I didn't intend to be a Fairy

West City, Tai'an Temple.

Master Guanghong stood in front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, looking calmly into the distance, and the beads in his hands were spinning one by one.

Although the construction of temples and temples in the busy city is not good for the Qing Dynasty, the incense is the most prosperous. It was not yet noon at this time, and the pilgrims in Tai'an Temple were already in an endless stream, and the green smoke from the furnace could be seen clearly across several streets. How could the temples outside the city compare?

"Master Guanghong."

"Amitabha."

Whenever acquaintances pass by and greet him, he also bows his head and smiles in response, but his heart is not as calm as the surface.

The night before yesterday, he sent Yasha to the city to trouble the nosy monk, but he never came back, and he lost contact with him without saying a word. It can be done. In order for Yasha to be alive and spiritual, long-term accumulation is required, and continuous sacrifice is required for Yasha to transform into a strong body that is indestructible with swords and guns.

Those two pieces of paper are consumables, and they are gone if they are gone, but if they lose their spirituality, everything will have to start again.

Accumulated over the years, two of the three are lost.

Master Guanghong knows that the other party is not easy, but it is really hard to be reconciled.

Holding the idea that "maybe the other party just happened to see that this is a paper yaksha, and just happened to know that it should be restrained with fire, so that it will win first", Master Guanghong sent out the dream ghost he had supported for many years last night to start the second attack. fight.

Unexpectedly, when the spell was cast at the third watch, the dream ghost had not yet returned at the fifth watch, and did not return until dawn.

It was the other party who posted a talisman at the door.

This talisman alone made Menggui linger outside the door, anxious not to get in, and had to come back soon after dawn.

Dream ghosts often enter people's dreams and can create dreams, nightmares or sweet dreams. They are a great helper for him to cheat incense, and they can also take people's lives in dreams. Borrowing temple incense for many years, Meng Gui is not comparable to ordinary ghosts in terms of ability or intelligence, but was stopped by a small talisman.

Master Guanghong was shocked immediately.

Except for Yasha and Menggui, he doesn't have much ability anymore, and now somehow, the other party's ability is far superior to his own.

In panic, he ordered the last paper nightshade and a few paper soldiers to wait in the house until he heard the temple bell ringing at dawn, and his heart was calmed down. Some disciples came to ask him to eat, and he was finally freed from the state of panic, and gradually came to his senses.

The other party came to Yidu for the first time, how did he know it was him?

Yidu is so big and the sea of ​​people is so vast, how can we find him? Who dared to think that it was the eminent monk of Tai'an Temple who exorcised ghosts and harmed people at night?

Before I knew it, it was noon.

Master Guanghong turned his head to see that the young novice was ringing the bell in the attic.

………………

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The melodious bell sounded far away.

Song You, dressed in an old robe, climbed up the steps.

Sanhuamao followed behind him, looking left and right.

Pilgrims come and go around.

Among them, you can also see many people from the rivers and lakes. I don’t know if they are used to staying in the temple, or they have sneaked into the city gate but there is still no way to guide them, so they have to stay here.

"The incense is really strong."

Song You, as a monk from a Taoist temple, and as the heir of a Taoist temple, is half of the monks here. Seeing so many pilgrims at this time, his first thought was to calculate how much incense money he could collect per day based on Fulong Temple's revenue model.

The head of the family must take care of the firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Monks also have to eat.

"Meow~"

Sanhuamao echoed him behind him, and at the same time raised its head high, looking at the Buddha statues in the palace on the left and right, and at the huge incense burner.

If it had known that the place it came to was someone else's temple, it would probably not be willing to come. If it had known that it was such a big temple, and every god was golden, and cigarettes were like clouds, it would never have come.

Now I have to bite the bullet and move forward.

"Meow~"

Trying to act like a normal cat.

Song You couldn't understand what it said, but he slowed down and waited for it to catch up, and walked side by side with it, watching as he walked.

Learn about the advanced experience of peers.

In terms of expanding believers and absorbing incense, Dayan's Buddhism is a blow to Taoism.

Dayan's Taoism emphasizes freedom and freedom, and he prefers to live and practice in the way he wants. He doesn't necessarily pay attention to pilgrims who come, and often doesn't even take the financial master seriously.

Compared with Buddhism, it is somewhat noble.

Dayan's Buddhism is much more professional in this area. Not only do they have a stronger willingness to preach, but they are also more able to cater to the ideas of believers and those in power.

The business of Buddhism should also be wider.

Take Tai'an Temple as an example——

In addition to incense and sesame oil, selling small objects and various consecration items, exorcising evil spirits and curing diseases, funerals, naming, etc., they also provide accommodation, lending and other services. Some large monasteries have thousands of acres of land, which can also be rented out to tenants for income. Some monasteries in the city even function as commercial markets, where vendors set up stalls and pump water for them.

As for Dayan's Taoism...

You have to see the mood of the host if you go to spend the night.

"Incomparable."

