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Chapter 153 I¡¯ll take you to meet someone

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    Tianjie Temple is right in front of you. Looking up from a distance, you can see many cornices and a deep courtyard.

    There are two large temples and more than ten small temples in charge here. It can be called a corporate-level temple.

    Leaving the horses outside, the group entered Tianjie Temple under the leadership of a Zhike monk.

    Going up the steps, there are lush trees on both sides.

    The monk Zhike pointed at these big trees and said with some pride: "When Emperor Taizu Gao built our Tianjie Temple, he specially moved countless big trees from the surrounding area, and this is how we have the deep scene of the ancient courtyard now."

    The breeze blew, and as his clothes fluttered, Fang Xing felt as if he was already riding the wind.

    Turning around, Fang Xing looked at Zhang Shuhui, who was following behind and being supported by two maids, and said with a smile: "Shuhui, this is a good place for a leisurely visit. I will bring you back next time."

    Zhang Shuhui lowered her eyes, and Fang Xing forcibly removed the veil from her face, which made her a little uncomfortable.

    Seeing the surprised look in Zhike Monk's eyes towards Zhang Shuhui, Zhu Zhanji hummed: "A celebrity is a romantic person, so naturally there is no need to cover up."

    After Fang Xing followed, he laughed at himself when he heard this: "What a celebrity, it's just that he feels that the man restrains the woman too much. Husband and wife are one, but for the man's selfishness, he wraps up the woman tightly.  Why bother!"

    ¡°They are all naked, naked and naked, who is more noble than who?¡±

    Fang Xing¡¯s last words despised those defenders of Taoism, but made Zhike Monk tremble and move. He clasped his hands together and said, ¡°Tan Yue¡¯s words are ethereal, his understanding is profound, and he is not as good as a poor monk!¡±

    When Zhang Shuhui heard it later, she was also very proud.

    Only Zhu Zhanji heard a familiar flavor from these words.

    ¡ª¡ªNo matter you are an emperor or a trafficker, what is the difference between birth and death?

    Fang Xing laughed dryly and said, "I don't have much understanding, I'm just complaining."

    There are quite a lot of scenery to enjoy along the way, and we stop and go, and finally we arrive outside the main hall.

    ¡°The incense is flourishing, this is Fang Xing¡¯s impression of this place.

    The devout pilgrims are praying with their eyes closed, praying to the Buddha to bless themselves.

    Zhu Zhanji is in plain clothes today, so there is no ostentation.

    Female guests have a place to go. Fang Xing watched Zhang Shuhui enter the Guanyin Hall, and then said to Zhu Zhanji: "Why don't you go and ask for the peace charm?"

    Zhu Zhanji was arranging his clothes and said in surprise: "Brother Dehua, aren't you going?"

    Fang Xing sat down on the steps next to him and said lazily: "My heart is not sincere, so there is no need to go in."

    Zhu Zhanji has no idea what to do with Fang Xing. This person doesn¡¯t care about ghosts and gods at all, and it¡¯s useless to talk too much.

    Fang Xing sat at the door of the main hall, looking a bit too big. The pilgrims coming in and out all looked at this man in surprise, wondering who was the fool who dared to sit in such a place.

    The so-called random sitting is actually sitting randomly, the kind of sitting posture that is not particular at all.

    Fang Xing looked at these surprised pilgrims in boredom, feeling as if he was in the void, looking at all living beings with cold eyes.

    These people worship in this supposedly ethereal place with worldly desires.

    ¡°I heard that the vegetarian restaurant in Tianjie Temple is good, let¡¯s go and have a good meal.¡±

    "Okay, but it's your treat!"

    The two men who seemed to be good friends walked past Fang Xing, as if they had found relief in the palace, and wanted to have a good meal as soon as they came out.

    Groups of people went in, and people came out in groups, with hope on their sad faces.

    Religion can calm people¡¯s hearts and provide them with spiritual sustenance.

