Chapter 422

She went around the temple by herself. After looking at the place, she returned to the main hall. Dozens of monks were full, and the cauldrons and bowls were all packed up. After a meal of porridge, many of them showed a satisfied look on their faces.

Tang Ning came to the old monks and asked, "was the temple prosperous before? What did you rely on for a living

"The incense fire in the temple is not very prosperous, but it is enough to maintain the livelihood of the people in the temple. We also grow some food in the back mountain, so we can live a good life. However, the road has been deserted in the past three years, and no one comes to the mountain again. So we thought that when we are better, we will take the people down the mountain to make a living."

An old monk said, looking at the young monks around him, he said, "if they are willing to go to other temples, Lao Na will not stop them."

"Uncle, we won't go." Said a monk.

"No, we won't go." Others followed.

Listening to them, the old monk sighed and did not speak again.

"In fact, as long as the incense in the temple flourishes, everything will be easily solved." Downing's eyebrows bent and looked at them with a smile: "I'll help you find a way! In three days' time, the temple's incense will flourish. "

Hearing the speech, the famous monks were shocked. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say. The temple that has been abandoned for three years can change its head and face in three days, so that the temple without incense for three years will flourish?

"Amitabha, we obey the orders of master Tang." The old monk said, with his hands together, he saluted Tang Ning.

"Follow the orders of the Buddha." Other monks also put their hands together and drooped their eyes.

"Well, the one with less injuries should clean up the temple first." Downing laughed and turned out of the room. Looking at the grass growing on the way down the mountain, he thought of it. The flame in his hand flew out and burned towards the weeds.

The flame is like a crescent knife harvesting weeds on the mountain road, but also burning those grass to ashes, revealing the original path. The rest of the monks, except for some who were seriously injured and unable to move, began to clean up the temple.

For the past three years, even if they had a house and a bed, they could not sleep. They could only sleep in this hall. Even if they were sleeping in the room, they would be caught by the vine demon. Therefore, most of the meditation rooms in the temple were covered with a thick layer of dust and covered with spider silk. Fortunately, everything was still there, so they could still be used after cleaning up.

The monks were responsible for cleaning up the inside of the temple, while Tang Ning cleaned up the outside of the temple. In addition to using the fire, she also took down the green bamboo from her waist and asked the green bamboo to cut off some weeds that were too high.

At noon, the outside of the temple has been arranged by her, and the mountain road has been managed. She has gone down the mountain in a zigzag way. The original lush weeds around the mountain path have also been cut, which does not look so frightening. As for those who go up the mountain, they don't have to worry about whether there will be poisonous snakes running out of the lush grass.

When she came to the gate of the temple, she took down the cracked plaque on it with her toes, and again engraved it with a dagger: Hanshan Temple, three big characters, and two lines of poetry on the left and right sides of the temple gate.

One flower, one world, one temple, one Bodhi.