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Chapter 615 Wacoffin Temple (seeking subscription monthly ticket)

In the open space, among the crowd of onlookers, a high platform was set up.

Dozens of monks dressed in Buddhist robes sat on both sides of the high altar.

There is an old monk in it, sitting upright.

There was a man kneeling in front of him, and the old monk murmured aloud. From time to time, he dipped a poplar branch into clear water from the bowl beside him and sprinkled it on the man's head.

Under the altar, there was a long queue.

There are ordinary people in the queue, all of them hang their heads in Heshi, with pious faces, and follow the monks on the altar to recite scriptures.

"What are you doing? These monks don't seem to be from Zunsheng Temple."

Jiang Zhou asked curiously.

He thought it was the monks of Zunsheng Temple who were doing something again.

In the land of Jiangdu, apart from Zunsheng Temple, there is probably no other temple that dares to make such a blatant "dharma event".

Perhaps there are "strong dragons" Dafan Temple who dare to do this.

However, none of these monks looked like monks from these two families, which naturally made him feel strange.

Yu Gong didn't think it was a different way: "This is a monk from Waguan Temple. Waguan Temple is also a branch of the Red Sect of Buddhism, and it has the same origin as Zunsheng Temple."

"This should be the precept altar of Waguan Temple. Counting the days, it's time for the Buddhist sect to recruit more disciples."

"Wa coffin temple is not a famous sect of immortals, but it is quite famous in Jiangdu area, and it often helps the common people."

The so-called precept altar is the precept altar set up by eminent monks and great virtues in Buddhism for those who want to worship Buddhism.

These people will be ordained and shaved here, worshiped in Buddhism, and become real monks.

"Why are there girls?"

Jiang Zhou couldn't help being surprised when he saw that there were more than a dozen nuns sitting on the altar.

Although monks and nuns are a family, men and women are different after all.

I have never heard of monks and nuns getting involved.

In the other world, just standing together between the two is enough to make people dream about.

"This is the difference of the Wat Coffin Temple."

Yu Gong said: "I heard that more than a thousand years ago, an ascetic Toutuo came from nowhere and begged for money all the way. When he arrived in Jiangdu, he saw the outstanding people here, so he decided to build a temple here to settle down."

"So he went around begging for bricks and wood, trying to build a temple."

Yu Gong smiled and said, "However, it is not easy to build a temple? With him begging brick by brick, when will it be built?"

"At that time, many dignitaries and dignitaries voluntarily contributed funds to build temples for him, but they were all rejected by Na Toutuo."

"After decades like this, this Toutuo actually built a huge temple relying on the bricks and tiles he begged. Only the last treasure hall dedicated to the Buddha remains, and there is still a lack of tiles to seal the roof."

"This Toutuo is old, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and there is not much time left. At that time, an old woman knew about this, sold her property, changed a few carts of tiles, and gave it to that Toutuo, only asking Toutuo to shave her. , and let her be buried in the temple after her death."

"Let's not talk about the latter, my lord should know that Na Toutuo promised the old woman, and this is where the name of the Wat Coffin Temple comes from."

Yu Gong curled his lips and said, "It happened more than a thousand years ago, no one knows the truth, but according to the rumors, because of this old woman, there have always been monks and nuns coexisting in the Wat Coffin Temple."

After listening to Jiang Zhou, he faintly felt that the story was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird, so he shook his head and looked at the altar.

After watching it for a while, I feel bored.

When monks receive precepts, they come and go in the same way, which is meaningless.

Just as he was about to leave, Yu Gong suddenly slapped his head and said, "I remembered."

Jiang Zhou cast a puzzled look.

Yu Gongdao said happily: "My lord, when I mentioned the tile coffin temple, Lao Yu thought of a strange thing."

"There is a nun in this tile coffin temple, who often wanders between the market and the taverns and guest houses. She doesn't ask for alms or teach the Dharma. No one knows why she is doing this."