It stands to reason that the world is full of gods and Buddhas. Taoism, as the local religion of Dayan, occupies the right time and place, and the Tiangong is in charge of all gods. At least in the legend of Dayan, the Chijin Emperor of Tiangong has the authority to command the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas. It would be so easy for foreign Buddhism to gain the upper hand. But the fact is that since Buddhism entered Dayan, it has gained a firm foothold and expanded rapidly with its strong operational capabilities and cohesion.

Song You had no idea about this.

This is a fake Taoist priest, and he actually understands in his heart that gods and ghosts come from people, and there is no essential difference between the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism, there are both good people and evil people. It is also difficult to tell the difference between the IQ of those who worship Buddhism and suppress Taoism and those who worship Taoism and suppress Buddhism.

But they're all human.

While thinking this way, Song You had already walked around the temple and reached the hall of ten thousand Buddhas in the middle.

He stopped at the door.

Looking up, there are couplets written on both sides:

Be a good person, keep your mind upright, your body peaceful and your dreams stable;

Do some good deeds, God knows and the earth learns from ghosts and gods.

Song You smiled and entered through the door.

A strong scent of incense hits the face.

I saw the majestic appearance of the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas in the middle, and the surrounding Bodhisattvas were either benevolent or compassionate, while the Dharma protectors on both sides were majestic and glaring.

Cigarettes curl up like clouds and fog.

Many pilgrims knelt on the futons, including men, women and children, some prayed silently, some read aloud, some kowtowed and got up to leave, and people kept coming in from outside the door to kneel on his futons.

Thousands of wishes are shining, hotter than the sun.

Messy sounds reached his ears.

Some asked the Bodhisattva to help cure serious illnesses in their family members, some asked the Buddha to bless their business smoothly, some hoped to have a child, and some could not have a child.

"well……"

There is no shortage of three sticks of incense in front of the Buddha, and life is full of worries.

After Song You sighed, he looked around, but he didn't see any monks here.

Look at the time, it's already lunch time.

He also went to burn three sticks of incense, and when he looked back at the Sanhua cat, he saw it was hiding outside the threshold of the main hall, which was higher than it. Its two front paws were pulling the threshold, and it was probably standing. A small head poked out from above the threshold, looking at him eagerly.

Song You smiled and walked out again.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Five View Hall."

"what is that?"

"A place to eat."

"Are you going to eat?"

"Also."

Thinking of this, Song You stopped suddenly, put a few copper coins into the merit box, and now decided to have lunch here: "I heard that the fast food in Tai'an Temple is quite famous. won't let you in."

"oh……"

Empress Sanhua was shocked by the top bosses in the same industry before, but now she has not recovered, she subconsciously dare not make mistakes in this place, and is obedient.

Fortunately, the novice monk of Wuguantang didn't stop it.

The inside was bustling with devotees and believers, and many monks were eating. The monks and pilgrims in Tai'an Temple eat together, but most of them are monks sitting with monks, and pilgrims sitting with pilgrims. If there is no place, they will sit together.

Song You glanced around, his eyes indifferent, and then walked to one of the few empty seats.

"Master, can I sit here?"

Master Guanghong subconsciously looked at Song You——

His status in Tai'an Temple is not low, and it is the same in the hearts of the pilgrims. Even if the monks of Tai'an Temple dine with the pilgrims, most of the pilgrims will not sit at the same table with him as a show of respect. Often only distinguished guests have the courage to come. Or be invited by him.

This one doesn't look like a distinguished guest.

But seeing that this person was unfamiliar, and seeing that the Wuguan Hall was almost full, he almost had some concerns in his heart.

In any case, he would definitely not refuse.

"Please benefactor."

"Thank you."

Song You sat down with a smile, and ate at the same table with Master Guanghong, two other monks and three nobles.

There was no good food either. With sour radish, fermented bean curd and two side dishes, he drank a bowl of green vegetable porridge. He felt that there was no special taste, and he understood in his heart that the vegetarian food here may be famous because it is friendly to the lower class people and has been giving porridge for a long time. due to.

At the same time, the people at the same table finished eating one after another, and left the table with their hands in their hands. However, Master Guanghong had some concerns, so he ate slowly.

While eating, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Master Guanghong."

When Master Guanghong looked up, he saw that the young pilgrim who came last was looking at him indifferently.

I don't know when he sat next to a cat.

"Amitabha."

Master Guanghong let go of his worries for the time being, and put his chopsticks horizontally on the bowl, and saluted with palms together, with a gentle voice:

"The benefactor recognizes the poor monk?"

"I know."

The pilgrim smiled and said, still staring at himself, and then said: "But Master Guanghong doesn't seem to recognize me."

"Um?"

Master Guanghong suddenly had an ominous premonition, and quickly confessed: "The poor monk is forgetful, and I don't know the respect and taboo of the benefactor..."

"My surname is Song and my name is You."

"who?"

Master Guanghong was shocked immediately, his eyes widened.

It immediately attracted the attention of many people.