The monk's airs have always been very big, and he didn't draw a number until 8 o'clock in the morning to enter!

Xia Qiudi held the number and kept wandering at the door, her eyes were clearly visible, while Chu Tian did not pay too much attention to whether he would win the lottery. He casually held the two little guys and looked around. Under Chu Tian's indulgence, the two sisters pointed at the Buddha statues around him and asked questions without restraint.

"Brother, what kind of Buddha is this?"

"Why is this Buddha angry? Why is he laughing?"

Ye Jingqin and Ye Jingyuan flashed round eyes and sent out all the questions in their hearts. Compared to Lian Bubai, they felt that Chu Tian was more approachable. In addition to his funny and omniscient answers, more importantly, Chu Tian always took an encouraging attitude to motivate them.

From time to time, believers came in and bowed devoutly. Chu Tian and the other two, who had been standing up and staring at the ancient Buddha, looked very dazzling, especially with a faint smile on their faces, which made the believers who came and went and threw disgusted eyes.

Others come to worship Buddha for fear of being scolded by the Buddha, but this kid is full of ruffianism, and there are two children who speak freely around him pointing at the Buddha statue. In their opinion, this is completely blasphemy of the Buddha. How can the Buddhist holy land allow others to despise it?

Of course Chu Tian felt it, so he naturally wouldn't care.

In his opinion, if a person pays too much attention to other people's opinions, it will be too tired. People live for themselves, not for others. At this moment, Ye Jingyuan pointed to the red paper in the side hall and asked: "Brother Chu Tian, ​​what is written on it? I don't recognize many words!"

Chu Tian glanced at him and replied casually: "It's the temple that recruits lay children!"

There were many people surrounding the recruitment paper, and some people started to talk and even asked how to register. Ye Jingqin frowned slightly and walked to Chu Tian and asked, "Brother, what are the benefits of recruiting so many lay children in the temple? Don't you have to cook a lot of rice?"

Chu Tian shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "Of course there are benefits."

The two sisters looked up at Chu Tian and replied in surprise: "What are the benefits?"

While they were asking, the pilgrims who disliked Chu Tian also looked curiously, wanting to see what this arrogant boy would say. Unexpectedly, Chu Tian chuckled: "Being a monk requires all four elements. So when everyone becomes a monk, all their wealth will be in the temple."

Everyone was stunned, but the truth contained in it was clearly visible.

There was a gray-clothed monk in the main hall and walked over uncontrollably: "Donor, please be quiet in the holy land of Buddhism. If you don't burn incense or pay tribute, please rest outside the hall. Don't stop other sincere donors from incense! If you insist on making a big statement here, you may be punished by the Buddha's heaven."

Chu Tian carried his hands on his back and responded lightly: "The temple is big and the Buddha is big. The Buddha is open-minded and the sea is open and can't accommodate us. Could it be that he is really blocked by money? We can leave, but I want to ask the master to help us answer a question, hoping to be a blow to the ignorant people and other ignorant people."

In order to get Chu Tian away earlier, the gray-clothed monk stared slightly: "What's the problem?"

After hearing what the monk said, everyone in the Buddhist temple became more interested, and it attracted many people outside. After all, it is rare to hear the monks in the Buddhist temple talk about Buddhism in person. Unless you donate a considerable amount of incense money, such things are hard to come by.

Chu Tian curled a faint smile on his lips, and his heart felt like he was successful. He knew that the monks in each hall were famous monks in the temple. Through them, they could test the depth of the temple and reflect the cultivation of Master Shengwu, which would provide some confidence for himself to contact.

So the four ghosts and monsters in the hall he was in his own eyes slowly spoke: "I have always been very strange. Since there are tens of thousands of people worshiping the Buddhist temple, it should be peaceful and peaceful. Master, what is the use of these four Buddha statues so hideous? Is it a bit out of place here?"

Everyone was a little confused while excited, and they felt deeply the same as Chu Tian reminded them.

The monk in gray suddenly became bigger and it took him a long time to jump out: "Exorcism and evil spirits!"

