Fan Shaoyou put down the teacup and smiled and said, "The master is humble and promised."

Miaocong wiped the sweat from his head, looked at Fan Shaoyou, and said in a deep voice: "The donor's opening layout is brilliant, and the mid-abdomen battle is even more calculating. I was at a disadvantage at the beginning, and the mid-abdomen battle is even less powerful. It's really..., alas..." He sighed, feeling unconscious.

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "The master is too modest, the chessboard is still big, and there are many places to fight. The situation is far from over and the irreversible time. Why should the master be discouraged and refuse to fight again?"

Miaocong clasped his hands together and smiled and said, "Although the world is big, there is no place to fight. It is better to stop the army earlier and return peace to the world and give the common people a piece of pure land. Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, so good, so good."

Fan Shaoyou bowed and said, "The master is compassionate, compassionate to the world, and is indifferent to the gains and losses. He is indeed a great monk and a master of the world. He is very impressed by the boy."

Miaocong smiled and said, "The donor is young and promising, extraordinary talent, amazing and stunning. I really admire him."

Fan Shaoyou said in a deep voice: "Master, the time has arrived, it is just at noon tomorrow. I hope the master will help you, fight against the righteous deeds and achieve great things together."

Miaocong was overjoyed and said, "Good, good, it's okay for the donor to say something but it's okay. This is a great merit. I will definitely help you with my side."

Fan Shaoyou bowed and smiled and said, "Master, everything is ready now, just wait for the time. Tomorrow morning, I will ask the master to go to the altar to preach and gather popularity."

Miaocong put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, so good, so good."

Fan Shaoyou said in a deep voice: "Master, there is another thing. Master preaches, just wait until the rain falls, the scriptures must not stop, the crowd must not be separated, and the popularity must not disperse, until the rain falls for three hours, it can stop."

Miaocong was stunned, stared at Fan Shaoyou, and said in a deep voice: "Shimao everyone listened to the scriptures in the rain, this..." i

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "That is, this is how we seem united and God will bless him."

Miaocong hesitated and said, "However..."

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, he has transported 100,000 umbrellas to the mountain down there, and now they are piled up in the open space in front of the temple. Tomorrow, everyone will come, each one will hold an umbrella and listen to the scriptures, and then they will show their sincerity."

Miaocong said happily: "The donor plans ahead and has a detailed plan. He is also kind-hearted and righteous. I thank the donor for his kindness on behalf of the people of Hecheng, Suzhou for his kindness and kindness."

Fan Shaoyou shook his head and smiled and said, "Master, you don't have to thank me. These umbrellas are not free. Anyone who goes up the mountain to listen to the prayers and seek rain must pay tribute to incense gold, each with one tael of silver, and a umbrella."

Miaocong was stunned and said, "What does the donor mean?"

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "Everyone has high firewood and fire. Saying scriptures and seeking rain is a win-win situation. All sentient beings should do their best to move the sky and the earth. The Buddha appears and the gods will give you a rain. A small piece of silver is a sincere heart."

Miaocong hesitated and said, "This..."

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "Master, for this matter, I borrowed usury and purchased umbrellas from all the stores in the city. It was for this rain-seeking conference. I have done my best. The Master can't bear to spend all his money and lose everything?"

Miaocong hesitated in his heart and said nothing.

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "Master, let's see that the temple is in a despicable and the Zen room is dilapidated, which will prevent you from practicing. It is time to renovate and expand it. As the saying goes, people need clothes, Buddha needs gold, and the golden body of the Buddha in the main hall also needs to be gilded again to show the Buddha's light and help all living beings. The incense gold that everyone pays tomorrow can be left for the incense of the temple. You only need to make a return. All of the things you do will be public, and I hope the master will understand my heart."

Miaocong put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good, doing good and accumulating virtue is the duty of a monk. I dare not use this to seek personal gain. Sin, sin, Amitabha."

Fan Shaoyou saw that the old monk Miaocong in front of him was already moved, but he still had some doubts. He smiled slightly and said in a deep voice: "The master is so serious. The benefits and disadvantages of this matter are all about whether the rain will be fulfilled tomorrow. Once the rain falls from the sky, what is the small amount of silver?"

Miaocong said in a deep voice: "What the donor said hits the point, and what I am thinking about is exactly for this. I don't know how confident the donor is..."

Fan Shaoyou laughed and said, "Master, don't worry, you are fully confident. I will definitely succeed if I ask for rain tomorrow!"

Miaocong's eyes were burning and he said in a deep voice: "Donor's words are serious?"

Fan Shaoyou said resolutely: "Nothing is wrong, but please don't worry!"

Miaocong was overjoyed, folded his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, good, good! Everything depends on the donor!" At this point, he sighed and smiled and said: "My Buddha is compassionate and helps all living beings. Our Lianyin Temple is indeed time to be renovated and expanded!"

Fan Shaoyou smiled and said, "Everything will be announced tomorrow. I wish you a prosperous incense and a great reputation. I will say goodbye!" After that, he stood up, bowed his hands, bowed to the ground, turned around and left.

The moon is bright, the breeze is blowing, and the wind is filled with heat.

Fan Shaoyou carried his hands on his back, looked up at the moon, smiled, and murmured: "What a wind!"

The second day.

On the mountain, outside Lianyin Temple, it is built high through the platform, and there are crowds of people in front of the platform.

Miaocong wore a big red cassock, with his legs crossed, his eyes closed, his expression was solemn, and his appearance was solemn. Behind him, there were a row of monks of old and young, with their palms folded together and stood quietly.

Fan Shaoyou stood on the platform with a solemn expression, holding his fists with his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Famous people, since the last winter, and today, for several months, our Suzhou area has been drought and rain for a long time, crops have not been harvested, and people and animals are suffering. The common people are in trouble, and the people are suffering, and the people are in trouble, and the suffering is unbearable. As a member of the people of Suzhou, Fan Shaoyou felt something, and he was unwilling to eat and sleep at night. Wansheng read poetry and books since childhood, and was determined to govern the country and pacify the world in the future. However, if a house is not swept, how can he sweep the world? How can he sweep the world? Therefore, Wansheng dared to come forward and ask Master Miaocong to hold an altar to preach, preach and ask for rain to relieve the drought and to safeguard the people." At this point, he looked at the people below the stage and bowed to the ground.

Everyone in the audience shouted: "Okay! OK! OK!" Everyone was talking: "Young Master Fan is kind and righteous, he is a good person!" "Young Master Fan is kind and did a great thing!"

Fan Shaoyou listened to the discussions of the audience, and was secretly happy, but his face still looked solemn and solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Dear fellow villagers, I dare not speak nonsense about good people after I was young, but it is definitely a good thing to ask for rain to relieve drought. Now that the monk has already appeared on the stage, it shows his sincerity. I think that God will feel something, and Buddha will be effective."
Chapter completed!