Huisheng sent Pei Fan first to the door of the Zen Room, then bowed to him, and of course he also took Lao Pei's money. After walking for a while, he turned a corner and went to the Zen Room on the other side.

The one who succeeded Huisheng was an old monk with a round face and kind-eyed and kind-hearted look. He was about forty years old, which was very different from the middle-aged monk who appeared in the TV series.

Although the old monk has a round face, his body is very strong and his chassis is very stable. He looks like a strong man who is skilled in martial arts.

"I have met Mr. Pei." Kongshan is the current abbot of Ci'en Temple, who is in charge of the incense money in the temple.

Everything that charges and expenses must be passed through his hands.

Pei Fan looked at it first, but saw that the person's voice was strong and powerful, his eyes were firm, and he really looked like a Buddha-like person.

Kongshan, this magic name is ethereal and high-end, and it sounds like a monk who has attained enlightenment.

Pei Fan first agreed a few words, and the two of them went into the meditation room to sit temporarily.

A cup of tea and a futon can be sat down and discussed.

Since her butt touched the futon, Pei Fanxian's entire state has been different!

An orange halo rose beside him, and Pei Fan was immersed in it and felt at ease. His whole mind and spirit were getting higher and higher, as if he was climbing the clouds.

It was a sense of happiness bathed in the dust of history. It was just past noon and the sun was just right, and the thin paper on the window lattice fell on the bluestone slab.

Spots, Lao Pei is rippling...

At this moment, he truly felt that he was also a person who existed in history!

This feeling has never been felt before when I met Li Zhiwu Meiniang, nor has it ever been when I promoted manure.

Only today, right now, is the time and place, and all kinds of emotions are constantly churning in my heart, and Pei Fanxian barely suppresses it.

Perhaps, this is the legendary magnetic field interaction?

Whether it is Li Zhi or Wu Meiniang, no matter how outstanding their achievements in history are, in the eyes of Pei Fanxian in later generations, they are already immortals and have no real feelings.

However, Ci'en Temple is completely different.

A thousand and fifteen hundred years later, although it has been weathered and frost, it still stands upright. It proves the glory of this empire with its firmness and persistence.

When you sit in the wing room of Ci'en Temple, the feeling of heaven and man in the intersecting past and present will hit your heart.

That feeling is simply too floating!

The tea on the table gradually became colder, but the boy in front of him didn't even touch it.

It seems that people in the market are still not used to tea!

"Hui Ming, come and change it to a cup of fragrant tea."

Monks should abstain from meat and fish, and practice the sausage that people in Chang'an market like to drink must be filled with various seasonings, including foods that are taboo in Buddhism.

Therefore, monks who practice cultivation often do not drink it. Generally speaking, tea with tea with grass leaves is their choice.

Pei Fanxian suddenly realized: "There is no need for the abbot, the tea is great."

Good guy, if he hadn't reacted for a while, he would have drunk the weird tea mixed with various seasonings.

"Abbot, the business in the store is stable. In the future, I will do the things I pray for the Saints in person."

"The Buddha's words say that sincerity will make you feel good. If you give it to others, you always feel that it is better to be sincere than to be sincere by yourself."

Kongshan smiled: "Donor Pei doesn't have to be so respectful. I also want to remind the donor here that praying for the two saints is actually a matter of the mind."

"As long as your mind is up, money is a common thing. Donor Pei asks his family to send so much money every time, it is inevitable that he will spend too much money."

"I am in charge of the money in the temple. Every time I see the offerings of Mr. Pei, I always feel uneasy. In this way, I am in charge of the matter. From now on, I will only need five hundred coins to pray for each blessing."

"From today on, donor Pei will take the extra money back."

Pei Fanxian's eyes lit up. Such pies were actually dropped from the sky, and they were thrown down by the vegetarian old monk!

How strange, how strange!

Old monk, very good at it!

The key point is that the abbot of Ci'en Temple took the initiative to refuse, not that he was unwilling to give it away, even if the female devil settled the score in the future, she would be helpless.

"The abbot is so serious that I have always been sincere in praying for the saints. However, I have also listened to the abbot's words. There are family rules and Buddhist rules. Since the abbot said this, I would be more respectful than obedient."

"However, the money has been sent this time, so there is no reason to take it back. Next time I will do it according to the abbot's words."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Kongshan had no objection. The seemingly relaxed smile contained the meaning of you and me.

The old monk is a honest man. Every time Pei Fanxian gives him so much money, the temple does not give him any special treatment.

It is impossible to hold a Dharma meeting for him, nor can I do a ritual for him. The legends in the market are also well known in Ci'en Temple.

I heard that this Pei Langjun is doing business smoothly now, and his originally weak body has recovered quickly.

It really requires people and money.

Do you still need the Buddha’s blessing for such a young and promising person?

Ci'en Temple can't do anything, so let him pay less.

The two talked about Buddhist principles for a while, Kongshan called the young monk Huiming over again, whispered a few instructions, and Huiming ran out.

Pei Fanxian looked suspicious, and Kongshan could tell at a glance.

"Pei Duke has always taken care of this temple. As the abbot, I have nothing to say. There are some Buddhist rituals here, so Patriarch Pei has kept them."

Buddha's ritual?

What could that be?

amulet?

Talisman paper?

wrong!

That thing is Taoist.

Pei Fanxian was very curious about what the so-called Buddha rituals of the old monk Kongshan could be. Don’t be too expensive, otherwise his small temple would not be able to accommodate the big Buddha.

In a moment, the little monk Huiming came back and had an extra basket in his hand. Pei Fan stretched his neck and saw it, and was stunned.

This gift is really expensive...

Seeing him stunned, Kongshan immediately smiled and offered him a smile: "Master Pei, I don't respect you."

"You often pay for blessings, but you don't take any blessings away. This is the offering of our temple. Donor Pei should not dislike it. Just put it at home and ask for a good start."

In Huiming's bamboo basket, apples and fresh peaches were all round and full. Pei Fanxian smiled awkwardly: "Abbot is so polite."

"Thank you, thank you."

Two cents of money were exchanged for a basket of apples and peaches, and Lao Pei was really in tears. This business was the most costly time he lost money after he arrived in the Tang Dynasty.

You can't show a look of disgust, otherwise you will be disrespectful to the Buddha and you will have to thank you very much.

The old monk smiled kindly, and I don’t know if he really thought this thing was excellent, especially suitable for gifts or pretending.

Since this is the case, Lao Pei has to stand up.

If you don’t take advantage of it, you are not a man!
Chapter completed!