Sensoji Temple, Taitung District, Tokyo

Looking forward is a majestic main gate, with a huge red lantern hanging in the middle, which is more than one person tall. The two big characters "Leimen" are written on it, and the brushwork is vigorous and round.

Therefore, "Thunder Gate" means Fengthunder God Gate.

As for whether it is specific, the RB monk said this, let’s just listen, there is no need to argue with him.

Lu Hang made a stern step forward, walking along the way, and it felt so clean.

The huge temple has not even a piece of paper on the ground. It is too exaggerated to say that it is spotless, but I really don’t see any dirty places.

How heavy are these monks in Shincao Temple obsessed with cleanliness?

Lu Hang is a small business and a heart of financial turmoil in the world. The ancient Sensoji Temple architectural style was in the Tang Dynasty. It was learned from mainland China and is still well preserved.

After visiting Liuliudada for dozens of minutes, Luhang walked to a secluded place and an elderly monk wearing a white cassock came out of the full moon gate.

Lu Hang didn't understand that this was a master who did not become a monk in Buddhism. He would wear a layer of white cloth over his cassock to show the difference. He thought this was a unique clothing for monk RB.

"Master, I have courtesy here."

The lay Buddhist in white stood up with one hand and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha#?@◎&..."

"That's right. I want to find several Taoist monks to do blessing rituals. I will donate money for indulgence and oil. Can you give it convenience?"

Well……

Then the two of them stared at each other, and no one could understand what anyone said. Lu Hang only understood the four words Amitabha Buddha mentioned above. His Japanese level was limited to two sentences:

One sentence is...Conicy, Haki bought it.

One sentence is...Sailinga.

The lay Buddhist in white couldn't understand a single word of English, let alone Chinese. The ten orifices were cleared... and the nine orifices were cleared...

Seeing that the other party was like a dumb goose, Lu Hang sighed secretly and made up his mind. He wanted to hide his weakness, but he had to use his trump card.

So

Lu Hang made a rush to make the lay Buddhist in white on the opposite side roughly understand his meaning, smiled slightly and said the Buddha's name, looking like a Taoist monk.

Then, the lay Buddhist in white squeezed at Lu Hang playfully, and waved his head to follow him.

This looks like a guy who is playing wild in Lujiawei Village, and he shook his head and said:

Let’s go, the big guy will take you to catch water chickens and cook them tonight.

Lu Hang hesitated for a moment, and followed behind with a strong sense of incongruity out of trust in the old monk Sensoji Temple, and felt a bad feeling in his heart.

The two of them walked through the hall and walked through several arches to a quiet place where green bamboos stood and a high wall was in sight.

This is that...

Lu Hang looked at the lay Buddhist in white in confusion. The lay Buddhist in white stood up with one palm and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha#?@◎&..."

What's the thing?

The lay Buddhist in white handed over a look of "You're safe, I have everything arranged". Lu Hang touched his nose and said nothing:

Just use your eyes to make a look. Why don’t you understand so much?

The lay Buddhist in white walked forward and brushed the green bamboo, revealing a column of walls on the wall.

A few kicks were already chiseled from the pillars, so they could climb up the wall without any effort.

The lay Buddhist in white showed his encouragement eyes. Lu Hang knew that the other party might have misunderstood, but it also aroused his curiosity.

So he walked forward and climbed up the wall along the footsteps. The scene in front of him made him feel dizzy.

Outside the original high wall is an outdoor Japanese hot spring soup pool. There are so many women who are watching the white scene, how can they not be dizzy?

At this moment, a small stone drew a beautiful arc and fell into the hot spring pond next door.

A "pop" splashed, shocking a line of egrets.

No, it alarmed the women all over, and then screamed.

After a brief encounter, Lu Hang knew that something was wrong and suddenly retracted his head.

When he saw the white-clothed layman flew away with his sleeves, he ran away. The stone was clearly thrown by him just now. He knew it was so embarrassing.

Pujie stinky monk, do you think you are an old naughty boy?

Lu Hang was naturally not stupid either. He rushed down from the wall with quick hands and feet. Before he could run, a large basin of water poured over from the wall.

Suddenly, Lu Hang was covered in his head and a woman full of energy shouted: "#?@◎&..."

It seems that this is not the first time that the hot spring soup pool next door has dealt with this situation.

This large basin has a strong smell of squash moss and a sliver of aquatic plants, with the smell of strong stinky eggs. It has been fermented by the wall for no reason.

Lu Airlines didn't have time to control these things, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He didn't have time to find trouble for the old monk in the crisis. The most urgent thing is to run away!

Once caught, you can't tell if you have a few more mouths.

