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Chapter 38 Am I Too Greedy?

Chapter 38 Am I too greedy?

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 38 Am I too greedy?

Zhao Yuerong was a little girl from the Ming Dynasty.

Still semi-literate.

She used to be completely illiterate, but Xia Yuan taught her some simple words, and now she is semi-literate.

That old man was the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. No normal modern person would believe such an outrageous thing.

But she believed it, and she believed it without a doubt.

This has nothing to do with whether she is semi-literate or not, and it has little to do with her being stupid.

The main reason is that the people are not enlightened these days. Even the rulers claim that they have the divine power of kings and hunt for animals on behalf of heaven, in order to exaggerate the sanctity of their imperial power. Therefore, it is difficult for you to ask all the people to be sober in the world.

Everyone is basically superstitious.

And Zhao Yuerong is also a little superstitious.

As a superstitious person, it is okay to believe in the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and it is okay to believe that this so-called Bodhisattva can cure a sick chicken. After all, it is not ruled out that the old man secretly has the identity of a veterinarian.

There is no conflict between the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva and a veterinarian, right?

But you believe that he can bring a dead chicken to life. This is really a bit difficult for the old man.

As far as Xia Yuan knows, throughout the history of China, those who use feudal superstitions to deceive people include magical talisman water that claims to be able to cure all diseases, and people who use various physical phenomena to deceive people who do not know the truth. What else?

The fox howled in the middle of the night, calling him King Chen Sheng, Da Chu Xing and so on.

But no one is stupid enough to say that they can bring the dead back to life.

Therefore, Xia Yuan did not say anything about how stupid you were, or that you would definitely not be able to be saved. Instead, he fanned the flames and said, "Then go tell that old Bodhisattva and ask him to help us revive the dead chicken."

"I can't do that now. Someone is praying to the Bodhisattva in front of me."

At this moment, there was indeed a man dressed as a farmer who was praying to the Bodhisattva. He said that he had been feeling weak all over his body recently, his shoulders were sore, and his neck was uncomfortable, as if he was being pressed down by something heavy.

The old man closed his eyes and pondered for a while, as if he was sensing something. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and yelled: "You are so bold and evil, you still dare to be so bold in front of me, so go away!"

This loud shout scared the farmer back a few steps and said tremblingly: "Grandpa Bodhisattva, I am not evil, I am not evil."

"My master is not talking about you, but the evil spirit in you." A young man next to the old man helped explain.

"Me, the evil spirit in me? That's not what I mean."

"Yes, you are haunted by evil spirits."

"ah?"

When the farmer heard this, he was shocked and his whole body started to tremble. He played the role of a common man who was frightened and frightened when he learned that he was possessed by a ghost.

The melon-eating crowd present also started shouting and yelling.

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty." The old man snorted coldly, and then said pitifully to everyone present: "My religion has always been compassionate, and usually I will never take action against those lonely ghosts. After all, they are also very pitiful, but

This benefactor is haunted by evil spirits, and I will take care of him no matter what."

"Please step back, the master is about to cast a spell." At this time, several people next to the old man stood up and asked everyone to step back.

Zhao Yuerong's face turned red with excitement, and he kept pulling on Xia Yuan's sleeves, "Husband, husband, look, the Bodhisattva is about to cast a spell!"

"Looking at it, looking at it." Xia Yuan looked helpless, stretched out his hand from his sleeve, grabbed her restless little hand, and then held it in his hand, "Okay, don't pull my sleeve now.

"

The old man did not rush to cast the spell, but sighed with regret, and continued with a look of compassion: "I thought I could persuade it, but I didn't expect that I would still have to use this skill to kill it at all costs. It’s really harmful to Tianhe.”

After that, he picked up the peach wood sword on the table, pulled up a piece of yellow paper on the table with his hand, wiped the tip of the sword, and circled the peach wood sword on the incense burner, and then swung the peach wood sword with all his strength. Pointed at the farmer.

At this moment, the tip of the sword burst into flames for no apparent reason.

Oops!

The onlookers opened their eyes wide and backed away in fear of the tongue of fire.

This is so shocking.

After being shocked, several people fell to their knees and shouted: "The Bodhisattva has appeared, the Bodhisattva has appeared!"

Xia Yuan was stunned. What about the promised Bodhisattva? Why does he look more and more like a Taoist priest?

Is this not the White Lotus Sect?

Suddenly, a guess like this came to mind. Only the White Lotus Sect, which was famous in history, could be like this. They were both Bodhisattva and Taoist priests, looking neither fish nor fowl.

Of course, in addition to its nondescript characteristics, this religion has another more significant feature.

That is, as a great sect, one can even say that it is the greatest sect in history, their operations are always hard to understand, as if they are somehow seriously ill.

During the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, this group of people rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty and restored the Song Dynasty. During the Ming Dynasty, this group of people rebelled against the Ming Dynasty and restored the Yuan Dynasty. During the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, this group of people rebelled against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty.

Isn't this nonsense?

It's like being addicted to rebellion.

With this kind of saucy operation, people always wonder if there is something wrong with their teachings, or if they worship the wrong god?

But it is a pity that they are the Amitabha sect that worships the Three Saints of Amitabha, Amitabha, Guanyin, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

The teachings are also simple, and there is absolutely no content in persuading people to rebel. They are basically Buddhist, summed up in one sentence, persuading people to do good.

And compared to Buddhism, they do not require their followers to be tonsured, eat vegetarian food, or wear monk robes.

Now in the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court has been sparing no effort to suppress this sect. In order to deceive others and reduce the number of dead members, the White Lotus Sect has been simplified and complicated, and it has begun to spread out and create many sub-sects. These sub-sects They have different names and follow different doctrines.

The Golden Chan Sect, the Wuwei Sect, the Huanyuan Sect, the Sanyang Sect, the Jingkong Sect, the Wenxiang Sect, and the Hongyang Sect are just these. They can still be ranked high, but there are more who are not ranked.

If we take a closer look at the names of these sects, Jinchan and Jingkong are obviously from Buddhism, while Huanyuan and Wuwei are specifically related to Taoism.

These sub-sects are connected with each other, and the doctrines and beliefs are mixed with each other, so they are both Bodhisattva and Taoist priests.

Of course, there are benefits to having too many beliefs.

Come, join the religion, what? You say you believe it, isn’t that just right, we believe it too.

What? You said you believe in Buddhism. Isn't it a coincidence that we believe in it too?

"Husband, husband"

The soft calls brought Xia Yuan back to his senses. He turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yuerong looked at those who knelt down to worship, and suggested in a low voice: "Husband, let's kneel down and worship too?"

"There is no need to worship, Bodhisattva is respected in the heart, and there is no need to engage in such formalism." Xia Yuan looked solemn, and what he said seemed to be true, "The saying is that sincerity leads to spirituality, do you understand?"

"oh"

Zhao Yuerong nodded her head. Although she didn't have many opportunities to see the Bodhisattva, she also wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but since her husband said so, it must be right.

And sincere and sincere.

That makes sense.

So can I make a wish now?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but close her eyes and began to murmur in a low voice: "Bless your husband to be admitted to the top of the imperial examination. Bless your husband to be healthy and live a long life. Bless your husband."

Thinking of this, she quietly opened her eyes to look at Xia Yuan, then closed her eyes with a blush on her face, and added in her heart that she wished her husband would marry her soon, and then she would give him several children.

After making the wish, Zhao Yuerong opened his eyes, feeling a little distressed for no reason.

I have many wishes. When the Bodhisattva hears this, will he think he is greedy?
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