Qin Liuxi thought that the Nanwu Temple would be hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, and it would be simple and mysterious. But the fact is that the so-called Nanwu Temple was just rebuilt by a village under Wanfo Mountain. It built a main hall and a side hall. There are several guest courtyards in the palace, and the words "Namo Temple" are written in gold paint on the plaque at the main entrance that originally belonged to the village courtyard.

After staring at the name of the temple for a while, Qin Liuxi looked around again. To be honest, the scenery here is beautiful. I heard that there are many peach and pear trees planted in this village. If it comes to the flowering season, This scenery must be highly praised and loved by literati.

There was smoke inside the temple, and the scent of incense candles could be smelled from a long distance away. This meant that even in the middle of the afternoon, there were still pilgrims coming to Namo Temple to worship Buddha.

 It's just that Qin Liuxi felt very weird.

 “What do you think?” she asked Lan Xing and the others.

Lan Xing looked at the main hall built at the highest point in Zhuangzi, was silent for a while, and said: "It looks very decent."

 That’s right, decent.

 It is very inconsistent for a temple that looks decent to have such an evil Buddha statue leaked out, and its location is also very high-profile, as if to tell everyone that our Namo Temple is a serious Buddhist temple and can withstand investigation.

 “Go in and have a look.”

Qin Liuxi walked in first, taking in the scenery of the temple all the way. Zhao's mother also explained that this village was originally the farm of a wealthy businessman named Zhang. His old lady met a man named Zhicheng who wandered here. The eminent monk came here to preach Buddhism and asked to build a temple to save all sentient beings.

Mrs. Zhang was originally a believer in Buddhism, and she was impressed by Master Zhicheng’s Buddhist verses. Her piety was so intense that she built the Zhuangzi into Namo Temple free of charge. Now the abbot of this temple is Master Zhicheng.

 “How long has this temple been built?”

Zhao’s mother replied: “It’s been almost three years.”

Qin Liuxi frowned, the time was wrong again.

Ren Ting looked around and said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for the smell of burning incense, this Nanwu Temple would really look less like a temple and more like Zhuangzi."

Zhao’s mother: “Most women come to this temple, and they are very good at asking for children.”

As soon as Qin Liuxi heard about begging for a child, she thought of a so-called temple she had destroyed in the past. Not only was it a very good place to beg for a child, but it was actually very dirty inside.

Isn't it possible that Nanmo Temple is also decorated with a painting about begging for a son, but actually has a group of promiscuous monks inside?

As we walked further in, we saw that most of the people who came to offer incense were women, but not many men. I don’t know if it was because this was not the best time to worship Buddha.

Going to the main hall, there is a huge three-legged incense burner tripod carved with cloud lions, with large and small incense candles inserted on it. The largest one is as thick as a baby.

Qin Liuxi bypassed the incense burner and walked straight into the main hall. In the middle of the hall, the Tathagata Buddha was enshrined. On both sides of him were two little fairy boys. There were many fresh fruits and flowers on the table in front of the Buddha, and there was a There is a huge incense tower, and there are several futons in front of the desk for believers to kneel and worship.

On the left side of the main hall, there is the Purity Buddha, the Precious Moonlight Buddha, and on the right side, there are the Eighteen Arhats. The Buddha statues are all made of clay and painted lifelike. There are incense and oil lamps in front of each Buddha.

Qin Liuxi looked around and saw that there was nothing wrong with it. The Buddhas were all Buddhas from the Eight Sutras, and there was no bad luck. On the contrary, because the believers worshiped them, they had some auspiciousness.

“Amitabha, are the donors here to offer incense?” A monk wearing khaki robes walked in from the side door. When he saw a few people, he clasped his hands and walked over with a smile.

Qin Liuxi didn't be polite to him, he just took out the evil Buddha statue and said: "Some believers said that they invited a Buddha from your temple. This is the one I have, but I looked around and why didn't I see it in this temple? ? Are there other temples dedicated to this Buddha?"

The monk looked at the evil Buddha statue in her hand, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The donor may have made a mistake. Our Nanmo Temple does not have the holy Buddha you mentioned."

Qin Liuxi narrowed her eyes, she didn't say the word "Holy Lord".

Mother Zhao stepped forward and said: "Impossible, our wife invited two statues from Nanwu Temple. One of them was even given to our eldest aunt." "May I ask the donor, which temple did you get this small Buddha statue from? ?" the monk asked gently.

Zhao's mother said: "It's in the side hall where the son Guanyin is sent."

The monk smiled again: "All donors, please come with the poor monk."

He was about to walk out as he spoke. Qin Liuxi's eyes flickered and he said, "You go first. Now that I'm here, I'll offer incense to the Buddha."

 The scar on her back: stand back, she’s going to do something bad!

But when Qin Liuxi took three sticks of incense from the incense table and lit them, she put them directly on the incense burner without bowing. At the same time, she made a hand with her hand, hit it on the incense burner, and then followed the others.

When the group arrived at the side hall, two or three women were kneeling in front of Guanyin, muttering prayers, asking for a Kirin child.

“Senior Brother Hongyuan.” A younger monk joined hands and came to the monk and looked at Qin Liuxi and others. Is this also asking for a son?

The monk named Hongyuan smiled and returned the gift, and then said to Qin Liuxi and the others: "Dear donors, please take a look, is there a small Buddha statue in your hands in this side hall?"

As early as when he came in, Qin Liuxi had already looked around. It was true that there was nothing there, and everything was normal here.

Zhao's mother's face turned pale, and she looked at the place where her former wife had knelt down. There was indeed a Buddha there, but it was an Amitabha Buddha, and there was nothing under it.

how could be?

“It’s obviously here, I’ve seen it with my own eyes, how could it be gone?” Mother Zhao even wanted to overturn the incense case and take a look.

Ren Ting stared at the monk Hongyuan with sharp eyes and asked angrily: "But you cleaned up this evil Buddha statue? What kind of dirt is hidden in your Namo Temple?"

Hongyuan was not irritated, and remained calm in the face of the questioning. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha. Donor, monks do not lie. Namo Temple has indeed never produced the Buddha statue you are talking about."

Qin Liuxi handed over the Buddha statue: "Have you really never seen it?"

Hongyuan took it, looked through it carefully, and shook his head: "Not really." He looked at the Buddha statue and said, "Donor, this poor monk has never heard of the Holy Buddha."

"Are you presiding over it? Can you invite him to come out to meet you?" Qin Liuxi asked.

Hongyuan looked at the young monk: "Junior brother Hongzhi, where is the presiding master now?"

Hongzhi said: "The host is giving a lecture with Mrs. Zhang."

Hongyuan looked at Qin Liuxi with some regret: "It's really unfortunate..."

"That's a bit troublesome. The Ren family's wife clearly asked for a Buddha statue from you, but you said there is no Buddha. By the way, Master Hongyuan, does he know who this wife is? She is the wife of Ren Tongzhi in Qizhou. Master will definitely have received her before. Madam Ren, right? She is sincere and kind, and she is dedicated to preaching. She often comes to your Buddhist temple to preach and worship the Buddha. She even serves the Buddha with her body, offers sacrifices with her heart and blood, and sacrifices with her soul. For this reason, she became a living dead. No matter what." Qin Liuxi asked with a smile: "Master, can your temple find Mrs. Ren's two souls and six souls?"

 “Poor monk…”

“Master, you’d better think carefully before answering, otherwise I’m afraid the Buddha will blame you!” Qin Liuxi said slyly.

As if in response to her words, there was a loud noise from the main hall.

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