"However, this nun is like this every day. She leaves the temple in the morning, walks in the market, and returns at night, without interruption. After such a long time, she has a clear picture of all the affairs in the world, every detail, In the marketplace, if anyone has a problem and asks her, he will definitely have an answer."

"If there really is a family of old scribes in Daoxingfang, this nun must know about it!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhou couldn't help being curious when he heard about it.

And such a nun?
Can't help saying: "Is this female nun on the stage?"

Yu Gong set up the awning, searched for a few times, pointed to the stage and said, "Yes! It's the nun holding the lotus."

There are more than a dozen monks and nuns on the stage, all holding a Buddhist instrument in their hands, one of them is holding a lotus.

"Go, have a look."

As Jiang Zhou said, he had separated from the crowd and walked towards the altar.

Wherever they passed, the crowd automatically separated, but no one noticed it, and they all gave way unknowingly. Under such a crowded environment, there was no disturbance at all.

Just approaching the altar of precepts, the old monk who was ordained and ordained on the altar suddenly stopped his hands and looked towards Jiang Zhou.

Only then did many people realize that this old monk's eyes are empty, there are no eyeballs inside, there are a pair of black holes, very frightening.

But it was also strange that no one was frightened by his appearance.

The blind old monk stood up, bowed down to Jiang Zhou and titheed, and said, "Jiang Layman is here with his Dharma driver. I am far away to welcome you. I beg for forgiveness."

This move made the monks and nuns on the altar and the audience look at Jiang Zhou curiously.

Jiang Zhou was not surprised that he could find himself.

"You recognize me?"

The blind old monk said slowly: "The layman's Buddha light shines through the top, and the aura of merit accompanies him. I am a virtuous Buddhist. When I walk, sit, and lie down, I have visions. In this world of mortals, it is like a bright light in the sea of ​​suffering. Even though my eyes are blind Beads, but you can still see clearly."

"..."

Jiang Zhou was caught off guard by what appeared to be a rainbow fart last time, and felt a little embarrassed.

Just brag, you don’t have to brag to your death, you’re still going to be a bright light in the sea of ​​suffering...

How embarrassing to be in front of so many people?
Let's talk when there are few people...

Jiang Zhou didn't refute his "Buddhist virtues and sages".

After all, his Ksitigarbha god and Buddha can no longer be Buddhas.

It's not good to draw a line with others immediately after taking advantage of others.

Since someone called Xingzang to be broken, Jiang Ban didn't beat around the bush, and said bluntly, "Jiang has something to ask."

The blind old monk was calm, and said in a harmonious voice, "Please speak."

Jiang Zhou pointed at the monks and nuns: "Jiang has some matters, and I want to ask this master, is it possible?"

Although the blind old monk had no pearls in his eyes, he turned his face to the nun precisely and said, "Miao Ji, since Layman Jiang has something to ask, you can go with him for now."

The nun also looked indifferent, and said: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he stepped down from the ring altar.

When he came to Jiang Zhou, he said, "Please Layman Jiang lead the way."

"..."

The behavior style of these monks and nuns was so straightforward that Jiang Zhou was taken aback for a while.

She curled her lips and said to the side: "Master, please."

None of the three cared about the gazes of others, they left straight away, found a tea shop not far away and sat down.

Yu Gong couldn't hold back any longer, so he asked first: "Master Miaoji, do you know, is there any family in this Daoxingfang area who used to be a scribe in the Gongyuan? They are about sixty or seventy years old."

Jiang Zhou thought that the information they had was too vague. Apart from what Yu Gong said, there was nothing else. It was probably not that easy.

But when the nun Miaoji heard it, she said casually: "There is indeed a family whose surname is Yu, who is a scribe in the Gong Yuan, named Yu Dou, and his son's name is Yu Han."

Yu Gong was overjoyed: "Then where is Yu Dou?"

The nun said softly, "He's dead, he died more than ten years ago."

"what!"

(End of this chapter)