare to refute.

Fahai turned and left.

"Where are you going, Zen Master?"

"There are no armor in the mountains, and the years are countless." Fa Hai looked outside the mountain gate, "This world is no longer the world that the poor monk saw, and the human world is not the world that the poor monk wants. The poor monk wants to go out and have a look."

"I wish Zen Master a speedy return."

In an instant, Fahai had already walked out of Jinshan Temple. He only glanced back, and then he appeared at the foot of the mountain, no longer lingering.

"Great monk, you raised it high and then put it down gently. This would be too partial to him."

Chen Jun chuckled and said: "Among the thousands of believers, not only one family is poor, but they are all burdened by Jinshan Temple, not to mention the host's rhetoric, do you believe it or not?"

"The benefits touch people's hearts. In Journey to the West, Mahakasyapa and Ananda were disciples of the Tathagata. How could an ordinary monk in the world ever lack Buddhist service?"

Fahai said: "This matter happened because of me. I will give this girl an explanation. This kind of thing will not happen in Jinshan Temple in the future."

"good."

Chen Jun knew that Fa Hai had other methods and did not ask further.

"Then please allow the donor to take care of this little girl."

"No problem, I will hand her over to the care of my earthly sister Xu Jiaorong." Chen Jun asked, "What are your plans now?"

"Do you know White Deer Academy?" Fahai suddenly asked a mindless question.

"What's wrong?"

"The founder of White Deer Academy was from the Tang Dynasty, and he and I are close friends of the same generation."

Fahai smiled and recalled: "He is a great Confucian. In the past, a poor monk traveled around and met him in Qiantang. At that time, he lived in seclusion in the countryside and studied. In his spare time, he taught children and raised a white deer for himself.

Entertainment. This deer has a good understanding of human nature, often follows around, and can travel dozens of miles to Qiantang County to buy back all the books, paper, pens, ink, etc. that the owner wants to buy. Therefore, people at that time called him Mr. White Deer."

"At that time, White Deer Academy had not yet taken shape. It was just a small thatched cottage. After his death, the poor monks went to express their condolences. They thought that White Deer Academy would disappear in the long river of history, but they did not expect that it has now become one of the four major buildings in the south of the Yangtze River.

One of the great academies, famous all over the world."

"At that time, the poor monk who met Mr. Bailu followed his example in establishing Jinshan Temple. But now, the poor monk did not expect that Jinshan Temple would have such a situation. Perhaps neither he nor the poor monk expected that hundreds of years later, Bailu Academy and Jinshan Temple would be separated.

It’s all full of dirt.”

"Why is the great monk telling me this?"

"The poor monk wanted to say this when I entered the academy with you. Fortunately, I can say it freely now."

"It sounds like you promised me that you would see the world and change it?"

"If there is heat, there will be light. The poor monk has not died of old age and still has some energy left. I want to try to change it and see what it will be like."

Fahai nodded, "It's just that the poor monk will choose his own way, which may not necessarily help the donor."

"If you don't stand in front of me and become my enemy, then you are helping me.

And I believe that as long as you see changes in the world, you will take the initiative to help me, even if you are the enemy of thousands of gods and Buddhas."

Fahai smiled slightly and didn't believe it. "After the incident at Jinshan Temple was resolved, the poor monk went to the ghost country to investigate and convert them. This little girl was entrusted to Donor Xu."

"good."

After they left, Chen Jun took the little girl to the Xu family courtyard.

"What's your name?" he asked the girl.

"My father said that she was born cheap. She doesn't have a big name, but her nickname is Dani."

"I'll give you a name, do you want it?"

"Okay, thank you big brother, please get it quickly."

"It's called Qingfeng, what do you think?" Chen Jun held the girl's hand, "I once had a disciple. Her name was Xuanyuan Qingfeng. She was the female leader in the martial arts world. She was one of the most powerful land immortals in the martial arts world.

."

"Then why don't you just call me Xuanyuan Qingfeng?"

The girl was very happy, "This name is very domineering, like those names praised by old storytellers?"

"You are you and she is she. Just call your name Qingfeng. If you want, you can add a "Xu" in front of your name."

"No, no, my name is Qingfeng. I like this name."

Back in the courtyard of the Xu family, Chen Jun was scolded by his sister Xu Jiaorong, especially with the arrival of the little girl Qing Feng, who almost made her suspect that Xu Xian had secretly given birth to a child with a certain courtesan.

