Quanlin Temple is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is surrounded by springs. Our Holy Ancestor Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Mazi Ge, and Emperor Gaozongchun, Qian Tinglaogou, stayed at the Quanlin Palace ten times. Mazi Ge wrote "Quanlin Ji" and carved a monument to commemorate it.

, the deaf old dog Qian who always liked the arty style was naturally not to be outdone. Not only did he carve a memorial tablet, but he also wrote an additional ninety poems.

It stands to reason that Quanlin Temple should have been world-famous since two generations of emperors, Kang Mazi and Qian Deafolaogou, visited and paid homage. Unfortunately, Quanlin Temple is far inferior to famous mountain temples such as the Northern and Southern Shaolin and Daxiangguo Temple in terms of scale and historical heritage.

, so the popularity of Quanlin Temple is limited to around Sishui County.

Zhu Xiaosong only found out about the existence of Quanlin Temple after smashing the Sishui County government office.

Then Zhu Xiaosong always thought about coming to Quanlin Temple to stay overnight and burn incense sticks for Tathagata - pockmarks can be burned, Qian Deaf old dog can burn them, but I, Zhu Xiaosong, can't burn them?

I hurriedly hurriedly and slowly along the way, and finally arrived at Quanlin Temple just as the sun was setting.

Zhu Xiaosong tilted his head and signaled Zhu Laosan to knock on the door, but Zhu Laosan was a little hesitant: "Brother, after all, we came to Quanlin Temple to stay overnight. Now you are carrying a hare and running to the temple to stay overnight and burn incense, right..."

Zhu Xiaosong glared, and Zhu Laosan quickly knocked on the door obediently.

The afterglow of the sun reflects on the ancient temple deep in the mountains, with a group of people standing on the white snow. If Zhu Laosan hadn't knocked on the door hard, it would have been a beautiful sight.

The monks in the temple were soon awakened by the chaotic knocking on the door. Normally, the rhythm of knocking on the door should be two and then three. Except for those who announced the funeral, no normal person would knock on the door as soon as they came up.

Slamming the door is extremely rude behavior.

Zhu Laosan banged it hard twice more, and the temple door finally opened slowly with a creaking sound. Xiaoguang novice behind the temple door also asked dissatisfiedly: "Who is it?"

Zhu Xiaosong took a step forward, pulled Zhu Laosan aside, and said with a smile: "Go and tell your abbot that Zhu Xiaosong, who killed the magistrate of Ningyang and the soldiers of Yanzhou a few days ago, is here to borrow..."

Before he finished speaking the next few words, the little novice monk ran towards the temple in a panic, shouting as he ran: "No! The thieves who killed the officials and rebelled are here!"

Soon, there was a patter of footsteps in the temple, and a group of monks hurriedly rushed, each holding a stick, to block Zhu Xiaosong's face.

Seeing that the legs of all the monks were trembling, Zhu Xiaosong couldn't help but chuckle. After shaking his head, he took a step forward. Naturally, the young men behind Zhu Xiaosong also took a step forward, blocking the way.

The monks in front of Zhu Xiaosong collectively took a step back.

At this moment, a Buddha's call came from far behind the monks: "Amitabha Buddha!"

The Buddha's name fell, and the monks in front of Zhu Xiaosong separated to both sides. An old monk wearing a cassock and holding a rosary slowly walked past the monks. After stopping, he couldn't help but take a look at the hare in Zhu Xiaosong's hand.

He secretly said, "I am a poor monk, Wu Zhi, and I am the abbot of Quanlin Temple. I did not know that the benefactor came to our temple, and I did not welcome him from afar. It is really a sin, a sin."

Zhu Xiaosong laughed twice and said: "Why should the great monk be so polite? As the saying goes, he who doesn't know is not guilty. We are not stingy, so naturally we will not blame him."

Wu Zhi's expression did not change, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name again and said, "I wonder if Almsgiver Zhu came to our temple today. What can I say?"

Zhu Xiaosong said with a smile: "The little novice monk just now was really too courageous. He hurried over to report the news before I even heard what I had to say. You said this was done, but we have to introduce ourselves again."

