"Of course it's true. And most Bodhisattvas appear on the third day of the Lunar New Year, which is today." The middle-aged pilgrim said, "A few Taoist priests are really blessed. I just don't know whether you will worship the Bodhisattva when he comes. If you do,

Will the god you worship blame you?"

"Haha, we don't worship gods."

"Taoist priests don't offer sacrifices to gods?"

"We have lived in the mountains for a long time, studying the Taoist scriptures and Dharma."

"I see……"

The middle-aged pilgrim seemed to understand but did not understand it, and did not delve into it deeply.

It is not necessary to have a shallow conversation and have a deep conversation. The secret to having a pleasant conversation with unfamiliar people is to grasp the scale. The middle-aged pilgrim obviously knows this well.

"You are really lucky. Normally, Songyin Temple does not allow overnight stay, let alone the third grade of junior high school."

"No overnight guests?"

Lin Jue looked at the middle-aged pilgrims in surprise, and then at the people gradually returning to their rooms in the courtyard outside: "Then these..."

"They are all Buddhists with sincere hearts." The middle-aged pilgrim laughed, "Just to entertain people like us, the masters in the temple are exhausted and all of them are very haggard."

"oh!"

Lin Jue looked at these people who were either rich or noble, and he probably knew what the so-called "sincerity" meant.

But then there was doubt again.

"Since there are so many distinguished and sincere pilgrims coming, why is the temple still so old and the Buddha statue not plated with gold?"

"This is the place in the temple where the masters have achieved advanced cultivation." The middle-aged pilgrim laughed, "These masters have always been frugal and do not want us to come, nor do they want us to pay for sesame oil. They are just monks practicing so that they can have food and clothing.

It is enough, the Buddha statue does not need to be plated with gold, it only needs to be sincere."

"No wonder the masters are so simply dressed."

"Yes, I come here once a month for several years, and I have never seen them spend money on food and clothing." The middle-aged pilgrim shook his head, "It's really admirable."

"That's true."

So where was the money used?

Why save so much money?

If you don’t want money, just refuse it, right?

Lin Jue didn't understand, and shook his head, thinking that his own financial philosophy of Fuqiuguan was better——

If you have money, use it for food and clothing.

When you have enough money, don't worry about it anymore.

Carefree, leisurely and at ease.

However, it may be that the temple is so famous that these pilgrims come here and cannot be stopped. After all, although this place is remote, it is not as remote as Yishan Mountain and the roads are difficult to travel.

"Donor Wang, what are you talking about to the Taoist priests?" The fat monk came over, collected their leftover dishes, and said to them, "Don't listen to Donor Wang's lies. We are not eminent monks.

They don’t understand any spiritual practice or profound Buddhist teachings, they are just a group of ordinary monks chanting sutras and meditating here.”

"Maybe this is eminent monks and profound Dharma?"

Lin Jue handed the bowl out and complimented him.

The third senior brother cast his gaze over with a smile on his face, which seemed to be teasing him for being able to speak.

"That's ridiculous."

The fat monk suddenly smiled.

But when he bent down, with the light coming from the hall next to him, the monk's facial features were already shrouded in the dim shadow of the lamp, but his forehead and eyebrows were a little darker, but there was some luster in the darkness.

It doesn't look like he is haggard after working hard, but he looks like he has overdosed on elixirs and been poisoned by gold and stone.

Lin Jue couldn't help but take a deep breath and smell it——

It does seem to smell a little medicinal.

It is not the smell of ordinary medicinal materials in a drug store, but more like the smell of gold, stone and cinnabar used by alchemists to make elixirs. These metal stones have no smell at first, and only those who have learned the method of alchemy can smell it. In fact, what you smell is the odor of these elixirs.

The aura that comes out.

"It's already dark, Taoist priests, please rest early." The fat monk held the bowl and said with a smile, "As for the Bodhisattva's appearance they said, don't take it seriously. Maybe it's just some strange things. Even if it's true that the Bodhisattva has appeared for some reason.

Our small temple really doesn’t have much to see, so the priests just have a good rest, and the poor monks will come to call the priests tomorrow morning.”

"Thank you."

The three of them saluted him and thanked him.

They each went back to their rooms.
Chapter completed!