Not to mention Chu Tian disagreed with this answer, even the pilgrims shook their heads secretly. Chu Tian sighed softly: "Exorcism and evil spirits? Although the master is concise, he cannot relieve our confusion. Moreover, before it can be effective, we wait for the people to be scared by them!"

While the monk in gray was pursing his lips and pondering hard, a young monk in a commonplace came next to him. The man had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were deeply entangled in his sockets. He seemed to have not eaten enough for a long time, but he was still bright and bright. The expression on his face made people suspect that he had just woken up.

The monk in gray had a straight face and shouted to him: "My Crazy Junior Brother, why are you coming out?"

The monk in the common man shrugged his shoulders and grimaced at him, completely breaking the solemnity that monks should have, making the pilgrims around him laugh subconsciously. The monk in the gray-clothed monk showed sternness in his eyes. Just when he was about to scold him, the monk in the common man had already looked at Chu Tian and said with a smile:

"Little donor, I will answer you for your senior brother. These four ghosts and monsters are used by the Buddha to intimidate evil thoughts and deter all the dirty thoughts of common thoughts, so that the donor can abandon the evil thoughts in his nature and develop good intentions piously towards my Buddha. Only when you are afraid can you be good. Those who are not afraid are prone to great evil."

The pilgrims nodded one after another. The monks were monks. The Buddhist principles were easy to understand and solemn. Chu Tian smiled and said without any objection: "It seems that the master is still not yet a vulgar, otherwise he can just laugh it off! Why bother with the ordinary man, a kid?"

The gray-clothed monk's face changed slightly, and he suddenly found that he was trapped by Chu Tian. Whether he opened his mouth or not to answer Chu Tian's questions, the latter could force the other party into a difficult situation. If he didn't answer, it would mean that the temple's Buddhist teachings were shallow. If he answered, he would be a scheming, which was contrary to the Buddhist principle of indisputability.

This kid is so sinister and insidious that he cannot be liberated after death.

Fortunately, it was not my own answer, otherwise I would have been plotted against this guy! The monk in gray was secretly grateful. The monk in the common man looked relaxed and laughed and replied: "I am naturally not satisfied with my secular mind, otherwise I would have entered the land of peace of mind for a long time. Why do I have to struggle to entangle in this world?"

The common monk admitted frankly and pointed out all his mistakes because he was not very good at studying the Dharma. The most wonderful thing is that this gives people the feeling of being a monk who has attained enlightenment. It turns out that there are two ways to practice Taoism! Chu Tian secretly admired him. Even admitting his mistakes is so high-sounding.

At the same time, he developed a little interest in the monk.

"In addition, they have another meaning."

The common monk looked at Chu Tian, ​​and a kind of wisdom flashed on his face: "All the donor fears them is because his previous life is not good and he has been dealt with by the Buddha. He has great fear in this life, that is, his karma is too deep. The donor does more good deeds, otherwise there will be some difficulties in the future...

The pilgrims immediately lowered their heads and chuckled, their eyes deeply interesting.

Chu Tian also laughed silently. This guy is really amazing. Not only does he use softness to overcome hardness to resolve his sharp problems, but he also does not forget to take the opportunity to teach himself a lesson. What does it mean to be dealt with by the Buddha in his previous life? This is just a bend and scolding himself for his evil deeds. It seems that the monks in this temple are really difficult to deal with.

Just when everyone thought there was a next round of confrontation, the chanting song came to an abrupt end.

Because Xia Qiudi ran over ecstatically, raised the paper in her hand and shouted excitedly to Chu Tian: "We have been beaten, No. 18, we can go in and meet Master Shengqi. Maybe we will give us some advice in person. Chu Tian, ​​let's go in quickly."

The pilgrims were a little stunned. Can the guy who speaks out loud still win the lottery?

If Chu Tian had known that he had been drawn by the temple and paid tribute, he would have thought that Xia Qiudi had won the 300 million lottery prize. He was so happy to pay for it, and he did not forget to respond to her emotions: "Is that so? It seems that we are really destined to be able to get guidance from the mage!"

In fact, Chu Tian never rejected or even respected the monks in the temple. He just thought of Master Shengwu last night's temptation, so he automatically despised his character. Therefore, although he was beaten and was personally guided by Master Shengwu, he was not too happy, but just held in contact.

