Start with Ageless Youthful Art

Start with Ageless Youthful Art Chapter 19

2022-03-09

Chapter 19 Brokers

Climb up the steps from the foot of the mountain, and when they reach the Dingguang Temple on the top of the mountain, Chen Qingzhi just happened to pass by One hundred eighth rank ladder.

The 100 eighth rank ladder, which means the 108 kinds of troubles in life, stepping on the steps means entering the method, from then on, you can avoid suffering, accumulate merit, and distinguish between good and evil.

The ochre red lacquer door is open, as if welcoming guests from all over the world, and there are couplets hanging on both sides of the door.

The first couplet: Dharma body often appears in pagoda products.

The next link: void world is like smelling the incense.

The sound of monks chanting sutras in the depths of the monastery can be vaguely heard, accompanied by the reverberation of bells and chimes, showing the solemnity of the treasure temple.

Took a deep breath, Chen Qingzhi raised his foot over the foot-high threshold and followed the crowd into the temple.

The gate of the temple is wide open, and you can see the Maitreya Buddha reclining and sitting on the Buddha platform, with a fat body and a big belly.

In Buddhism, the left is the most respected, but this left refers to the orientation of the Buddha Lord Bodhisattva.

Therefore, it is placed on the pilgrims who visit the pilgrimage, but the right side is respected. Therefore, the three Venerable Lord buildings of Dingguang Temple are located on the right hand side of the pilgrims, namely Heavenly King Palace, Hall Of Great Strength and Three. Saints Hall.

On the left is the Thousand-Buddha Pagoda, which is funded by pilgrims and benevolent and crafted by skilled craftsmen.

As for the long-bright ancient lantern that Chen Qingzhi is thinking about, it is the most magnificent Hall Of Great Strength placed here.

Take seven or eight steps to the right, and you can easily see the devotees offering incense in the morning, spontaneously forming a long queue like a dragon, and the queue has even extended to the vicinity of the Maitreya Buddha statue.

This is the case with the first Heavenly King Palace. If you are obediently and honestly queuing up, you may have to pass an hour just to get to the Buddha.

Before Chen Qingzhi could come up with a countermeasure, a rich man who looked like a thief approached.

After all, standing in the crowded crowd, Chen Qingzhi, who didn't follow the line, looked really dazzling.

"Is it the first time for this Little Brother to come to Dingguang Temple to offer incense?"

The man in the long coat finally squeezed in front of Chen Qingzhi and wiped it. With the sweat on his forehead, he asked confidently with a smile.

“Why?”

Chen Qingzhi asked quietly.

"If you have been to this Dingguang Temple in the past, you will naturally know that there are too many people in the temple during festivals, and long queues are the most likely thing, and you will never do something like Young Hero. It's like a dilemma."

The rich man remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"By the way, under Wang Fucai, he is barely a broker."

"Oh? Your Excellency means - can you help me?"

Hearing the other side's words, Chen Qingzhi squinted his eyes and said with a smile, he probably knew what the other side was doing.

"Hehe, Young Hero must have heard the rumors and came here specially to see the ever-bright lamp in front of the Buddha. Then you have found the right person. This is all up to me."

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patted fat breasts, Wang Fucai solemnly vowed assured.

"How much money?"

Without concealing it, Chen Qingzhi asked directly.

"Sin and sin, we only see Young Hero sad, but do one good deed every day. How can you be stinky in front of the Buddha!"

Wang Fucai recited several sins in a row, However, the five stubby fingers stretched out brightly in his hand, and gestured to Chen Qingzhi.

"Five silver tael? So expensive!"

Chen Qingzhi frowned.

Although this can only be regarded as one hair from nine oxen to him, who is carrying more than nine hundred taels of silver, but his money is not blown by the wind.

Send five silver tael in one sentence for no reason. It's too easy to make money on the other side, right?

"Expensive? I still think it's cheap!"

Wang Fucai was unhappy on the spot, pulling Chen Qingzhi to move forward.

Although he could easily shake off the opponent's pull, the teenager still followed behind Wang Fucai, crossed the winding snake-like team, turned and plunged into a path on the right side of Heavenly King Palace.

Walking along the stone steps through the bamboo forest, the Hall Of Great Strength of gold and jade in glorious splendor suddenly appeared in front of you.

From the back door of Heavenly King Palace to the main entrance of Hall Of Great Strength, you can see densely packed pilgrims holding sandalwood in their hands, at least dozens or hundreds of people, all huddled together. On the open space paved with bluestone slabs, he walked forward with a numb expression and reverence.

“Young Hero still thinks five silver taels are too expensive now?”

Wang Fucai again pulled Chen Qingzhi saliva to splash across and followed suit.

"When people fight for a breath, Buddha fights for time it takes to burn a stick of incense. The sooner this is put on the incense, the more devout Young Hero's belief in worshipping Buddha will be, and the Lord will let that A long-lasting ancient lamp blesses Young Hero."

"Young Hero thinks it's expensive, I think the five silver taels are cheap!"

Yellow Ox really has it in any world , Chen Qingzhi didn't expect that he had traveled through it himself, and he could still encounter this group of valuables after worshipping a Buddha.

Familiar with the nature of these people, the young man turned around and left without a word.

"Hey don't, don't, don't, so, from the perspective of the Buddha, let's make a friend at a disadvantage, how about three silver tael for one bite?"

Pretending to be in pain, Wang Fucai dragged his fat body to stand in front of Chen Qingzhi, his face showing a reluctant expression like cutting flesh.

“Half two.”

Chen Qingzhi is concise.

The nature of Shuo Kingdom people always like to make compromises. For example, if you say that the room is too dark and you need to open a window here, everyone must not allow it, but if you propose to remove the roof, they will Come to reconcile, say willing to open the window.

"Half liang? You kill me!"

"Is it easy to line up in this place where birds don't shit with me and my brother early in the morning, people are about to be crowded If you lose weight, you can easily get in line, and you want to buy half a silver tael!"

"No, you have to pay more!"

Wang Fucai wanted to be killed immediately. The old duck screamed loudly.

"Buddhism is a pure place, so you are not afraid of the Buddha's blaming?"

Chen Qingzhi blocked him with one sentence.

"Forget it, it's really bloody mildew to meet you!"

After repeated friendly pulling by the two, the final price was finally settled on one silver tael and another ten. A lot of money for tea.

After biting the silver ingot in his hand and confirming that it was real silver, Wang Fucai immediately changed his grief-stricken face and led the person to the small, shriveled man and called him out. Give up position to Chen Qingzhi.

"Old Wu, the money is in hand, don't hesitate to give up the seat to this Young Hero." , looked up at Chen Qingzhi again, and hesitantly shifted his position. At this moment, he was still three to four steps away from the main entrance of Hall Of Great Strength.

"Hurry up, don't let the Great Buddhist Monks in Dingguang Temple see you!"

Seeing that the other party was still slow and organized, Wang Fucai couldn't help urging.

The pilgrims who were lined up behind Lao Wu saw that Lao Wu walked away and changed into a brocade clothed youth. They were about to go forward to make a theory, but they saw a sword with a head ring on Chen Qingzhi's waist. In the end, he squirmed and didn't open his mouth.

After all, people really have knives.

Approaching the Hall Of Great Strength, the humming sound of chanting became clearer and clearer, and the sandalwood incense curling clouds and smoke lingered, lining the Buddha statue in the hall like sitting in a cloud, so solemn and solemn.

Chen Qingzhi raised his eyes and looked into the hall, suddenly as if seeing something incredible, he was stunned in place, unable to move.

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