    As long as it does not conflict with the secular government, those in power will not interfere with such beliefs.

    In the vast fields surrounding Tianjie Temple, there are all happy farmers.

    As the owners of the Tianjie Temple property, they don¡¯t have to worry about excessive rents, nor do they have to worry about people starving to death during famines.

    A Tianjie Temple has tens of thousands of acres of temple property. This is because it is located in Jinling, under the Imperial City, so the temple does not dare to be too presumptuous.

    I remember that later on, most of the good land in Fujian was in the hands of temples.  It was a place with many mountains and little soil, and there was no land for farming, so sea trespassers appeared.

    These sea trespassers were scattered throughout Southeast Asia. In later generations, they became a major part of the Chinese people.The stronghold, unfortunately, was massacred many times.

    "Brother Dehua."

    Fang Xing was thinking about the miserable situation of those Chinese people in the future, when he heard the sound and faced Zhu Zhanji.

    It seems that Zhu Zhanji¡¯s identity has been discovered, so a middle-aged monk is following him, saying something with a smile on his face.

    When the monk saw Fang Xing, he was surprised and said: "Tan Yue has a natural temperament, but he is not ordinary."

    With different thoughts, of course, different temperaments.

    Fang Xing looked at the monk and said with a smile: "The great monk has a smooth complexion, which shows that he has eaten well."

    There was a bit of teasing in these words, which made the monk who couldn't figure out Fang Xing's identity change his face. He glanced at Zhu Zhanji.

    Of course, Zhu Zhanji could only smile bitterly. He knew the teacher's temper all too well, and cynicism was inevitable.

    The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Tan Yue has a murderous look on his face. He should wash it away with Buddha's Dharma before he can gain great freedom."

    When Zhu Zhanji heard this, he even wanted to cover his face.

    Sure enough, Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "He killed people and set fire to gold belts, but there were no corpses when building bridges and paving roads. Great monk, what's the explanation?"

    As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shuhui, who had just arrived, hurriedly pulled Fang Xing's back.  Zhu Zhanji was stunned and turned his head.

    No one can refute this.  From ancient times to the present, those people with blood on their hands have stepped onto the throne on human bones, while all living beings have become the bones under the throne.

    The monk recited the name of the Buddha, frowned and said: "If people deceive God, they will be blessed in future generations."

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    Fang Xing laughed, held Zhang Shuhui's little hand, and gasped slightly: "I only care about the present. As for the afterlife, who has seen it?"

    When Buddhists encourage people to do good, they often use the method of cultivating the afterlife to persuade believers.

    ??This aspect that is beneficial to those in power will of course be publicized, so after many years, even if it has experienced many suppressions along the way, Buddhism has still taken root in the land of China.

    The monk shook his head and said nothing, feeling that he should not argue with Fang Xing today.

    Zhu Zhanji saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he said: "Brother Dehua, I will take you to see an expert."

    Fang Xing also felt that what he just said was a bit too much, so he said to the monk, "You were just talking nonsense. Master, you don't need to take my words seriously."

    The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Tan Yue has an evil spirit on his face, and he may cause endless evil in the future. You can come to this temple often to listen to the Dharma."

    I have murderous intent?  Will it also cause endless killings?

    Fang Xing¡¯s fresh apology immediately disappeared. He shook his head and went to the back with Zhu Zhanji with a smile.

    Zhu Zhanji let out a long breath and said, "Brother Dehua, the people here are all eminent monks, so be careful!"

    Fang Xing let go of Zhang Shuhui's hand and said with a smile: "What kind of killing? I can't even bear to kill a chicken."

    Zhang Shuhui said somewhat uneasily: "Do you want me to avoid it?"

    "Need not."

    Zhu Zhanji pretended to be mysterious and said: "That man is respected even by my grandpa. He is not young anymore, so there is no need to worry about the taboo between men and women." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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