Chapter 146: Awaiting for production in the temple

When Wang Ping'an called Huizheng's name, he was stunned for a moment and stopped talking. He said in surprise: "Does the little donor also know the name of Master Huizheng?"

Wang Ping'an said ummy twice, and a handsome monk's outline appeared in his heart. Of course, he knew who Hui Zheng was. Hui Zheng's ear disease was cured by him!

It’s okay for other people in the hall, but Ding Danruo shouted: “Hui Zheng, isn’t he the pretty and fair monk?”

Nian Ku exclaimed, looked at Ding Danruo in surprise, and asked, "Why have you ever met Master Huizheng, female donor?"

Ding Danruo said proudly: "Of course I have seen him. He is very young. You are so old, why do you call him a master? My wife once said that it's a pity for him to be a monk." After a pause, he raised his voice and said: "Isn't his ear disease just that he can't hear the sound? My young master pricked him casually with an needle, and it will be cured immediately!"

Nian Ku was not surprised this time, but was shocked, twisted his neck back, looked at Wang Ping'an, and shouted: "Can you be the little donor the famous person? Are you the boy cured Master Huizheng's ear disease?"

Wang Ping'an was about to answer, but listened to Nian Ku and added: "Under the enlightenment of the Buddha!"

Alas, this is really nothing to say. Everything must be told to Buddha and Bodhisattva. Can ordinary doctors not be able to see a doctor without enlightenment?

In the Buddhist temple, in front of the Bodhisattva seat, Wang Ping'an would not say anything else. In order to avoid wasting unnecessary verbal talk, Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "At that time, Master Huizheng suffered from ear disease, so he cured him with an needle... Yes, under the guidance of the Buddha, I saw a white light flash in the sky, and a needle-tight technique appeared in my mind, so Master Huizheng's illness was cured!"

He turned around and said to Ouyang Li: "Let's go and see if the food and accommodation are arranged. If you are tired from the journey, everyone should rest soon!" He didn't dare to talk to Nianku anymore. Nianku is a bit like Tang Monk in the movie. If you have to be more talkative, you will be more talkative.

But he wanted to leave, but he was still suffering. He grabbed Wang Ping'an and said, "It's still early, if you go to bed now, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Master Huizheng said that you have a Buddhist destiny, and when I see you, I immediately felt that the Buddhist destiny is in your body. Little donor, I dare to ask, are you indeed Wang Ping'an, the little genius doctor of Ping'an, Wang Xiao donor?"

Wang Ping'an said politely: "I am Wang Ping'an. As for the name of a young miracle doctor, it is the wrong love of the people of Xuzhou. For medical skills, I am just a little bit clear of the fur!" He shook his sleeves gently, trying to shake off Nian Ku's hand, but he was afraid of this old monk. If he was entangled, he probably wouldn't want to sleep tonight!

Nianku grabbed his sleeves tighter, and raised the paper with his other hand and smiled, "Little donor Ping An, you have a Buddhist connection, but you don't know it. It seems that I have to use it to help you in the place of Bodhisattva! Do you know what this kind of paper placed on the incense table is for?"

When Wang Ping'an saw the statue of Guanyin printed on the back of the paper, he knew that it must be related to "Buddha's fate". He gritted his teeth and said, "This paper is printed so beautifully. I used two pieces of it, and you will feel distressed if you host it. Well, I will pay you a compensation. Brother Ouyang, please give the host two jin of money quickly, and then let's go to bed!"

Ouyang Li quickly agreed and wanted to pay from his arms.

But Nian Ku shook his head and said, "You can't afford to pay for this paper. It is used to carry the intentions of the Bodhisattva!"

He finally let go of Wang Ping'an's sleeve, pointed to the Guanyin statue on the back of the paper, and said, "There are more than 200 Bodhisattvas worshipped in my White Horse Temple. There is such a paper in front of each Bodhisattva's seat, but the Bodhisattva statue on the back of the paper is different. The temple is full of incense, and there are no less than a thousand people coming to worship every day. Whenever the Bodhisattva hears the prayers of the people and wants to appear, he will write his will on these papers. As long as the people do as they do, they will achieve their wishes!"

Wang Ping'an took a deep breath, and it turned out that there was such a custom in the White Horse Temple in the Tang Dynasty. This paper was used to show the will of gods and Buddhas! He asked: "Have you ever seen a Bodhisattva appear and wrote the intentions on these papers?"

Nian smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, there are Bodhisattvas who have descended from the Han Dynasty. They have shown their spirits in all dynasties and dynasties. They have recorded their intentions on these papers. And whenever the intentions of Bodhisattvas are displayed on the paper, there will be monks or heroes who will appear in the world! But our Tang Dynasty has not appeared before, and it has not happened until today!" He looked at Wang Ping'an with a smile.

Wang Ping'an thoughtfully said, "You are fooled. This so-called immortal intention is all artificially faked. Even when Chen Sheng revolt, he didn't even get a fish, and he stuffed a piece of cloth into his stomach, saying that King Chen Sheng was written. This trick was used so badly. It was written everywhere in history books! As soon as the Bodhisattva appeared, there were monks or heroes who appeared in the world, but they could not appear in the world, because those intentions were written by themselves!"

