Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

Zheng Buddhist Temple asks for rain, Li Xiuyuan asks for heart!
these days.
A village around Zhengfo Temple has suffered from drought for consecutive months.
It has not rained for more than half a year.
Some time ago, a Confucian scholar in a gray robe took his child up the mountain to worship Buddha and pray for rain.
These days, the river in their village has been cut off.
The earth was dry for many days, and everyone was too hot.
Without water, there is no way to live.
When faced with such a severe drought, how can ordinary people have any countermeasures?
Originally, if the dynasty was strong and concerned about people’s livelihood.
It is possible to draw out the water of life.
But it was too late to squeeze the people before the Dali Dynasty, where would they come out to transfer water to the people?
Therefore, many people die from drought every year.
The boy of the Confucian scholar in gray robe was walking on the mountain road, his small body didn’t think too much.
He simply and straightforwardly expressed his intentions,”Dad, thirsty. ”
The gray-robed Confucian scholar comforted him, “Father is thirsty too, so bear with it.”
Soon, a group of people came to a place of worshiping Buddha halfway up the mountain.
He was not the only one who worshiped Buddha, there were dozens of other people.
“Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless.”
Everyone plugs in the incense, bows a few times, and it’s the next one’s turn.
Finally it was the gray-robed Confucian scholar’s turn, after a few obeisances.
The child asked, “Father, will it rain today?”
The gray-robed Confucian scholar said sadly: “If it doesn’t rain, the people will not be able to live.”
In the past few days, people in their village have heard that there is Master Daoji in Zhengfo Temple, who is a living Buddha.
So, one by one, they prepared to go to Zhengfo Temple to worship Buddha.
“Treasurer Qian, so it was you, and you came here to worship Buddha?”
A thin man with a sad face, held incense in both hands, bowed to the sky, and said: “I beg Bodhisattva, if it doesn’t rain, I will be hungry.”
Just now the man wondered: “Treasurer Qian, how could you?”
Shopkeeper Qian glanced at the man, and asked, “Why not? It doesn’t rain, umbrellas can’t be sold, umbrellas can’t be sold, I don’t have any business, so I’m hungry〃々?”
But at this time, a fat man behind them had already seen the whole picture, he stepped forward a few steps, with a smile on his face, and said: “The umbrella can’t be sold, find me.”
Shopkeeper Qian saw a fat man behind him, and said in surprise, “Brother Gu Shi, has the business always been good?”
Gu Shi held a folding fan in his hand, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: “Thanks to God, there is no rain this year, and there is not even a single wind in the sky. When it is hot this day, the business of the fan is very good!”
“The prices keep going up.”
“No, I’m here to ask the Bodhisattva to bless me and give me a few more good days.”
“I’ll sell as many fans as there are left.”
Shopkeeper Qian opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and said sadly: “Brother Gushi, I really should ask you for advice seriously. In view of the past, let me teach you a good strategy. I really want to know.”
Gu Shi took the folding fan, patted the money shopkeeper, and said with a smile: “It’s easy, you take the umbrella apart and sell it as a fan.”
After finishing speaking, Gu Shi walked towards the main hall with a smile.
Shopkeeper Qian was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed.
Soon, the last person who worshiped Buddha was over.
Gu Shi’s face has completely changed, no longer the arrogance just now, but a pious face, clasped his hands together, and said: “Bodhisattva bless you.”
While speaking, he was about to kneel down and worship.
The treasurer Qian on the other side saw it, snorted coldly, and kicked the futon off the ground.
Gu Shi knelt on the ground, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard that his knee was in contact with the stone slab.
However, he quickly realized that he took the futon next to him, knelt on the futon and worshiped his head like pounding garlic, and said, “Buddha bless you, don’t let it rain…”
On the other side, Shopkeeper Qian also quickly knelt down, “Bodhisattva bless you, let it rain soon.”
Both of them bowed their heads non-stop, and even afterimages appeared.
And push each other.
At this time, the gray-robed Confucian scholar stepped into the main hall and brought his children to worship Buddha.
Not only them, but also many people who came to pray for rain.
At this moment, the Buddha statue in front of him flickered with a golden light.
This made everyone wipe their eyes, and after confirming that they were not mistaken, they suddenly realized something.
“Bodhisattva appears!”
Seeing this scene, the people around gathered around one after another, and the voices of the people rose up, and the Bodhisattva blessed them together.
At this time, a man wearing a broken shoe and hat came in and said with a smile, “What’s going on?”
Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Master Daoji.
All of them were inexplicably surprised, “Living Buddha…Living Buddha Jigong!”
“Master Daoji! It is the Daoji master with great supernatural powers!”
“Great, with Master Daoji here, we are saved!”
The gray-robed Confucian scholar hastily pulled his child and said, “Come on, child, kneel down quickly.”
His son knelt down obediently.
The people around also bowed down to Li Xiuyuan, saying: “¨” Bodhisattva bless…”
Li Xiuyuan said: “Get up, get up.”
at this time.
The shopkeeper Qian was very happy, put his palms together, and said respectfully: “Today I am destined to see the Living Buddha.”
Beside him, Gu Shi rushed to say: “Please ask the living Buddha to bless the villain.”
The two kept praying, saying “blessing” in their mouths.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, “Blessings? What kind of blessings are you giving?”
He shook his cattail fan, pointed to the fat man, and said, “It’s a blessing for you.”
Pointing to the skinny man again, he said, “It’s not a blessing to you. It’s a blessing to you.”
Pointing to the fat man again, he said, “It’s not a blessing for you.”
Finally, he pointed to the two people and said, “It’s a blessing for you two.”
Pointing to the people present, he said, “It’s not a blessing for them.”
Li Xiuyuan clapped his hands and said helplessly, “How can the Buddha and Bodhisattva bless you?”
Shopkeeper Qian and Gu Shi immediately knew that their thoughts had been seen through.
The hearts of the two trembled, and they said hastily: “Master Daoji taught you (good).”
The gray-robed Confucian scholar said: “Master Daoji, we pray to Bodhisattvas not just for ourselves.”
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, “Come with me.”
Soon, everyone came to a dark hole.
At the mouth of the cave, water dripped drop by drop from the stone.
Li Xiuyuan pointed to the water and said, “Just take this water to the fields, and the drought will be relieved.”
The gray-robed Confucian scholar looked sad and said, “Master Daoji, isn’t this little water a drop in the bucket?”
Li Xiuyuan said: “Praying for rain is to relieve drought, and so is receiving water. As long as there is water, no matter how big or small it is, it can save every piece.”
“It’s all about solving problems, believe it or not.”
After speaking, Li Xiuyuan stood aside to see how the people would choose.
If they think the water is too small, there is nothing they can do about it.
If they are willing to receive water, the drought can be resolved.…….
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