He took advantage of his quick steps and disappeared after three or two rounds. He was as fast as a rabbit to take off.

Not long

A large group of women came to the door in a fierce manner, looking for people everywhere along the smell of rotten eggs, causing chaos.

Lu Hang had clothes to change in the mysterious space. He had found a large water tank to rinse it briefly. He changed into another piece of clothing. The smell on his body was washed clean, and he wore a casual straw hat that he found from somewhere on his head to cover up his wet hair.

He stood among the crowd and lowered his head, and saw a fat woman who was taller than him and had two strong men. He walked along the way with great momentum, and the stone path he stepped on was trembling slightly.

I guess that big pot of rotten egg water was the one that was turned upside down from the wall of this fat woman, and she could be called a divine power.

Lu Hang thought in his heart that he was lucky;

Too dangerous.

Pujie, who would have thought that a monk who was enlightened would do such a tragic thing?

Senso Temple is the oldest ancient temple in Tokyo. It has a prosperous incense and has been well preserved for thousands of years, maintaining its old style. It seems that time has stopped.

A large group of women broke into the temple and alarmed the monks.

Six or seven monks wearing sulfur yellow monk robes came from the direction of the hall. The old monk walked calmly and greeted the fat woman and her party.

Both sides said in a gussleeping voice, not knowing what the old monk promised, the fat woman finally nodded reluctantly and led a group of women to retreat.

Seeing the crisis resolved, Lu Hang felt relieved, and he coughed twice and walked out of the crowd, stopping the old monk and his party who were about to leave.

"Haha...Amitabha, please stay for a moment, this master."

When the old monk saw Lu Hang's inappropriate words, he knew that this guy was a pig's nose and a green onion... pretending to be an elephant, neither a layperson nor a believer, but just a soybean paddling.

In Buddhism, "Amitabha" means to make an appointment to be reborn in the Pure Land. This sentence means that Buddhist devout believers always keep in mind the Dharma and save all sentient beings. Instead, it means "Hello" and "have you eaten".

The so-called Buddhism is the truth. No time or space will change, and will never change forever. There is no distinction between national boundaries, culture, race and language, and it represents eternity.

Whether in India, China or RB, Amitabha is Amitabha and will never change.

The old monk practiced for a long time, but the thoughts in his heart were not revealed at all on his face. He smiled slightly and put them together with one palm:

"Amitabha, good, good, this little donor, what do you think of the teachings?"

“Master, your English is really good.”

"Lao Na was very good at it. Before becoming a monk, she was a professor in the Department of European and American Arts at the University of Tokyo, but that was all shackles of the world, so it would be better not to mention it."

"Master, you can really see it. I am Lu Hang, a businessman from Hong Kong. Because everything goes wrong, I want several Taoist monks from Qinggui Temple to help me do a blessing ceremony. I wonder if it is possible."

"Good, good, please come to the quiet room and present a cup of fragrant tea to the quiet room."

"Okay, please trouble Master Shanzhi."

Lu Hang followed a group of monks to the back of the hall, feeling a little awkward about being teased by someone earlier, and couldn't help but ask:

"That... Master Shanzhi, I would like to ask if there is an old monk in your temple wearing a white cassock. He is not tall, a little thin, and looks a little stingy, as if... in the yard there."

The old monk Shanzhi understood as soon as he heard this, and smiled and put his hands together: "Amitabha, good, good, the robes should not be white. This is a layman wearing a layer of white cloth to show the difference from the monks. This is a personal act, an extraordinary example."

"Oh, so that's it. I thought this old bastard was a monk. It turned out to be a bald donkey. It's really hateful!"

Lu Hang suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but blurted out his anger. In the blink of an eye, the smell came back. Isn't this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey?

Inappropriate, very inappropriate.

"Amitabha, old monk, I don't mean that. I'm not calling you monks. I was cheated of that old bald donkey, uh... I mean that old... Although the guy is in Sensoji Temple, it has nothing to do with you."

The prince is too bullying!

Even though Master Shanzhi was profound in Buddha nature, he couldn't help but curse, and then hurriedly put his hands together:

"If you have sins and sins, your disciples will be punished for three days when facing the wall and thinking about it. You will copy the Diamond Sutra to redeem it. This little donor understand the meaning of this little donor. There is no need to say too much. The cycle of cause and effect is the fixed number of things in the world."

"Uh... OK!" Lu Hang responded a little unwillingly.

The old man made you run away this time, so don’t be caught by me next time, otherwise you will be nice.

After a while

Lu Hang came out of Senso Temple with a look of pain, looked back at the tall Leimen, and felt a little disappointed.
To be continued...