Quanlin Temple is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are springs surround each other. My Emperor Mazi Ge of the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Qian Dian Laogou, and Emperor Gaozong Chun, stayed in the Quanlin Palace ten times. Mazi Ge wrote "The Record of the Quanlin" and engraved a stele as a souvenir. Qian Dian Laogou, who has always liked art of art, is naturally unwilling to fall behind. Not only did he engrave the stele as a souvenir, he also wrote ninety additional poems.

Logically speaking, two generations of emperors Kang Mazi and Qian Dea Laogou visited and visited, Quanlin Temple should have been famous all over the world for a long time. Unfortunately, Quanlin Temple is far less than that of famous ancient temples such as Shaolin and Daxiangguo Temple in the north and south, so the popularity of this Quanlin Temple is limited to Sishui County.

Zhu Xiaosong also found out that Quanlin Temple existed after smashing the Sishui County Government.

Then Zhu Xiaosong kept thinking about coming to Quanlin Temple to spend some time and burn incense for Tathagata. He burned the pockmarks, and the old dogs were burned by Qian Deaf, but Zhu Xiaosong couldn't?

I rushed along the way and finally arrived at Quanlin Temple as the sun sets.

Zhu Xiaosong tilted his head and signaled Zhu Laosan to knock on the door, but Zhu Laosan hesitated: "Brother, we came to Quanlin Temple to stay. Now you are carrying a hare to stay in the temple and burn incense, right?"

Zhu Xiaosong glared, and Zhu Laosan quickly knocked on the door honestly.

The afterglow of the sun reflects the ancient temple in the deep mountains, and a group of people stood on the white snow. If Zhu Laosan hadn't knocked on the door with a bang, it would have been a beautiful view.

The monks in the temple were quickly awakened by the unruly knocking on the door - Normally, the rhythm of knocking should be two first and three later. Except for those who report the death, no normal person would pound the door as soon as he comes up. This is an extremely rude behavior.

Zhu Laosan smashed it twice again, and the temple gate finally slowly opened with a creaking sound. The little light novice monk behind the temple gate asked in dissatisfaction: "Who is it?"

Zhu Xiaosong stepped forward, pulled Zhu Laosan aside, and smiled and said, "Go and tell your abbot, just say that Zhu Xiaosong, who killed Ningyang County Magistrate and Yanzhou military preparations a few days ago, came to borrow..."

Before the last few words were finished, the little shakimi ran to the temple in panic, and shouted, "It's not good! The thief who killed the officials and rebelled is here!"

Soon, there was a burst of crackling footsteps in the temple. The monks rushed to the scene, each holding sticks and blocking Zhu Xiaosong.

Zhu Xiaosong saw that the legs of the monks were trembling, and couldn't help but chuckled, shook his head and took a step forward. The young and strong people behind Zhu Xiaosong naturally followed him forward, and the monks blocking Zhu Xiaosong took a step back collectively.

At this moment, I heard a Buddhist name coming from a distance from behind a group of monks: "Amitus Buddha!"

The Buddha's name fell, and the monks who were blocking Zhu Xiaosong's body separated to both sides. An old monk wearing a cassock and holding a rosary bead slowly walked over the monks. After stopping, he couldn't help but look at the hare in Zhu Xiaosong's hand, and said intimately, "My monk Wuzhi is the abbot of Quanlin Temple. I don't know that the donor's visit to my temple is really a sin, a sin."

Zhu Xiaosong laughed twice and said, "Why should the great monk be so polite? As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. We are not that stingy, so we will not blame them."

Wuzhi's face remained unchanged, and he pronounced the Buddha's name again and said, "I wonder if Mr. Zhu is here to visit my temple today, what will he teach?"

Zhu Xiaosong smiled and said, "The little novice monk was really too brave just now. Before we could finish our words, he hurried to report the message. If you say this matter is done, we have to introduce ourselves again."

Zhu Xiaosong coughed and looked at the monks in Quanlin Temple and said, "We Zhu Xiaosong has always only done things to do for heaven. We are not a murderer who likes to kill and set fire."

"So far, there are only a hundred and ten bad gentry families who have been destroyed by us, and there are only four counties who have killed. There are only about sixty or seventy other small officials of the eighth rank and ninth rank together. For example, there are only one fourth rank military preparation."

"So, don't be afraid, everyone."

After Zhu Xiaosong finished speaking, the monks in Quanlin Temple all took a step back - even more afraid!

Monk Wuzhi even thought in his mind whether this man surnamed Zhu was introducing himself? Or was he promoting the deeds of killing officials and rebelling? What was his intention?

Thinking of this, Monk Wuzhi suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart, and he secretly shouted something was wrong - if Zhu Xiaosong didn't say these things, then he could think that he didn't know him. As long as he could protect Quanlin Temple, it didn't matter even if he was angry, but now...

Seeing the gloomy expression on Monk Wuzhi's face, Zhu Xiaosong smiled and said, "Don't be surprised by the monk Yamato. Today we come to your Quanlin Temple. One is not to identify the Dharma, and the other is not to kill and set fire. There are only two things."

Monk Wuzhi was a little more at ease. It was two things to say goodbye to him. Even if it was two hundred or two thousand, as long as it was not too much, I would agree to you!

Zhu Xiaosong raised his right hand, raised his index finger, and said, "The first thing is to stay in your Quanlin Temple for one night and leave tomorrow morning. After that, whether you are willing to report to the official or not, you will be with you."

Master Wuzhi nodded immediately and replied, "The donor is a guest from afar, so you can stay overnight. I just don't know the second thing the donor said?"

Zhu Xiaosong laughed again, raised his middle fingers again, gestured with his fingers into a gesture, shook slightly, and said, "The second thing is that we have been practicing the way for heaven recently, but we have become poorer, so we have to borrow some gold, silver and jewelry from your Buddha."