Zhu Xiaosong coughed, looked at the monks in Quanlin Temple and said, "We, Zhu Xiaosong, have always only done things to do justice for heaven. We are not murderers who like to kill people and set fires."

"So far, we have exterminated only a hundred or so households of evil gentry, and we have killed only four magistrates in total. The other eight- and ninth-rank petty officials total only about sixty or seventy, which is like the fourth-rank military equipment.

There is only one."

"So, everyone, don't be afraid."

After Zhu Xiaosong finished speaking, all the monks in Quanlin Temple took a step back - even more scared!

Monk Wuzhi was secretly wondering, is this man named Zhu introducing himself? Or is he promoting his deeds of killing officials and rebelling? What is his intention?

Thinking of this, Monk Wuzhi suddenly felt a thump in his heart, and secretly screamed that something was wrong - if Zhu Xiaosong didn't say these things, then he could pretend that he didn't know him. As long as he could keep Quanlin Temple, it wouldn't matter if he was a little angry, but

Now……

Seeing the uncertain expression on the face of Monk Wu Zhi, Zhu Xiaosong smiled and said: "Monk Yamato, don't be surprised. We came to your Quanlin Temple today not to recognize Buddhism, and not to kill people and set fires. There are only two reasons.

thing."

Monk Wuzhi felt a little more at ease now. He said in his heart that it is not just two things, even if it is two hundred or two thousand, as long as it is not too excessive, the poor monk will agree to it!

Zhu Xiaosong raised his right hand, raised his index finger, and said: "The first thing I want to do is to stay at Quanlin Temple for one night. I will leave early tomorrow morning. After that, whether you want to report to the official or not, it doesn't matter.

It’s up to you.”

The great monk Wu Zhi nodded immediately and responded: "The donor is a guest from afar, so it's okay to stay overnight. I just don't know the second thing the donor said?"

Zhu Xiaosong chuckled again, raised his middle finger, made a yes gesture with both fingers, shook it slightly, and said: "The second thing is that we have been doing justice for God recently, and as a result, we have become poor.

I have some money, so I have to ask your Tathagata Buddha to borrow some gold, silver and jewelry as a messenger."

Monk Wuzhi looked at Zhu Xiaosong in confusion, but he was furious in his heart.

Asking the Buddha to borrow money? Who the hell does it take to say such a thing in the pure land of Buddhism?

"Amitabha, sin, sin." The great monk Wu Zhi recited two lines of Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, looked at Zhu Xiaosong and said: "The donor spoke such lies in the pure land of Buddhism. Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

The smile on Zhu Xiaosong's face slowly disappeared, and he stared at Monk Wu Zhi coldly and said: "We are borrowing money from Tathagata, not from you, Monk Wu Zhi. If Tathagata does not agree to borrow money or wants to blame him, then

Let him come and tell us in person."

Monk Wuzhi's expression froze. Is there such a difference in his mind? You said you didn't borrow money from me, so why on earth did you ask Buddha to send you the money?

Monk Wu Zhi clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Amitabha, sin, sin. The monks in Quanlin Temple are all monks, and they eat only simple food every day. Even the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the main hall are just clay bodies.

If you are covered with gold, how can you get the gold and silver that the donor said?"

Zhu Xiaosong snorted, and the look on his face became colder: "It seems that we didn't explain clearly just now? We said that there were four magistrates to be killed, and the last one was the magistrate of Sishui County!"

"There are thousands of hectares of fertile land around Quanlin Temple, half of it is under the name of Quanlin Temple, and 50% of the rent is collected every year; if there is a disaster year, the usury money that returns nine times out of ten will be released. This time, in order to welcome Qian Deaf's Southern Tour

, your Quanlin Temple has spent a lot of money to prepare, right?"

"Also, although the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this hall do not have golden bodies, they are all made of pure copper and gilded gold. How come they turned into clay bodies and wore gold clothes when they came into your mouth, the little monk Enlightenment?"

Having said this, Zhu Xiaosong took another step forward and said in a deep voice: "We heard that Buddhism has a precept against lying, but we don't know how you, the great monk Wu Zhi, practice?"

