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The semicircular avenue looks like the two wings of the Daxiong Palace.
They walked along the avenue on the left.
The shadows cast by the tall trees form a shade.
They walked in the shade of the trees and passed the release pond. The lotus flowers in the pond swayed gracefully, as if greeting them.
"I like this place!" Lin Feiyang admired: "It's open, not petty at all!"
Farkon nodded.
At least standing on the steps of the Daxiong Palace and looking at the open situation in front of you will open your heart.
When the two came to the Daxiong Hall, the two monks were busy.
A monk with white eyebrows and youthful appearance was cleaning the incense burner.
This monk has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, even though his beard and eyebrows are as white as an old man, he still gives people a sense of vitality.
He gently wiped the incense burner with a rag, as gently as if stroking, Junyi's face was tense, but his eyes were soft.
There is almost no incense in the dark incense burner, and the three long incense sticks are slowly burning, emitting a faint sandalwood.
Another monk was cleaning the steps.
His beard and eyebrows are also white, and his face is as rosy and smooth as a baby, with a smile on his face.
Put your head down and wipe it carefully, not letting go of every inch, as if there is only one thing in the world, with no distractions and no distractions.
Fakong pays a tithe.
"Yuanye, Yuandeng, the new abbot has arrived!" Yuan Sheng said coldly.
The two looked up.
"Yuanye has met the abbot." Monk Junyi put down the rag and titheed.
Another old monk with a blushing face also put down the rag, and said with a smile: "Finally, we have an abbot, and we can open the gate of the temple to welcome pilgrims."
Fakong Heshi smiled: "Uncle Yuanye, Uncle Yuandeng, you still have to work hard to manage the monastery. I, the abbot, came here to study and see the prosperity of Shenjing and sharpen the Buddha's heart. I probably can't support others. hospital."
The two looked at each other.
Yuan Ye Junyi's face was slightly tense, and his expression was stern: "Is the abbot here to fool around?"
"Alas" Yuan Deng shook his head and sighed: "The previous abbot Yuan Xin came to fool around, and nephew Fakong Master and you are the same. It seems that we don't want to get ahead in the King Kong Bieyuan."
"Uncle Yuanxin's methods are powerful, and I am absolutely inferior." Fakong said with a smile: "Just do as before."
He has seen Yuan Xin's method from the heart, and it is really powerful.
"Yes." The two responded perfunctorily, one continued to wipe the incense burner, and the other continued to wipe the steps.
Lin Feiyang opened his mouth and looked at Fakong.
No matter how stupid a person is, he knows that he can't say such discouraging words. The new official takes office three fires, and the fire must be ignited, so that people can see hope and have a future, so they can work hard.
Monk Fakong was fine, instead of lighting the fire, he poured water on it, which made people feel uncomfortable.
How can this abbot do a good job!
He shook his head secretly: No experience, no experience!
Yuan Sheng said coldly: "The abbot will follow me into the hall."
Fakong entered the Daxiong Hall, Heshi saluted the first generation patriarch of King Kong Temple, and then exited the hall.
The side halls on both sides enshrine several patriarchs, all of whom have achieved Vajra, and he went up to pay their respects one by one.
On both sides of the Daxiong Hall are verandas, like two arms stretched sideways.
There is a moon gate on the right side of the Daxiong Palace. After passing through the gate, you will see a huge lotus pond.
On the nine-story high platform in the center of the lotus pond is a large hall - the Sutra Pavilion, with an area of ??more than 300 square meters.
The verandah of more than 100 meters connects the Daxiong Palace and the Sutra Pavilion.
In the lotus pond, the bright and clean lotus swayed gently, and the fish poked their heads out from time to time, and then quickly retracted into the water.
Everyone came to the Sutra Pavilion, opened the door and entered.
Rows of bookshelves are full, and they go directly to the fourth floor.
On the fourth floor is a big brass clock, and the log that strikes the clock is purple lacquered, which is actually red sandalwood.
"Master Uncle Huiling is in charge of this." Yuan Sheng said coldly, "But Master Uncle Huiling is always playful and often disappears."
"What a beautiful scenery." Fakong stood beside the bell and admired.
The four-story building is about 20 meters long. In the previous life, it was equivalent to the seventh floor. It is already a high-rise building in Shenjing.
You can see restaurants not far away, and these restaurants are built higher.
It is about 2,000 meters away from the Forbidden Palace. Without excellent eyesight, it is impossible to see the Forbidden Palace. High-rise buildings are prohibited within a radius of 500 meters from the Forbidden Palace.? No one is allowed to live! "
Fakong suddenly felt something.
He put down his chopsticks, took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then took out a wordless Buddhist scripture from his pocket.
Opening the first page, the three characters are clearer, and it can be clearly seen that these three characters are composed of countless small characters.
It's a pity that I can't read these small characters.
"What are you looking at!" Lin Feiyang was throwing a meat bun into his mouth in one breath, chewing slowly, and glanced at it with his head.
Fakong ignored him, stared at the small characters and continued to read, trying to see the specific appearance of these small characters, and he really saw two small characters clearly.
It's a pity that I don't recognize any of them.
He can feel that these small characters are in the same line as the three big characters, and they are self-contained.
Lin Feiyang laughed: "There is nothing, I thought there were flowers on it!"
What Lin Feiyang saw was an empty space without words.
Fakong glanced at him, then continued to stare at the small words, and saw two more small words, but did not recognize them.
"Who is the most famous and educated person in Shenjing City?"
"Hmm" Lin Feiyang stopped at this question.
If you ask Lin Feiyang who are the masters in Shenjing City, he knows better, and he doesn't care about those literati at all.
"Inquire about it." Fakong said.
Lin Feiyang patted his chest and wrapped it around himself.
After eating, the two went down from the Guanyun Building, and walked on the bustling Suzaku Avenue, stopping to look at it from time to time.
At this time, most of the morning stalls have been taken away, and the shops on both sides are open. The guys are cleaning hard and attracting customers at the same time.
When Fakong returned to the other courtyard, he found that several people were already standing at the gate.
The eight guards had bulging temples, energetic and vigorous.
The delicate and sweet Mrs. Xu is hugging Xu Qingluo, two little boys are holding her by the skirt at her feet, and a handsome young man is standing beside her.
Fakong knew the identity of this young man, Xu Enzhi, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.
? Xu Enzhi stepped forward to tithe: "The late Xu Enzhi has met Master Fakong."
"Master Xu, you are welcome, please come in." Fakong paid his respects, paid his respects to Mrs. Xu, and smiled at Xu Qingluo and the two little boys.
Lin Feiyang knocked on the door knowingly, Yuan Sheng opened the door coldly and invited them in.
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