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Chapter 1194 Second Monk Xuelang

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    It was stormy and the sky and the earth were dark.  The strong wind carried the boundless rain curtain, completely covering the Huazang Temple at the foot of Yufeng Mountain.

    Incense was burning in the Great Buddha Pavilion. Zhao Hao put three futons together and leaned lazily on them, listening to the rain and talking to the virgin-looking Xuelang Monk in front of the Buddha in a white robe.

    The day before yesterday, the Dongshan Meteorological Observatory issued the No. 3 typhoon forecast this year, although the warning level was not raised after the blue warning.  The center of the typhoon should have entered Jiangxi, Fujian Province in Penghu, but it still brought heavy rains for days. Mr. Zhao could only cancel his original schedule and go to the temple to chat with a monk to relieve his boredom.

    "When Master Hui Xiang first came to Kunshan, it is said that that night, there was a violent storm and the roar of the trees. The whole county heard the sound of Pu Chu from far and near, and everyone was surprised. The next day, at dawn, the foundation of the temple was completed and the foundation stones of the steps were laid.  It's the help of the mountain god" Xue Lang used his charming voice to tell Mr. Zhao about the origin of Huizang Temple's predecessor, Huiju Temple, while adding oil to the everlasting lamp.

    "Oh, that's great." Mr. Zhao said lazily and perfunctorily.

    "Do you believe it, Benefactor Zhao?" Xue Lang asked him.

    "Believe it." Zhao Hao smiled and said, Youdao sings songs wherever he goes, how can he talk about science in front of the Buddha statue?

    "But the young monk doesn't believe it." Who knows that Xuelang said without hesitation: "Master Hui Xiang was able to repair Huazang Temple in a short time because he had a disciple named Xiao Yan."

    "You know, you can turn your fighting spirit into a horse." Zhao Haokou said happily.

    "Uh, I'm talking about Emperor Wu of Liang" Xuelang asked strangely: "What kind of famous horse is 'Douqi Flower Horse'?"

    "Pretend I didn't say" Zhao Hao waved his hands and sat up cross-legged.  If you talk disrespectfully in front of the Buddha, let it go.

    "Alas, geniuses are always not understood by mortals." Xue Lang apologized hurriedly: "It is the incompetence of the young monk that cannot understand Almsgiver Zhao."

    "You should talk about business." Zhao Haoxin said that if you can understand, then it will be worse, I can only kill people and silence them.

    "Oh, what the young monk means is that because of the support of Emperor Wu of Liang, the Huazang Temple can be built quickly and Buddhism can flourish." Xuelang finished adding oil and put incense sticks on the Buddha.  During the tribulation, Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty ordered the destruction of Buddhist temples all over the world, and Huazang Temple also suffered disaster. It can be seen that the real power of magic is the monarch of the world."

    "You bald donkey dare to slander Buddha, aren't you destroying your own job?" Zhao Hao said with wide eyes.

    "When has the young monk ever slandered my Buddha?" Xuelang said with a solemn look on his face: "I am the most devout believer of the Buddha. Look at this brand new Buddhist temple and pavilion, which is green and green, it is the best proof -  "

    "What kind of proof is this?" Mr. Zhao said speechlessly.

    "Two years ago, this place was in ruins. The main hall was open and the Buddha's face was covered with bird droppings."

    "Do you think the Buddha cares about those poor monks who only know how to recite his name and don't know how to build temples, or do you think he cares about monks like petty monks who actively raise funds to build temples?"

    "Of course it's you." Zhao Hao said without hesitation.  There is a saying that "the incense will burn when a temple is broken".  Only when the temple is built can there be more incense. The more beautiful the temple is, the more prosperous the incense will be. Buddha will not be unable to even settle this account.

    "Just like the ace salesmen of all companies, they are the treasures that the boss keeps in his mouth for fear of melting. He will scold the boss for being late and leaving early As long as he doesn't tease the female secretary, it won't be a problem.

    "Look, with my great merits in repairing two temples, it doesn't matter if I talk and do things casually and be more particular about food and clothing. The Buddha will not blame me." Xuelang said proudly.

    Zhao Haoxin said, are you being particular?  I've never seen anyone more jealous than you.

    He remembered that the Buddha said that ¡®the sutra should not be passed down lightly¡¯, and he felt that the family of the elder Zhao of the State of Shewei only gave him three dou and three liters of mini-gold.  Dunjue Lingshan, a large enterprise, must at least give Xuelang a Luo Han Guo position in the future.

    ¡°Uh, no, that one seems to be the Buddha described by Lao Wu.  However, the most greedy people in the world are the eunuchs in the palace and the monks in the temple. It seems that there is a basis for what Lao Wu wrote.

    ¡®Sin, sin, sin.  ¡¯ Mr. Zhao quickly confessed to the Buddha and whispered: ¡°If the Buddha wants to blame, just go to the county government office to find Lao Wu. He is writing novels and arranging novels all day long. You are the old man. You should be 404¡±

    "Donor Zhao, what did you say?" Xue Lang didn't understand, so he asked humbly: "I wonder where this 'Siling Temple' is? Is it also in disrepair for a long time? The young monk can go and repair it"

    "No, I mean" Zhao Hao smacked his lips and said perfunctorily: "You changed the name of Huiju Temple to Huazang Temple, isn't it unethical?"

    The temple originally built by Master Hui Xiang was called "Hui Ju Temple". Wang Wei even wrote a poem on this titlebsp;The old monk went out to pay his respects in the back garden and was accidentally stabbed into his buttocks by the tip of a bamboo shoot, which caused him constant pain.  When the young novice monk saw this, he put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, retribution."

    But the little novice monk in his imagination was him, not this Silence

    "Okay, let's be serious." Zhao Hao coughed twice, looked at Xuelang's Madame Butterfly face and said, "I remember when you were in Jinling and you said after you built the Great Repaying Enemy Temple, you can retire without any resentment.  "

    "Not bad." Xuelang said happily immediately: "It turns out that Almsgiver Zhao is quite interested in the young monk."

    "Yes, we are good friends." Zhao Hao smiled and nodded: "Of course I care about you. Are you going to fight elsewhere again?"

    "Well, I will. The young monk has made a great wish to build ten temples for the Buddha, and this is the second one." Xue Lang said with a smile: "But there is no rush now, we can wait until Zhao Zhixian is transferred.  "

    "What does it have to do with my father?" Zhao Hao was puzzled.

    "It's easy to do things when you have old parents taking care of you." Xuelang also blinked and said, "Oh yes, he may be my grandfather by then. Wouldn't that be more convenient?"

    "You monk, you are so embarrassed. I thought you came to Kunshan for me, but it turns out it is for my father!" Zhao Hao was speechless for a while, then smiled and said: "In that case, I will find you a more reliable backer.  how?"

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