C234 Return to Tathagata

I saw that these two little Shame were only about ten years old.

One of them was slightly thinner, had watery starry eyes, a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and a delicate and pretty look. There was a trace of resolution in his eyes.

The other was a little shorter and a little round, with slightly narrowed eyes and a mouth that could not be closed. He was smiling, and if he was bare-chested, he would look like a Michelin.

The two little Shame said in unison. Amitabha's gaze immediately turned towards me.

I laughed and asked, "Two children, may I ask if you have Master Founder here?"

That little Shame ignored my words and took out a paper sign from behind his back. I saw that the prices written on it were all on the price list.

For example, going to the temple to burn incense for 100 yuan, seeking 500 yuan for kung fu, I looked down, my darling, the meditation room used tea for 5000 yuan, you can also choose your own tea, according to the specifications of these tea prices are also different.

I was stunned for a long time. Great temples that don't sell tickets these days are rarely seen. However, although this Qingyuan Temple doesn't buy tickets, just doing something is much more valuable than buying tickets.

Being a Monk business these days was way too easy to earn.

When I saw that I was speechless, the little Monk laughed and said:

"Sir, are you not satisfied with these services? We have even more advanced ones, but I'm not sure if you can accept the price."

It costs 5,000 yuan to drink tea. I really want to see if there's anything more unreasonable than this. So, I asked:

"Little friend, take it out to broaden uncle's horizons. This is the first time in Uncle's life that he has seen a method to earn money faster than stealing it."

Little Shamei laughed heartily and took out a red card from behind her back. On it was written: "Dao Seeking Zen, 10,000 yuan per hour."

Screw you, it costs 10 thousand an hour to talk to someone.

"That's not true. Other people say that my master's mouth has a hundred and eight thousand points of wisdom, but his words can create a trillion merit points. That's amazing."

The fat little Shamei said proudly. My master said the famous Master Founder, you must have heard of this name before.

I coldly laughed in my heart. I reckoned that this Master Founder was once again a person with a false reputation, who wore the clothes of a buddha.

Otherwise, how could a master do such a thing?

My master told me that I can't take a single piece of money with me after I die. Whatever it is, whoever can protect it will have nothing to do with it.

Hearing these words coming out from the mouths of these two little Monk, I couldn't help but laugh. Master Founder was asking for money right now, but he didn't want it later.

Zhang Tiangang said that since he was already here, he might as well take a look. Since it was useless, he would treat the money as he was doing meritorious services in the temple.

When I thought about it, I felt the same way and said,

"Then help us introduce ourselves. We want to meet the Master Founder."

When the little fat Monk heard that business was coming, he nodded and entered the temple eagerly. Not long after did he come out, he said:

"Which one of you is called Qin Yi? My master invites you in."

I was just standing at the door, waiting. The Master Founder inside even knew my name.

Looks like this Master Founder really has some skills, we have no choice but to show some respect, adjust the Clothes on us, and then respectfully enter the sect.

Qing Liang Temple was a large temple. After entering it, one would see the Mile Hall, four sides for the four heavenly kings, and then the Wei Tuo Hall, the Guanyin Hall, the eight hundred Arhat Hall, and the eighteen Arhat Hall.

Straight behind was the Great Hall. That place was really built. It could be said to be a towering temple with eaves at all four corners. On top of the beam, there were eight or nine guardian beasts and at the very top, there were statues of two dragons and their pearls.

Upon entering the great hall, which was even more spectacular, he saw the frescoes of Sakyamuni preaching in the Lonely Garden, as well as the statues of the Bodhisattva Arhat.

In the middle was the Sakamuni, and to the side was the future of the past, the two generations of Buddha.

Fragrant flowers intertwined within the great hall, and the smoke was faint and dim, as if it had truly arrived at the Western Sky, the Thunderclap Temple.

There was a saying that people relied on their clothes, Buddha relied on their golden clothes. In this sort of dignified temple, one's heart of respect for Buddha involuntarily rose up by a hundredfold.

Little Shamei brought us a fragrant incense, let us first to the Buddha in the center of the Hall of Magnificence hand incense.

After finishing a bouquet of fragrant flowers, the Master Founder still hasn't come over. We were really a bit anxious, but at this moment, we heard a sentence from the side door of the Great Hall, 'Amitabha'.

Turning his head to take a look, he saw a big fatty wearing a suit and bright leather shoes walking over with a smile.

The fat guy put his hands together and shouted at Amitabha:

"Which handsome brother is Qin Yi?"

I was stunned for a moment. This person even knew my name, so I subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, my god, this young man has already grown up." The fat guy laughed and without waiting for me to react, he rubbed my head and said, "You don't even know me anymore? I was always eating soy sauce at your house."

Ah, could it be that he is that Chen Qizhong? He really does look like a fatty, but this set of leather is slightly different from the one I remember as the master of Buddhism.

Even Zhang Tiangang found it hard to accept this. He stumbled for a long time before saying, "Oh my god, you can't be the Master Founder right?"

"Good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good, good is good,

I felt that Zhang Tiangang's face was about to turn black. This was completely different from the masters in the buddhist scriptures that he read normally.

This was also called setting up a collapse. Zhang Tiangang once saw the same expression on the face of the female streamer that he usually gave presents to.

I asked him how he knew I was waiting for him at the gate.

The primer didn't explain too much to me, only saying that everything originated from Buddha and that if he could come here today, it was fate. There was no need to talk about anything else, he even asked me if I had anything to ask him.

I nodded my head. Although this primer really didn't seem to be that good, if she could get out of the golden pony, she might really know something. He pointed to a number two and was about to open his mouth.

At this moment, the Origin Convergence Stage actually gripped those two fingers of mine and laughed, "How can it be destroyed? Formless is formless and formless. It has no roots, no roots, no roots, and it returns to the Tathagata."