Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

The small temple was originally small, originally there were only three monks, and the so-called dining hall was only a thatched hut with a wooden table and a few stools.

"Everyone is ready, let's eat."

The old monk Huiming spoke.

Meng Yuan sat down next to Miaole, and then found that he and his master brother Miaoyan and Master were all placed the same, a bowl of white porridge, a plate of pickles and two steamed buns, but in front of the second senior brother Miaole was a plate of carrion, and maggots could be vaguely seen in the meat, and a rotten smell came straight to the nose.

Purr hoo...

Master and Senior Brother began to drink porridge, while Miaole on the side also opened his mouth to eat the meat on the plate, and black juice flowed from his mouth, causing a large area of blood stained on his neckline.

And this strange scene seems to be wrong except him, and everyone is enjoying the food in front of them.

Meng Yuan naturally did not make a sound, and also lowered his head and began to drink porridge.

Slowly, everyone finished eating, Meng Yuan also stuffed the last piece of steamed bun into his mouth, sat up straight like two senior brothers, and quietly waited for something.

"Phew." The old monk also drank the last mouthful of white porridge and wiped his mouth.

"Today is the Buddha's birthday, wonderful words and wonderful music, you will clean the temple in the afternoon, and I will go to the town with your junior brothers to buy some grain and incense candles to make offerings." The old monk ordered.

"Yes, Master."

Meng Yuan is no stranger to the Buddha's birthday, and there were also many Buddhas, bodhisattvas' birthdays and enlightenment days in his previous life, which was quite grand for believers, but the strange Buddha statue he saw in the main hall in the morning, this kind of thing was also born of a mother?

However, Meng Yuan did not show any expression on his face during this process, nor did he open his mouth to ask a word, and the matter of hastily asking the second senior brother Miaole, in the morning, was still in front of him.

And the old monk who has been secretly and carefully observing Meng Yuan is also slightly bowed, if this world wants to live for a long time, then it must not be too curious.

"Miao, you come with me."

"Yes, Master."

The master and apprentice left the small temple and headed for Luoxia Town in the south.

Along the way, Meng Yuan also followed the old monk step by step, walking when he said he would go, and stop when he said it.

It was only three miles away, but on the way he found two small earthen temples, and there were people worshipping and looking at the incense well. Recalling the situation in the temple, there is a thin layer in the incense

altar, and I am afraid that no one comes to put incense on weekdays, and even the wild temple on the side of the road cannot catch up.

"Apprentice, do you know what they worship?"

The master and apprentice stood in front of a small earthen temple, and the old monk pointed to the statue in it and asked.

Elder Meng said honestly, "It should be a god and Buddha."

"Yes, they are worshipping God."

"Do you know why?"

Meng Yuan shook his head, worshipping God and asking for Buddha has something to ask for, whether it is noble or lowly, but what he asks for is different, how does he know.

The old monk walking in front didn't seem to expect him to answer, but said, "You'll find out tonight." Not

long after, I arrived at the gate of the town, and I saw two stone statues like fish and turtles, very majestically located on both sides of the road, and in front of the stone statues, there were incense candles and fruits offerings.

The old monk quickly walked over, but did not notice that the eyes of the two stone statues rolled around, but Meng Yuan, who had a bright eye, noticed it, but he also pretended not to know.

"Master, what are we going to buy?" "Go and buy some

incense candle offerings for the master, and go buy a bag of rice and a bag of flour, and meet here before dark." The old monk took out twenty copper plates and handed them to Meng Yuan, and then told him where to buy them, and then separated.

Luoxia Town is very large, even some county towns in the Great Yan Kingdom are not comparable.

Meng Yuan was still experiencing this almost ancient breath of life for the first time, and even the ancient city that blew the quaint in his previous life did not have this feeling.

As the saying goes, stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the scenery looks at you under the bridge.

The appearance of such a handsome little monk on the street is too eye-catching.

Gradually, the surrounding townspeople began to point at him, and Meng Yuan also found it, and immediately left along the street, and finally saw a rice grain shop after turning a corner.

A fellow stepped forward and said, "What is the little master buying?"

"A bag of rice, a bag of noodles."

"Okay, twenty coppers in total."

After paying the bill, Meng Yuan carried a bag on one shoulder, and he who had become a Qi training realm carried two bags of rice noodles easily, and walked towards the entrance of the town like a fly.

Seeing that the master was still in the future, Meng Yuan sat directly cross-kneeled and meditated on his own.

A trace of spiritual energy was incorporated into the dantian into mana, moisturizing the body, and before he knew it, he saw that the sky gradually darkened, and a cool breeze swept by.

Meng Yuan suddenly woke up, why hasn't Master come back yet? Isn't there any trouble?

He guessed correctly, the old monk did encounter some trouble at the moment. Last night, the two dead soldiers sent by the Wang family

to build the foundation realm did not return, plus someone met the old monk on the street, Wang Tong suddenly understood that most of the dead soldiers he sent were dead, and he was going to prepare to order the masters in the family to seek revenge.

The staff on the side woke him up: "The head of the family forgot what day it is?"

When Wang Tong heard this, he suddenly realized: "Today is the birthday of the Buddha, then if the monk can't return to the temple before dark, the sea god won't shelter him at that time, hahaha... Go and ask Mr. Zhou to make sure that the old monk is trapped until dark.

"Yes."

That Mr. Zhou was proficient in formations, and the Wang family had long known the whereabouts of the monk Huiming, so they spent some good materials to set up a trapping formation and trap the old monk in it.

Seeing the last rays of sunset disappear in the sky, night is coming.

Meng Yuan was very uneasy at the moment, according to the memory of the original body, this town was very prosperous even at night, but at the moment, every house was closed, and there was no light on the street.

At the same time, Tianyan also keenly noticed that the two stone sculptures not far from him became more and more 'active'.

"No, you can't stay here, go find an inn in the town to live in."

Meng Yuan carried the rice noodles and turned to leave.

After he left, the two stone sculptures came to life completely, and the two fish-like monsters shook their heads and tails, spitting out words: "If that little monk doesn't leave, I can't bear it, it's so fragrant."

"No, today is Buddha's birthday, if we want to open meat, we have to wait for the Seagod Festival, those guys are here!"

A layer of white mist slowly eroded towards the mouth of the town.

I saw two fish spirits suddenly spraying out a large stream of water to disperse the white mist, revealing three strange figures, one of them had a fat head and big ears, a bloated body, and a robe on his body, which was very similar to the Buddha statue in the small temple.

"You know the rules, don't cross the line." Fish Spirit said.

"Oh, good, the Buddhas know." A strange voice replied.

Then three figures entered the town and disappeared into the darkness, while the two fish spirits reformed into stone statues to guard the two sides of the town.

On the street, Meng Yuan found an inn.

But no matter how much he knocked on the door and shouted, no one answered, but the sound seemed to attract something bad.

A huge shadow appeared on the corner of the street along with the mist, and Meng Yuan suddenly tensed up, unable to advance or retreat.

"Benefactor, can you give me something to eat?"