Chapter 953: Secrets of the Temple

"Since it was the arrangement of Uncle Master, let's take a look at it first!" The host said, and said to them: "Please tell them, let the disciples in the monastery treat Donor Tang as ordinary disciples, and treat his identity. And the origin, I also told the disciples to keep their mouths silent. This was also what the uncle master told me."
"Yes." They replied, and after a salute, they retreated.
In the early morning of the next day, the distant bells of the ancient temple reverberated among the mountains and forests. Among the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate, there are almost no pilgrims who come to worship the Buddha and put incense and oil on them. Therefore, the disciples in the temple are doing morning work in the temple. Lessons, recite sutras, or practice martial arts.
The host was alone and came to the courtyard where Tangning lived.
"Abbot, early!" Qi Mufeng, dressed in dazzling red clothing, walked out, greeted him, and knocked on the door of the main house: "Master, the abbot is here."
The door opened, Tangning, who was wearing Tsing Yi and still looking sleepy, walked out yawning while rubbing her eyes. When she saw the host, she called out, "Host, it's so early!"
She couldn't fall asleep last night, she didn't fall asleep until dawn, she would still be confused! If it wasn't for the host to say that she would come over and talk to her today, she really didn't want to get up.
"Donor Tang." After the host gave a salute, he looked at Qi Mufeng and said, "I don't know if you can avoid it first?" He wanted to talk about the secrets of Buddhism. Naturally, he hoped that fewer people would know the better.
Qi Mufeng said with a smile: "No problem, you talk, I'll go to have breakfast first, and then go to the temple for a while." After that, he said to Tangning, "Master, I will bring you buns when I come back."
Tangning glanced at him, but did not speak. To be honest, the food in this temple is really a bit too light, she was wondering, could it be the reason why the meat was not eaten last night?
"Host, please sit down." Tangning asked him to sit down and waited for him to speak after pouring two glasses of water.
"Donor Tang..."
"Host, just call me Xiao Tang." She said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the host smiled and said: "Okay, Xiao Tang, today Laona is here to tell you about the general situation in the temple. Didn’t you ask Laona yesterday about the theft of the Buddhist scriptures in the temple? Laona I will tell you now."
"Actually, as early as several decades ago, the Buddhist scriptures in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate were stolen. Not only were they stolen, many Buddhist scriptures were burned at that time, and the spiritual veins in the holy ground of Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate were also destroyed. As a result, the strength of the disciples in the temple has been difficult to break through in the past few years. It is precisely because of this that disciples have continued to return to the vulgar, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has gradually declined and the reputation is not as good as before."
Tang Ning nodded, "I heard the old monk mention that."

In the past, the incense of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate was prosperous and there were many believers, and pilgrims from all over the world came all the way. However, in recent years, because there is no real Buddha in the temple, the number of pilgrims has gradually decreased. In recent years, except Some old believers will occasionally come to add some incense and oil money, almost no one will come to tens of thousands of Buddhist monks."
Speaking of this, he sighed: "The Buddhist scriptures that were stolen some time ago are not the original editions. They are just a copy of the Buddhist scriptures handwritten by the ancestors of the Supreme Supreme Being. It has been offered in the temple all the time. The Buddhist scriptures handwritten by the ancestors of Shang Shang could not be kept either."