Chapter 551 The Ruined Temple
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Zi Meng You Long
Seeing my surprised expression, several people were stunned. Uncle Hu Zi also looked surprised, looked at me and said, "Master, do you know this Zen Master Jueming?"
"I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it. You must have heard that during the Three Tribulations, people from the four major Fengshui schools competed with my master to accept me as an apprentice, right?" I said a little excitedly.
Uncle Hu Zi suddenly realized, he slapped his thigh and said: "My God, the great monk is not the leader of the Fengshui lineage of the Bazhai School, the great monk known as the "Southern Monk", right?"
"That's right, it was him. No wonder he was able to suppress so many ghosts in that restaurant. Only such a master can do such a big skill. Otherwise, given the great resentment of the ghosts in that restaurant, maybe It has already surpassed a terrifying existence like Ruan Na." I said.
Uncle Huzi took a deep breath and said, "Master, something is not quite right. Since Master Jueming is so powerful, why didn't he clean up all the ghosts in that restaurant? It's been 20 years It has been many years, but people still die, this great monk is not good at work, is it because his cultivation is not good enough?"
"Since he is the top figure of the Bazhai School, his methods are absolutely superb. I think the main reason is because of the identity of Zen Master Jueming. He is a monk, a monk, and he is compassionate. He can't bear to commit murder. He Even if he has the ability, he will not take action to kill all those ghosts, but he can't save so many ghosts at once, so he adopted the method of Buddhist imprisonment and sealing to suppress the resentment and hostility of those ghosts, and surrounded the restaurant After reading the scriptures for three days and three nights, if he didn't do this, it would not be a matter of one or two people dying a year, but whoever entered that restaurant would be a dead end, just like the girls' dormitory building at Yanbei University. Same." I analyzed.
"Hearing what the young master said, it seems quite reasonable. It seems that this great monk is really a very powerful expert." Uncle Huzi nodded.
"Boss Tang, do you know where the Lingjue Temple is? I want to pay a visit to Master Jueming." I looked at Boss Tang and said.
"I've never been there. I heard that Lingjue Temple is located on a remote mountain in the outskirts of Jinling City. There is usually no incense, and there are not many monks in the temple. If you look carefully, it should not be difficult to find. You can Let Tang Wu take Master Wu there." Boss Tang said politely.
"Master, are you really going to find that Zen master Jueming?" Uncle Huzi said with some concern.
"Any questions?" I asked.
"The head of the family doesn't seem to like your relationship with the four major Fengshui schools. The old man is quite jealous. If you let him know, maybe you will get some shoes on your ass." Uncle Huzi laughed.
"What do you care about him? I have practiced with him for eight years. It is his apprentice's business. It has already been settled and no one can change it. Could it be that Zen Master Jueming still wants to keep me as his apprentice? Even if He is willing, but I don't agree, and being a monk can't drink or eat meat, and the key point is that you can't marry a wife, don't you think so?" I laughed.
"That's right, let's go for a walk." Uncle Hu Zi got up and said.
Just do what you say, Boss Tang and An Yuzhang sent me to the door, got into Tang Wu's car, and the three of us went straight to the southern suburbs of Jinling.
When we went out, it was already in the evening. After dark, we left Jinling City and drove southward for dozens of kilometers before stopping at a stretch of high mountains. There was no way to go any further.
After Tang Wu parked the car, he pointed to a mountain not far away and said, "Master Wu, Lingjue Temple is halfway up the mountain in front of us, and we have to climb the mountain for at least half an hour to get there."
"Let's go, since we're here, let's meet that Zen master Jueming." I took a step forward and walked towards the mountain road ahead.
While walking, I thought about Zen Master Jueming. When I was a child, I heard from my father that the monk was quite fat, weighing at least 200 kilograms. At the beginning, he almost fought with my master Li Xuantong in order to snatch me as an apprentice, and then left alone angrily. .
There is no way, who made me so good and good-looking. People in the village hope that so many high-level people will go to the pole and go to my house to accept me as an apprentice. The key is that our studies are also very stable, and ordinary people can't compare.