Monk Wuzhi looked at Zhu Xiaosong with a confused look on his face, but he was furious in his heart.

Going to the Buddha to borrow money? Who needs to be able to say such words in Buddhism?

"Amitabha Buddha, sin, sin." Master Wuzhi chanted two Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, looked at Zhu Xiaosong and said, "Why donor speak in the pure Buddhist land, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame him?"

The smile on Zhu Xiaosong's face slowly disappeared, and he stared at Master Wuzhi coldly and said, "We borrow money from Tathagata, not from you, Monk Wuzhi. If Tathagata does not agree to borrow money or wants to blame him, then let him come and tell us in person."

Monk Wuzhi's expression froze, thinking to himself, is there a difference? You said you were not borrowing money from me, so why would you ask the Buddha to send you the money?

Monk Wuzhi put his hands together and said slowly: "Amitus Buddha, sin, sin. The monks in Quanlin Temple are all monks, and they eat simple food every day. Even the Buddha Bodhisattva in this Great Hall is just a mud-womb with a layer of gold coat. How can the donor get the gold and silver that the donor said?"

Zhu Xiaosong said oh, and his expression became colder: "We didn't seem to be clear just now? There are four magistrates who we said to kill, and the last one is the magistrate of Sishui County!"

"Half of the fertile land around Quanlin Temple is under the name of Quanlin Temple, and 50% of the rent is collected every year. If it is in the disaster year, the seal money for nine or eighteen return is still released. This time, in order to welcome Qiandian's southern tour, you have spent a lot of money to prepare for Quanlin Temple, right?"

"Also, although the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this hall are not golden bodies, they are all pure copper and gilt. Why does it turn into a clay body and a golden cloak when you reach the mouth of your little monk Wuzhi?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Xiaosong approached another step and said in a deep voice: "We heard that Buddhism has lies and precepts, but I don't know how you, Master Wuzhi, practiced?"

Monk Wuzhi's expression changed drastically, and he took a step back as if he was uncontrollably, but Zhu Xiaosong followed him forward: "Monk, we are here to borrow money from Tathagata today, and we didn't think about killing and setting fires, so, understand?"

Monk Wuzhi lowered his head and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitus Buddha is sin, sin."

Zhu Xiaosong laughed, turned his head and ordered Zhu Laosan, Liu Erniu and others, "What are the stupid guys here doing? Why don't you send someone to withdraw money from Master Wuzhi? If you don't have money, you can borrow money from the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the hall!"

After saying that, Zhu Xiaosong threw the hare in his hand to Zhu Laoer and said, "Closing it out, borrow some salt from Master Wuzhi to bake it, leave a rabbit leg for Buddha to taste, and go find some scriptures without firewood."

Listening to Zhu Xiaosong's words and saying that he would use the scriptures as firewood, Monk Wuzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Master Shi came to borrow money, but the monk agreed, and the monks came to borrow money, but the donor ignored it so much. Even if the Buddha did not blame him, the monks in Quanlin Temple could not help but be so arrogant!"

The monks of Quanlin Temple behind Monk Wuzhi were already angry and furious. They shouted together, each holding the sticks in their hands, and stood behind Monk Wuzhi. The young and strong men in Jade Emperor Mountain all held the blades in their hands and stood behind Zhu Xiaosong.

Seeing that it was a fire, Zhu Xiaosong laughed loudly and suddenly took a step forward. With a bang, Zhu Xiaosong slapped Monk Wuzhi.

Zhu Xiaosong looked at Monk Wuzhi with an incredible look on his face and sneered, "What did we say just now? Well? A vulture can burn Nan Shaolin. Do you think we dare not burn Quanlin Temple?"

Master Wuzhi finally remembered what Zhu Xiaosong said just now - there are only a hundred evil gentry who have been destroyed in total! A hundred hundred households are destroyed!

Zhu Xiaosong continued, however, and said, "If you are just poor people, or you obey the Buddhist precepts, we would not have come to you Quanlin Temple in a long time."

"But you are not poor people, and you cannot keep up with the Buddhist rules and regulations. You don't eat vegetarian food and chant scriptures day by day, and you have to get involved with the government to do something that bullies the people."

"You said, let's come to your Quanlin Temple and you are wronged?"

After scolding Master Wuzhi, Zhu Xiaosong turned his head and looked at Zhu Laoer, Zhu Laosan and others: "Why are you still standing there?"

As the saying goes, brothers who fight tigers, father and son fight in battle. Zhu Xiaosong, the eldest brother, has no respect for Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, so Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan are the same.

Zhu Laoer grinned and began to clean up the hare in front of the monks of Quanlin Temple. Monk Wuzhi was completely desperate at this time. He looked up at Zhu Xiaosong and said, "Since Master Shi borrowed money, please send someone to come with me."

...

When he woke up early the next morning, Zhu Xiaosong first clicked a few boxes around him, and then ran to the Main Hall to bring incense sticks to Tathagata.

Looking at the rising blue smoke, Zhu Xiaosong first put his hands together and bowed, and then muttered in a low voice: "Buddha, don't blame me, it's not that we want to keep you here, we really can't take you away, so we can only apologize to you first."

Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan also imitated Zhu Xiaosong and ate incense, but Zhu Laoer whispered: "Or what if we go to the village next to us to borrow a few carts?"

Zhu Laosan whispered: "Second brother, don't make trouble, this is burning incense to the Buddha - don't we have to go to the Quanlin Palace later? That's the palace, which is much better than Quanlin Temple!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Laosan turned his attention to Zhu Xiaosong again: "Brother, are we really going to smash the Quanlin Palace?"

Zhu Xiaosong nodded and said, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!