The monk in the common man took a half step forward and smiled faintly: "Donor, congratulations!"

Chu Tian gave him a thumbs up and praised: "The master is the real master!"

The monk in the common man laughed loudly, then he approached Chu Tian and lowered his voice: "Little donor, thank you for letting me win. Unfortunately, I don't have much money on my body today, otherwise I can invite you down the mountain to have a drink. Well, wait two days, I'll buy some money before I invite you!"

After saying that, he hummed a few poems and left: "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returning. Don't you see the mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, like blue hair and snow in the evening. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty...Will you drink wine, don't stop the glass..."

The monk in gray showed helplessness and kept shouting: "Crazy Junior Brother, Junior Brother..."

Chu Tian was stunned. This guy really has a personality!

But before he could find out the truth, a monk led people into the inner hall where the karma met.

Xia Qiudi hurriedly pulled Chu Tian and the others in. When the monk in charge saw so many people on the other side, his brows frowned at first, but immediately changed his mind when he saw Chu Tian, ​​and reached out and sang: "Dear donors, I have no magical name. Please follow me into the inner hall. Senior Brother Shengfu will come soon!"

Xia Qiudi nodded quickly, and her excitement became more and more intense.

The Hall where the Cause is located is behind the Main Hall, and belongs to the side hall of the back garden of the Hyde Temple. It is not far from the living area of ​​the pilgrimage. Along the way, the monk Wuse kept explaining to everyone. Being able to be selected by Master Shengwu to guide the mist is a lucky thing that ordinary people can't get by!

The meaning is like a life of walking alone in the sea of ​​suffering in the world, and a guiding light suddenly appears.

The side hall was brightly lit and smoke was floating, and the rhythmic sound of wooden fish and the singing of the Buddha came from it. At the door, two 10-year-old novice monks stood, wearing apricot yellow monk's robe, looking cute. When they saw each pilgrim, they would bow and close their heads and chant "Amitabha" with a respectful attitude.

Next to the two little novice monks was a big red donation box that was about the same height as them.

Master Wu Shi's face was calm and his voice was like a bell: "All donors were actually selected by Master Shengwu to guide him, which means that everyone has a cause and condition with the Buddha. At this moment, you must be more sincere and respectful to the Buddha. So, donor, see if you are,,,,,,,,,"

Under such obvious prompts, dozens of selected believers donated generously. Whenever the believers stuffed heavy money into them, the two little novice monks would sing "Blessing of Buddha" to give back to them. The face of the asexual master gradually became rosy as the money was stuffed into them.

When it was Chu Tian and the others' turn, Xia Qiudi was about to pay, but was pulled by Chu Tian. Then she completely ignored the shock of the master of sex, and did not pay a penny. She just swayed and pulled everyone into the hall. She vaguely heard behind her, and she heard a vague curse: "Iron Rooster!"

Chu Tian smiled without saying a word, and his ridicule became more and more intense.

But when he really walked inside, Chu Tian was still slightly surprised because the show was amazing, just like a school classroom. In the hall of only 200 square meters, there were eighty or ninety short cases, and on the short cases, there were pocket incense burners, ancient Buddhist scriptures, and hot tea.

Behind each short case, there were two people sitting on the garden, reciting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, with a solemn expression.

At first glance, the room was filled with smoke and people were surging.

At the very front of the short case where you are looking, is a huge lotus platform carved with white marble, about three or four meters high. Each lotus leaf looks crystal clear and sacred and solemn because of the surrounding light layout. Behind the lotus platform, there are about a dozen old monks sitting cross-legged, singing Buddhist scriptures peacefully.

Chu Tian and the others sat down according to the serial number. Because there were only two cushions on each table, Chu Tian and Xia Qiudi could only hold Ye Jingyuan's sisters in their arms. Then they took the tea on the table and took a sip of it. After everyone adapted to the environment and rested for a while, a light promise sounded in the hall:

Dear donors, please be quiet, the mage is coming out!