I am also very curious, what does the great monk look like, and what kind of attitude will he have if he knows that I am the original Wu Jie?
If I asked him to help, he would probably help... After all, I almost became his apprentice back then.
Then it proves that I have a predestined relationship with this great monk.
After climbing the mountain for more than half an hour, we finally arrived at the gate of Lingjue Temple.
Looking around, I found that this temple is indeed quite dilapidated, with grass growing on the walls of the courtyard.
Just because this temple was built in such a remote place, it is destined to have no incense.
Whoever has nothing to do to burn incense, still has to run such a long distance, the key is to climb the mountain, and he will be exhausted to death.
Outside the courtyard of the temple, the land was even planted. There were two large vegetable gardens, and the vegetables in the vegetable gardens were flourishing.
It seems that the great monks in this temple are completely self-sufficient, only such monks are truly practicing.
In today's world, people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is hot and cold. Many monks in temples are fake monks. There are usually five people and six people in the temple. Hi than anyone else.
What is incomprehensible is that there are still many rich people who sent a lot of incense money to those temples, hoping to bless the Buddha, but all the money went into the pockets of those fake monks for them to eat, drink and have fun , how can there be half a monk's appearance.
Seeing this dilapidated temple, I knew there must be an expert living in it.
The gate of the temple was closed, and Uncle Hu Zi walked over immediately, knocked on the door, and politely called out: "Is there anyone in the temple? We are pilgrims who came to offer incense."
Not long after, there were footsteps coming from the courtyard. After the courtyard door was opened, a young monk opened the courtyard door, but he saw that the young monk had a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and he was not very fluent in speaking: " Amitabha...all...all benefactors, you...you still come to offer incense at this late hour?"
"Well, little master let us go in and offer incense sticks." Uncle Huzi said politely.
The little master opened the courtyard door and let a few of us walk in.
This small temple is very small, with only a few houses. After entering the courtyard, there is a big hall not far away. The Buddha is enshrined in the big hall. Uncle Huzi and Tang Wu went to offer incense and kowtow, and each took out 1 yuan Money incense money.
I didn't go. Although I am a Feng Shui master, my master is a Taoist. In the final analysis, I am also a Taoist disciple and cannot worship Buddha.
"I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it. You must have heard that during the Three Tribulations, people from the four major Fengshui schools competed with my master to accept me as an apprentice, right?" I said a little excitedly.
Uncle Hu Zi suddenly realized, he slapped his thigh and said: "My God, the great monk is not the leader of the Fengshui lineage of the Bazhai School, the great monk known as the "Southern Monk", right?"
"That's right, it was him. No wonder he was able to suppress so many ghosts in that restaurant. Only such a master can do such a big skill. Otherwise, given the great resentment of the ghosts in that restaurant, maybe It has already surpassed a terrifying existence like Ruan Na." I said.
Uncle Huzi took a deep breath and said, "Master, something is not quite right. Since Master Jueming is so powerful, why didn't he clean up all the ghosts in that restaurant? It's been 20 years It has been many years, but people still die, this great monk is not good at work, is it because his cultivation is not good enough?"
"Since he is the top figure of the Bazhai School, his methods are absolutely superb. I think the main reason is because of the identity of Zen Master Jueming. He is a monk, a monk, and he is compassionate. He can't bear to commit murder. He Even if he has the ability, he will not take action to kill all those ghosts, but he can't save so many ghosts at once, so he adopted the method of Buddhist imprisonment and sealing to suppress the resentment and hostility of those ghosts, and surrounded the restaurant After reading the scriptures for three days and three nights, if he didn't do this, it would not be a matter of one or two people dying a year, but whoever entered that restaurant would be a dead end, just like the girls' dormitory building at Yanbei University. Same." I analyzed.
"Hearing what the young master said, it seems quite reasonable. It seems that this great monk is really a very powerful expert." Uncle Huzi nodded.
"Boss Tang, do you know where the Lingjue Temple is? I want to pay a visit to Master Jueming." I looked at Boss Tang and said.
"I've never been there. I heard that Lingjue Temple is located on a remote mountain in the outskirts of Jinling City. There is usually no incense, and there are not many monks in the temple. If you look carefully, it should not be difficult to find. You can Let Tang Wu take Master Wu there." Boss Tang said politely.