When Chen Jun heard this, he laughed and said, "Sister, you are so interesting."

"If he was the child of me and another woman, and it stands to reason that this girl is already 10 years old, then wouldn't it mean that I got someone pregnant when I was seven or eight years old? Then I would be too strong."

"Go, go, just laugh at my sister and see who will cook for me in the future."

"Sister Xu, don't be angry, I will beat your brother for you."

"Well played."

Xu Jiaorong brought Xu Xian up through hard times, and he sympathized with and loved the little girl Qingfeng's plight.

"Come on, let's eat. I made fresh fish soup, tofu, vegetables and corn rice."

"Okay~" the little girl shouted happily.

Time passed like this day by day. At Chen Jun's urging, Li Gongfu came to propose marriage. When Xu Jiaorong encountered a major event in her life, she became like a little woman.

After setting a date, they just waited for the Li family's three letters and six pins to marry Xu Jiaorong.

Chen Jun planned to drink the wedding banquet of the cheap sister and brother-in-law and leave, completely clear up the cause and effect, and then use modern red ideas to correct the world.

This is what he sees as bringing order to the world.

But Chen Jun didn't expect that gossip about Fa Hai would be spread in Qiantang County recently.

"Sister, what are you talking about? There are rumors on the street that Monk Fahai visits a brothel?"

"Yes, there are rumors in the streets and alleys of Qiantang that Zen Master Fa Hai hangs around in brothels, stays in Honglouchun every night, and even kills people."

"Kill who?"

"A scholar named Liu Chengfeng personally killed him. Many people saw it, and Zen Master Fahai also admitted it."

"And some people saw that the Liu family led their soldiers and horses to personally surround Honglouchun. After Zen Master Fahai came out of the brothel, he was immediately shot to death by thousands of arrows. This was witnessed by many people."

The corner of Chen Jun's mouth twitched, and he immediately understood what Fahai meant when he said he would give everyone an explanation.

first.

It was impossible for Fahai to die. Even if he wanted to kill Fahai, he might be seriously injured and half dead. It would be strange if a few arrows could kill him.

Fahai's intention is obvious

Staying in a brothel means ruining the reputation of a holy monk that you have accumulated over hundreds of years.

Because in the Jiangnan area of ​​Suzhou and Hangzhou, Fahai is the living sign of Jinshan Temple.

There are really too many believers who have grown up listening to the legend of Fahai. The parents of the little girl Qingfeng are an example. They believed in the reputation of Fahai and went to Jinshan Temple to pray to God and Buddha to give birth to a boy.

As a result, Fa Hai, whose reputation was ruined, is no longer a true god in the world, and the influence of Jinshan Temple is greatly reduced.

Then he admitted that he had killed Liu Chengfeng to take care of all the causes and consequences, and then asked the Liu family to kill him, in order not to involve Jinshan Temple and him.

No wonder Chen Jun hasn't seen any revenge coming to the Liu family these days.

"Hanwen, isn't that Zen Master Fahai? How could he stay in a brothel and be killed?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"..."

In early April, Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu got married.

One early morning, when the sky was dark, Xu Jiaorong opened the door and found only a letter on the table.

West Lake, misty morning.

The little girl's cheeks were swollen and red by the cold wind, but she still didn't give up. She looked cute. Chen Jun looked at her and chuckled: "Why are you following me? Go back."

"Brother, what are you going to do?" the little girl Qingfeng asked.

"What am I going to do?"

He stood on the embankment by the lake, with the breeze blowing on his face, and he felt as if he had ascended to immortality. Chen Jun was originally wearing a white robe of a noble family with wide and long sleeves. There was a red sandalwood hairpin in his bun, which made him stand upright in the wind, making him even more elegant.

"I want to play a game of chess with Cangtian at West Lake!"

A plain voice rang above the West Lake, ringing softly in the little girl's ears. But as soon as the words fell, the girl's eyes widened and she saw thousands of waves rolling up from the West Lake.

On this day, all the people in Qiantang saw it.

There are seven water dragon pillars soaring straight into the sky, just like seven divine swords thrust into the heaven and earth. The sword energy flies into the sky, and the gods, ghosts and goblins in the heaven and earth hold their breaths and do not dare to speak.

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Change first and then change