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it clearly that this is White Horse Temple. If he dared to question the gods and Buddhas, he wouldn't have to stay here overnight that night, and he would have to be driven out directly!

Wang Ping'an said: "You said it was not until today? But there was not today. The words on this paper were written by me, and I am not a Bodhisattva! Host, you say this, but you are very disrespectful to the Bodhisattva!" He winked at the two little girls and Ouyang Li.

The two little girls nodded immediately and said in unison: "Old monk, you are disrespectful to the Bodhisattva!"

Ouyang Li glared at the eyes and shouted, "Oh, old monk, you dare to be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva. It seems that I have to practice the Dharma for Heaven. Take out all the gold and silver in your temple to show me!" He stretched out his hand and was about to snatch it!

He was not afraid of suffering, but instead smiled and said, "Of course the Bodhisattva has appeared. It is precisely because Guanyin Bodhisattva appears that he used your hand and wrote the meaning. You are the little Guanyin!"

He pointed with his hand at the female pilgrim waiting in the corner of the hall and said, "If you don't know your Buddhist fate, then please wait and see. If the husband of the female donor bought the medicine and decocted it and gave it to the child, and the child's illness is not cured, it proves that the Bodhisattva has not appeared. If the illness is cured, wouldn't it prove that it is the Bodhisattva's intention, and you are a little Guanyin?"

Wang Ping'an shouted: "Host, don't say that. The name of Little Guanyin is too great. It is more than ten thousand times larger than the little genius doctor. I can't afford it! Also, even if the child is cured, it can only be said that my medical skills are not weak, and it cannot be proved that it is the intention of the Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva is busy with things, so he has no time to enlighten me, a little person!"

Nian smiled bitterly and said, "I am obsessed with it. The shore of the sea of ​​suffering is right in front of you, but you never want to go ashore! Well, even if the cure of this child's illness cannot prove anything, then I ask you, can you give birth to a child, but can mortals control it?"

Wang Ping'an uttered a word, thought for a moment, and had to shake his head and said, "Of course, mortals cannot be controlled. Giving children... is destined!" He could only say that he could not give a popular science education to monks of the Tang Dynasty.

Nian Ku clapped his hands and said, "Isn't that the matter? Donor Yin's wife is going to give birth. He gave birth to nineteen daughters. What does this mean? It means that he is destined to have a son! But if his wife gave birth to a son for him this time, then destiny is not destined. Only the Bodhisattva in heaven can change the fate of mortals. This cannot prove that you have the fate of Buddha?"

"This, you can't say this!" Wang Ping'an was stunned. Can Foyuan be explained like this?

But in the ears of others, the words of Nian Ku make a lot of sense. The two little girls actually nodded slightly, and Ouyang Li also tilted his head. Judging from their appearance, he seemed to believe it!

If we look at the theory of suffering from theology, it is of course full of loopholes, but if we look at the theory, it is impossible to refute it! If we want to refute his theory, we must first prove that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world. In this era, Wang Ping'an could not prove it no matter how. If he had this ability, he would not be Wang Ping'an, but Darwin!

Wang Ping'an opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time. He suddenly thought that the name of Little Guanyin could not be pressed on his head no matter what! If it is far away, just say that it is close, he is going to Chang'an. There is a woman who is unprecedented and unparalleled in Chang'an waiting. That woman is Wu Zetian. Of course, Wu Zetian is nothing now, but in a few years, the news will be heard!

You should know that what Wu Zetian believes most in his life is Buddhism. If her name of Little Guanyin spreads all over the world, she will have any thoughts about herself, she will like young monks the most! If she has bad ideas about herself, everything will be spared, and her own head will be unsecured, and her family will be implicated. But if she has some "good ideas", it will be fatal!

When he thought of Wu Zetian summoning him into the palace and asking him to give her a massage or something... Wang Ping'an's hair stood up and his goosebumps rose layer after layer!

Let’s talk about the future, but the things in front of you are absolutely unacceptable!

Wang Ping'an suddenly shouted: "I said, it's night, everyone, let's take a shower and go to bed!" He turned around and ran out of the hall!

Nian Ku stamped his feet behind and said, "The world has its own suffering, why are you so obsessed with it?"

The two little girls and Ouyang Li hurriedly followed, and everyone trotted all the way to the monastery where they were staying. Wang Ping'an hid in the house and gasped!

The servants delivered dinner. After Wang Ping'an had just eaten a few bites, he heard someone coming to report that a man named Yin Jiucheng asked for a meeting! Before Wang Ping'an could say that he met, Yin Jiucheng actually ran in and said with sweat on his head: "So you are the little genius doctor Ping'an. You are so rude. Why are you not in the hall, but you came here, but you can find me!

Wang Ping'an put down his chopsticks and asked, "Didn't you go home? Why are you back? The city gate is not closed yet?"

Yin Jiucheng said, "My home is not far from here, and I don't live in the city. After I got home, I thought about it and was afraid that my concubine would give birth to another money-lossing product, so I sent her to the temple and let her give birth to a child in the temple. This way, the hope of having a son is greater!"
Chapter completed!