The expression on Monk Wuzhi's face changed drastically, and he took a step back as if he was out of control. However, Zhu Xiaosong followed closely and took a step forward: "Master, we came to Tathagata to borrow money today. We didn't want to ask for it."

Murder and arson, so you understand?"

Monk Wu Zhi lowered his head and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin, sin."

Zhu Xiaosong laughed loudly, turned to Zhu Laosan, Liu Erniu and others and said: "What are these idiots doing here? Why don't you quickly send someone with Monk Wu Zhi to get the money? If not,

If you want money, just borrow it from the Buddha or Bodhisattva in the main hall!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Xiaosong threw the hare in his hand to Zhu Lao'er and said: "Pack it up, borrow some salt from the great monk Wu Zhi to roast it, and leave a rabbit leg for the Tathagata Buddha to taste. If there is no firewood, we will eat it."

Go find some scriptures."

Listening to Zhu Xiaosong's words, which showed no respect for the Buddha and Bodhisattvas, and also said that he would use scriptures as firewood, Monk Wuzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "The donor wants to come to stay for the night, but the poor monk agreed, and the donor wants to come to borrow money."

, the poor monk borrowed it, but the benefactor was so indifferent to the slight, even if the Buddha did not blame it, we, the monks of Quanlin Temple, could not help the benefactor being so presumptuous!"

The monks from Quanlin Temple behind Monk Wuzhi had already been so angry that they shouted in unison, each clenched the sticks in their hands, and stood behind Monk Wuzhi, while the monks from Yuhuang Mountain

The young and strong men all held the blades in their hands and stood behind Zhu Xiaosong.

Seeing that there was a fight, Zhu Xiaosong laughed loudly, and suddenly took a step forward, only to hear a snap, but it was Zhu Xiaosong who slapped Monk Wu Zhi in the face.

Zhu Xiaosong looked at Monk Wu Zhi who had a look of disbelief on his face and sneered: "What did we say just now? Huh? Vultures can burn down Southern Shaolin. Do you think we don't dare to burn down Quanlin Temple?"

Monk Wuzhi finally remembered what Zhu Xiaosong said just now - there were only a hundred or so households of evil gentry who were exterminated! Exterminated! Hundreds of households!

Zhu Xiaosong went on to say: "If you were just poor people, or if you strictly abide by Buddhist precepts, we wouldn't come to your Quanlin Temple with all your heart."

"But you are not poor people, and you cannot abide by the Buddhist rules and regulations. You don't eat well every day, fast and chant sutras, so you have to get involved with the government and do some bad things to oppress the people."

"You said we wronged you by coming to your Quanlin Temple?"

After scolding the great monk Wu Zhi, Zhu Xiaosong turned to look at Zhu Lao Er, Zhu Lao San and others: "Why are you still standing there?"

As the saying goes, brothers fight tigers, and father and son fight in battle. Zhu Xiaosong, the eldest brother, has no respect for Buddha and Bodhisattva. Naturally, the same goes for Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San.

Zhu Laoer laughed ferociously and started picking up the hares directly in front of the monks of Quanlin Temple. Monk Wuzhi was completely desperate at this time. He looked up at Zhu Xiaosong and said: "Since the donor wants to borrow money, then ask the donor to send

People come with me to get it."

…

When he got up early the next morning, Zhu Xiaosong first ordered a few boxes around him, and then ran to the Mahavira Hall to offer incense sticks to Tathagata.

Looking at the rising green smoke, Zhu Xiaosong first bowed with his hands together, and then murmured in a low voice: "Buddha, don't blame me, it's not that we want to keep you here, we really can't take you away with us, so

I can only wrong you first."

Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San also imitated Zhu Xiaosong's example and burned incense, but Zhu Lao Er whispered: "How about we go to the nearby village and borrow some land to arrange a car?"

Zhu Laosan whispered: "Second brother, don't make trouble, we are offering incense to the Buddha - don't we have to go to the Quanlin Palace later? That is a palace, much better than Quanlin Temple!"

Having said this, Zhu Laosan turned his attention to Zhu Xiaosong again: "Brother, are we really going to destroy the Quanlin Palace?"

Zhu Xiaosong hummed and said, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!