"Master, are you really going to find that Zen master Jueming?" Uncle Huzi said with some concern.
"Any questions?" I asked.
"The head of the family doesn't seem to like your relationship with the four major Fengshui schools. The old man is quite jealous. If you let him know, maybe you will get some shoes on your ass." Uncle Huzi laughed.
"What do you care about him? I have practiced with him for eight years. It is his apprentice's business. It has already been settled and no one can change it. Could it be that Zen Master Jueming still wants to keep me as his apprentice? Even if He is willing, but I don't agree, and being a monk can't drink or eat meat, and the key point is that you can't marry a wife, don't you think so?" I laughed.
"That's right, let's go for a walk." Uncle Hu Zi got up and said.
Just do what you say, Boss Tang and An Yuzhang sent me to the door, got into Tang Wu's car, and the three of us went straight to the southern suburbs of Jinling.
When we went out, it was already in the evening. After dark, we left Jinling City and drove southward for dozens of kilometers before stopping at a stretch of high mountains. There was no way to go any further.
After Tang Wu parked the car, he pointed to a mountain not far away and said, "Master Wu, Lingjue Temple is halfway up the mountain in front of us, and we have to climb the mountain for at least half an hour to get there."
"Let's go, since we're here, let's meet that Zen master Jueming." I took a step forward and walked towards the mountain road ahead.
While walking, I thought about Zen Master Jueming. When I was a child, I heard from my father that the monk was quite fat, weighing at least 200 kilograms. At the beginning, he almost fought with my master Li Xuantong in order to snatch me as an apprentice, and then left alone angrily. .
There is no way, who made me so good and good-looking. People in the village hope that so many high-level people will go to the pole and go to my house to accept me as an apprentice. The key is that our studies are also very stable, and ordinary people can't compare.
I am also very curious, what does the great monk look like, and what kind of attitude will he have if he knows that I am the original Wu Jie?
If I asked him to help, he would probably help... After all, I almost became his apprentice back then.
Then it proves that I have a predestined relationship with this great monk.
After climbing the mountain for more than half an hour, we finally arrived at the gate of Lingjue Temple.
Looking around, I found that this temple is indeed quite dilapidated, with grass growing on the walls of the courtyard.
Just because this temple was built in such a remote place, it is destined to have no incense.
Whoever has nothing to do to burn incense, still has to run such a long distance, the key is to climb the mountain, and he will be exhausted to death.
Outside the courtyard of the temple, the land was even planted. There were two large vegetable gardens, and the vegetables in the vegetable gardens were flourishing.
It seems that the great monks in this temple are completely self-sufficient, only such monks are truly practicing.
In today's world, people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is hot and cold. Many monks in temples are fake monks. There are usually five people and six people in the temple. Hi than anyone else.
What is incomprehensible is that there are still many rich people who sent a lot of incense money to those temples, hoping to bless the Buddha, but all the money went into the pockets of those fake monks for them to eat, drink and have fun , how can there be half a monk's appearance.
Seeing this dilapidated temple, I knew there must be an expert living in it.
The gate of the temple was closed, and Uncle Hu Zi walked over immediately, knocked on the door, and politely called out: "Is there anyone in the temple? We are pilgrims who came to offer incense."
Not long after, there were footsteps coming from the courtyard. After the courtyard door was opened, a young monk opened the courtyard door, but he saw that the young monk had a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and he was not very fluent in speaking: " Amitabha...all...all benefactors, you...you still come to offer incense at this late hour?"
"Well, little master let us go in and offer incense sticks." Uncle Huzi said politely.
The little master opened the courtyard door and let a few of us walk in.
This small temple is very small, with only a few houses. After entering the courtyard, there is a big hall not far away. The Buddha is enshrined in the big hall. Uncle Huzi and Tang Wu went to offer incense and kowtow, and each took out 1 yuan Money incense money.
I didn't go. Although I am a Feng Shui master, my master is a Taoist. In the final analysis, I am also a Taoist disciple and cannot worship Buddha.