The entire hall immediately became noisy, and only the monks chanting the scriptures. The feeling was like being a sacrificial cemetery, which made people feel chilling and fearful. In addition, the four angry Vajras swaying around, Xia Qiudi subconsciously approached Chu Tian, ​​and even her breathing became thicker.

Chu Tian patted her hand gently so that she could be quiet.

But the twin sisters were not afraid and still glanced around.

With a clear bell ringing, the lingering sound lingered, as if it was a signal. The lights in the hall were extinguished at the same time, instantly putting everyone in darkness. Only the incense offered was faintly visible and even more gloomy. Faced with this sudden change, the exclamation of several believers came from vaguely.

The monks' chanting scriptures suddenly became louder after the lotus platform, like songs and singing, like surging floods, everywhere. Chu Tian felt that he suddenly approached his fragrant body from his side, and Xia Qiudi was tightly attached to Chu Tian, ​​and his breathing was rapid and trembling.

Chu Tian sighed lightly: It scares people, how are gods and ghosts always similar?

The mysterious and strange darkness lasted for more than ten seconds. As everyone's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, the lotus flowers in front of them began to light up one after another. The lotus platform carved with white marble looked like lotus flowers blooming at this moment, and finally shining brightly.

On the lotus platform high above, at some point, an elderly monk holding Buddhist beads, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and wearing a red and golden robe. The monk's heavenly court is full and powerful, with a faint sway of generals and ministers, set off the rays of thousands of lights on the lotus platform under him, and the treasure is solemn.

I think this monk is Master Shengfu from Hyde Temple.

Dozens of believers in the audience witnessed the Hollywood scene, and their hearts were shocked and bent down, chanting the Buddha's name, and praising the faces of piety. Only Chu Tian still sat upright indifferently, as if he was watching a circus performance, making Xia Qiudi, who was sitting beside him, smile bitterly.

This guy is always so unruly.

As soon as the believers finished singing the promise, they heard the Master of Holy Rage chant loudly: "The Buddha said: The mind is the source of evil, the body is the source of sin, the mind is insatiable, but the mind is seeking more, and the sin is increased. The Buddha also said: More desires are suffering, life and death fatigue arise from greed. Less desires are inaction, and the mind and body are free,,,,"

His voice was low and deep, echoing in the enclosed hall.

These Buddhist scriptures in the fog came out, and the believers even lowered their heads slightly and dared not look at them, so that they would not find the surprise and confusion in their eyes, so as not to be mistaken for being mistaken for having no Buddha roots. Only Chu Tian held the tea and smiled at the performance of Master Shengqi, his expression still remained calm as before.

No matter how vast the Dharma is, it will always be empty!

A monk was holding a green plate with dozens of sliced ​​yellow papers, which were written on the paper with the numbers that everyone had drawn. It was already commendable to be able to come in and participate in the cause and condition meeting. It was even more rare honor to let Master Shengwu personally give guidance, so everyone looked forward to it.

The Holy Wrathful Master looked at the green plate calmly, reached out and gently pinched a piece of yellow paper, then shot it into the air, the yellow paper floated to two meters high, and instantly burned in the amazement of everyone. A simple word "7" also flashed in the flames, dazzling and gorgeous.

If it weren't for silence, believers would applaud.

Ye Jingyuan opened her round eyes and thoughtful. After a moment, she leaned in Chu Tian's ear and muttered quietly: "Brother, this is actually a trick. I have seen the secret of magic on TV... Why can this master do magic too?... It's really magical..."

Chu Tian patted her back and said with a smile: "Everyone said he is a master, of course he can do everything!

Of course, he understood the trick of the Holy Rage Mage, which is to add hardwood charcoal powder or aluminum powder and iron powder to apply yellow paper. After burning, some particles are not completely burned out in the light interceptor and are sprayed out. When these sprayed particles meet oxygen in the air, a second combustion reaction will occur, resulting in different colors and a certain brightness. Physically, they are called spray waves or pull wave phenomena.

During the muttering and secret conversation between the two of them, the Holy Rage Master had already looked at a capable woman on the left, with a gentle voice: "Donor, your Yin Tang is dark, your eyes are indecisive, not only will you block what you want, but you will also cause trouble yourself!"
To be continued...