Chapter 29 Yelang meets Wenxing

Bai Fan stood up without saying a word, Wang Ran followed, and the two of them walked off the bus one after the other.

Bai Fan still had no intention of speaking.

Wang Ran thought that this was not the way to go. He turned over the memories in his mind, and then walked to Bai Fan with a smile: "I heard that Yong'an Temple was built by the great monk Yong'an of the Tang Dynasty. It has been famous for its efficacious effects in all dynasties. "

The owner of this body has been to Yong'an Temple before and has some knowledge about Yong'an Temple in his memory.

At this time, Bai Fan looked in the direction of Yong'an Temple and stopped.

Wang Ran looked forward,

He saw many people queuing at the entrance of Yong'an Temple.

The temple is majestic and the pure land is quiet.

Yong'an Temple is well-known, and tourists from all over the country come to visit it every day. In order to protect the architecture and landscape inside Yong'an Temple, the temple has limited the number of visitors at the same time.

One person goes out and one person enters.

Although it is morning, there is already a long queue in front of the door. If they queue up honestly, they may wait until noon in one breath.

I guess Bai Fan doesn't want to queue up.

After all, Bai Fan is not a devout Buddhist. He just heard that Yong'an Temple has miraculous effects, so he came to ask for a fortune stick.

If he hesitates for a while, he might give up.

Wang Ran rolled his eyes: "There are many more people coming to Yong'an Temple to worship Buddha this year than last year. I know a path that doesn't require queuing, which can save a lot of time."

Bai Fan snorted: "You know a lot."

Finally he was willing to speak.

Wang Ran smiled and said: "Follow me!"

Wang Ran led Bai Fan towards the east side of Yong'an Temple.

"Devotion to strangers?"

When Bai Fan saw a line of gold-lacquered characters printed on the outer wall of the temple, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"Does the temple also invite people to sacrifice?"

Wang Ran's ears twitched slightly.

also?

What's the meaning?

Did the Apostles of Doom engage in human sacrifice?

While he was thinking, he reminded Bai Fan: "You read it wrong, this line should be read from right to left!"

"Oh - dedicating one's life?" Bai Fan suddenly realized, "I'm just saying, it's the 21st century now, and asking people to sacrifice themselves is too outlandish!"

Obviously, Bai Fan is against human sacrifice.

If the Apostles of Doom are reviving people for sacrifice, this must be one of the reasons why Bai Fan betrays the Apostles of Doom.

Bai Fan asked: "Where is the path you mentioned?"

Wang Ran showed a narrow smile: "Right in front of you!"

Bai Fan stared blankly at the vermilion courtyard wall in front of him.

He wondered: "Are we here?"

Isn't this a wall?

Wang Ran said with a smile: "There is no one inside or outside the wall. We can climb in from here and don't have to queue."

Bai Fan took a deep breath: "Is this the path you mentioned without queuing?"

Wang Ran replied matter-of-factly: "Yes! No need to queue!"

Bai Fan glared and said, "But where is the road?"

Wang Ran replied without changing his expression: "There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, it becomes a road! If you can cross it, it is just a road. You won't be able to cross it, right?"

Bai Fan said angrily: "Who said I can't get over it?"

Wang Ran asked back: "Then what else are you dissatisfied with?"

No need to queue√

road√

Isn’t this all there?

Bai Fan said in a deep voice: "Aren't you afraid that Buddha will blame you?"

Wang Ran asked: "How do you know this is not the Buddha's arrangement?"

After saying that, he jumped up and clawed at the courtyard wall.

"Stop dawdling!"

He held up his hands and sat down on the wall in an elegant manner, then leaned back and fell into the wall, quickly disappearing from Bai Fan's sight.

Bai Fan said anxiously: "Hey! Wait for me!"

The plaque of Yong'an Temple was handwritten by Liu Zongyuan, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. It was repaired by monks of all generations and was gilded by royal decree in the Ming Dynasty. It has a market valuation of 30 million RMB.

Behind the plaque is a magnificent square square.

There is an incense burner made of 9 tons of white copper placed in the center of the square. When tourists see this incense burner, they are willing to buy a stick of incense as an offering, so that the smell of incense and candles lingers in the air all day long.

When you walk past the incense burner and look up, you can see the splendid Yong'an Golden Pagoda. There are 686 Buddha statues enshrined in the tower and countless treasures of Tantra are hidden in it. Tourists are usually prohibited from entering.

"I'm really stuck! This temple is too cavernous!" Bai Fan marveled at the sight in front of him, "Even the top of the temple is gold-plated?"

So far, every palace they passed by was shining with golden light.

Wang Ran agreed: "The trenches are inhumane!"

Yong'an Temple accepts incense offerings from Buddhists of all ages. The total value of all items in the temple is more than 2 billion. It is said that the golden pagoda also contains rare and precious relics, which are even more priceless treasures!

But what's the use?

Wang Ran murmured: "The incense burner cannot fulfill wishes, and the Buddha statue cannot alleviate suffering. Faith is just an illusory spiritual sustenance."

When the end comes, how many people will this thousand-year-old temple shelter?

not a single one!

The troops conducting rescue operations did not even go in the direction of Yong'an Temple because no one survived here. From the host to the believers, everyone died tragically without exception.

Bai Fan glanced at Wang Ran in surprise.

A gray-robed monk came towards Wang Ran and said, "All living beings are suffering, and Buddha shares the same with me. If we want to achieve ultimate happiness, we can only overcome it by ourselves."

Wang Ran lowered his head and said, "No offense intended."

The monk clasped his hands together: "It doesn't matter!"

Bai Fan asked: "Where can I go to ask for a signature?"

The monk smiled peacefully.

"plz follow me."

The monk led Wang Ran and Bai Fan to a side hall, where many people gathered to ask for fortune-telling. There was a huge transparent merit box outside the hall.

The monk introduced: "It is free to ask for a fortune and get a fortune. If you are willing, you can donate some incense. You can donate more or less."

He turned around and took out a lottery tube.

"Who comes first?"

Wang Ran looked at Bai Fan.

Bai Fan stretched out his hand: "I'll go first!"

The monk gently shook the lottery tube a few times and said in a gentle tone: "Take a lottery stick based on intuition, don't think about it."

Bai Fan nodded.

He took out a sign with four lines of small characters written on it.

When times of misfortune meet peace,

The well in the door has clear water,

Prosperous like the sun and moon,

Yelang meets Wenxing.

Bai Fan stared at the lot and looked at it again and again. He seemed to have thought of something. After a few seconds, he handed the lot to the monk: "Master, please help me interpret the lot."

The monk took the lot and looked at it: "What do you want to ask?"

Bai Fan thought: "I want to do something, which is a bit dangerous. I want to ask if it can be done."
To be continued...