Chapter 520: Xuan Xiaoxing

"Donor, you are polite, please come with Lao Na." The old monk in gray clothes took Chen Fan into the back hall with a kind face, put him in a clean wing, and then personally went and brought him a pot of herbal tea. .
"It's not a good monk." Chen Fan took the teapot and poured a bowl for the other party, and then poured himself a bowl of water.
Chen Fan's polite behavior greatly increased the old monk's favor, believing that this person should be a young man from a large family. Because ordinary peasant children can't be so polite even if they respect Buddhism.
The two sat and drank tea. Chen Fan stated that he was determined to become a heroic hero, but he was new to the rivers and lakes and was unfamiliar with the place where he was born. For a while, he lost his way in the mountains. If there are eminent monks in the temple, come to see the style.
The remarks are clearly structured, but they fully express the temperament of the two.
The old monk agreed with a smile, saying that he was just a sweeping monk and could not afford the title of eminent monk.
Chen Fan smiled and said: "Everything is a practice, and everything is always one-minded. From the next point of view, there is no big difference whether it is a chivalrous man acting for the sky or sweeping the floor and boiling water for cooking."
The old monk shook his whole body, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He looked at Chen Fan carefully again, and was secretly surprised that this was not something the little baby who had just entered the rivers and lakes could say.
"What the young man said is very true." The old monk chanted Amitabha Buddha together, and sincerely invited Chen Fan to stay in the temple for a few more days. Because he saw that this young man Lang Huigen was very good, if he could introduce Buddhism to study Buddhism, he might become a high monk in the future.
It's a pity that Chen Fan wanted to hurry and didn't want to stay. After he heard where he was, he said goodbye.
Although the old monk had some regrets, he did not retain him. Instead, he presented Chen Fan with a few handwritten Buddhist scriptures, which was considered a good bond.
Chen Fan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept the old monk's kindness.
The old monk sent Chen Fan out of the gate before returning to continue cleaning the temple.
After a while, a middle-aged monk returned to the temple with a few young novice monks carrying large bags.
"Host, we are back." The middle-aged monk finished his salute and reported: "The disciple is going to Xihe Village to do something about it. When he ran into a serpent demon that was about to become a spirit was caught by a hunter, he spent half a tael of silver to buy it. Life is released in the mountains. The remaining money is bought with some winter cotton cloth, oil, salt and vinegar tea, rice noodles, and ten catties of bacon, so we can save a little bit and eat enough to survive the winter."
A few little novice monks secretly swallowed, dreaming about the delicacy of bacon in their minds.
The old monk said with a slight jaw, "Good, good, please store these things in the warehouse first."
Several young novice monks happily immediately sent these precious materials to the warehouse for storage.
The middle-aged monk changed into a patched robe, helped the old monk clean the temple together, and asked casually: "Host, have you visited the temple today?"
"I've been here." The old monk shook his head and sighed with a broomstick, "He is very generous at a young age, and his future achievements are limitless."
The middle-aged monk let out a cry and then asked: "Host, should the gold left by any pilgrim still be stored as usual? With this gold, we can make a golden body for the Buddha."
"Gold?" The old monk looked surprised.
"Don't you see the host?" The middle-aged monk pointed to the merit box in the hall with a look of surprise, and said in surprise: "Isn't the piece of gold on the merit box left by the pilgrim?"
The old monk wrinkled his brows and put down his broom, and he came to the hall. At a glance, he saw a big shining golden egg on the old merit box.
Look, this head is almost catching up with the goose egg!
The old monk had a wonderful face, and immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that the poor monk would look at him when he went wrong, so good is good."
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Chen Fan flew slowly among the clouds while driving Baolian, while flipping through a Buddhist scripture.
It's a pity that I recognize all the words, so I can't read them even together.
Chen Fan scratched his head and said with a dumb smile: "It seems that I have no relationship with the Buddha, otherwise it would be good to mix up with Lingshan."
The two ghosts of Bai Qi and Luoping shuddered to the side. The seemingly ordinary Buddhist scriptures in Chen Fan's hands were extremely domineering against the two ghosts, and they might be overwhelmed even by looking at them.
On the contrary, the two living treasures of Wulei and Wulu did nothing at all, and the so-called Buddha light had no effect on the two demons.
Chen Fan pretended to flip through a few pages, then put a few Buddhist scriptures into his pocket, letting the Ergui who had been shrinking in the corner let out a sigh of relief.
"Bai Qi." Chen Fan yelled, and Bai Qi hurriedly went in front of him to salute: "What is the master's order?"
Chen Fan looked at the sea of ​​clouds and said lightly: "This place should be Xuan Xiao Xing. Your foe deity will help you with it."
"Thank you, Master!" Bai Qi immediately bowed his head in gratitude.
"Get up first." Chen Fan said calmly: "But it is not easy to deal with a Buddhist temple that can be passed down for thousands of years, so we still need to think about it for a long time."
"Everything depends on the master's orders." Bai Qi was full of resentment and said: "As long as I can be disgusting, I will not hesitate to lose my soul!"
Chen Fan slightly lowered his jaw and did not persuade him to let go of the resentment in his heart. After all, he is not an eminent monk, he has that mouth to persuade a thousand-year-old ghost to directly put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha.
And the person who should be struck by lightning most in this world is the kind of person who persuades others to be generous without understanding any situation.
The experienced teacher Guo said that he must stay away from this kind of people, lest the lightning strikes down and hurts himself.
After flying for half a day, the landform became smooth, and there appeared a lot of paddy fields on the ground.
It was the autumn harvest at this time, and there were golden waves at first glance.
Chen Fan followed a river and found a big city built at the confluence of the two rivers. He landed in a remote place, and then mixed into the city again.
This city is called Shuangwan City, because the city is located on the big bend formed by the confluence of two rivers.
The nearby land is fertile and water conservancy is occupied, so the city is very rich.
Chen Fan came along ~EbookFREE.me~ and saw several gorgeous water towers.
This is a tall building that can only be built by large families, and it is specially built on the water's edge to ascend the scenery.
Of course, most of them are funded by large restaurants and inns to attract merchants from all walks of life to enter the store, but this is enough to explain the prosperity of this place.
In addition, Chen Fan also discovered an interesting thing, that is, there are obviously more monks on the street than on Jinxiaoxing.
Moreover, most of these monks on the travel side are cleanly dressed, ruddy in their faces, and walking like the wind. They do not see the weakness of the monk who only knows how to eat the Buddha.
Chen Fan didn't think too much about this, only that these monks were all mages with practice.
When he walked outside a noodle shop, Chen Fan smelled a tempting scent, then turned and walked in, and said to the noodle shop who was cooking: "The shop has a bowl of noodle soup and put more meat."
"Okay, customers, please find a [txt novel vacancy and sit down, I will give you the following." The store quickly responded.
Chen Fan nodded and turned around to find a vacant seat. He was stunned, and saw two monks each holding a large bowl of broth and noodles sucking, but the others were not surprised.