Chapter 277 The Jujube Tree Explodes, A Reminder from the Heavens
"Amitabha!"
"The Buddha said that when the snow sweeping in front of the door, he had three generations of dust. The donor of the poor monk, stepping on purple air and auspicious clouds above his head, must be a sage."
The old voice had a sense of wisdom accumulated from the years, floating in.
The pilgrims passing by in front of the door suddenly stopped.
Then there was a tsunami of cheers like tsunamis!
"It's Huisheng's host!"
"My God, the host actually came out in person. I'm lucky to live ten more years after seeing you!"
"The Living Buddha is here, kneel down quickly, kneel down quickly!"
"We will pay homage to the Living Buddha and the Host!"
The pilgrims of men and women were like crazy, with crazy joy on their faces, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, as if they were treating this Huisheng as a god.
As can be seen from the naked eye, Qin Yun's men's faces were not good-looking.
And he himself, his face was as frost as he spoke without saying a word, quietly watching the so-called living Buddha approaching.
He has white beard and white eyebrows, and is wearing an old cassock. He is already in his twilight years. In addition to his old age, he is more "detached from the world!"
I have to say that this Huisheng host is very popular.
Even Qin Yun was attracted by the Buddhist rhyme on him.
If Qin Yun had not found out many "things" in Chaotian Temple in advance, then Qin Yun would have been kind and had no doubt at all.
Soon, people stopped at the present.
Qin Yun's pair of majestic eyes looked at Huisheng's eyes that saw through everything.
For some reason, the sky roared!
A jujube tree exploded inexplicably.
What flowed out of the jujube tree was red liquid, as if God had reminded Qin Yun of something.
"Did Huisheng host?"
"Do you know me?" Qin Yun asked with a smile, without showing murderous intent, and restraining everything in his heart.
"Amitabha, the saint is coming, how dare I not know?" Huisheng, the host, raised his head with a smile, friendly and kind.
Qin Yun looked around and said jokingly: "But everyone in the world treats you as a saint, but who knows me?"
"In contrast, you are the one who deserves to be worshipped. Are you right about what I said?"
Huisheng is neither too anxious nor too slow, and he clasps his hands together, and he has a sense of aura.
He lowered his head and said openly: "All kinds of gold and jade enter my arms, and I observe the Tathagata and Avalokitesvara."
Qin Yun glanced at him without hesitation.
He cursed in his heart, Guan Zizai? Will he have to observe my throne in the future?
Then, he looked at the exploded jujube tree and said quietly: "The jujube tree has spirit and exploded."
"I don't know if my killing spirit is too strong, or if the temple in Chaotian Temple is too high, reaching the sky, making it easier to be thundered in the sky."
Such heart-killing words, Huisheng did not change his voice and bent down again, showing a smile on his heart.
"Amitabha."
"The ancient jujube tree has been around since the beginning of Daxia. There are rumors that the iron tree blooms, which is the peak of Daxia, which means that the foundation of Daxia will never end and will never decline."
"Today the saint came, and the jujube tree exploded, which means that the peak of Daxia is coming."
"Great, congratulations!"
The sound is melodious.
In front of the temple.
The people on both sides and even the people were confused about the conversation between them.
It seems that every word has something in it.
Qin Yun looked at Huisheng deeply and looked at the host.
Then he looked at the monks behind him, and there was no figure of Jue Xiu. Most of the monks were strong in their bodies, and there were like believers who practiced Zen and worshiped Buddha.
"Your Majesty, why not go in and talk. There are so many people here, which may cause riots among tourists."
Huisheng presided over and said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of many abbots and monks changed suddenly.
It's really the emperor!!
Qin Yun nodded, looked around, and then walked in front of him.
Stepping into this holy land, he raised his head and even faced the statue of the twilight Buddha in the deepest, he never bent his waist at all.
The body of the emperor does not worship Buddha!
A long team came to the deepest part of the temple and the largest hall.
It is called Tianyin Palace.
There are more than a hundred Buddha statues, full of Buddha charm.
Enter the main hall.
Huisheng led the four abbots and knelt down in the group.
He bowed: "I will meet the emperor, long live my emperor!"
Qin Yun turned his back to everyone, looked at the Buddha statue and replied, "Get up, masters, this is a temple, I am visiting privately again, so there is no need to be so serious."
The host Huisheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, no matter what you say, etiquette cannot be messed up."
"The Buddha Lord can only save the heart, but Your Majesty can save people!"
Qin Yun clapped and laughed: "I like your words!"
"If everyone understands this principle in the summer world, how could there be so many villains?"
Huisheng folded his hands together: "Your Majesty, there are always places where the sun cannot shine, and there are always places where the dirt and dirt are hidden, but the old monk believes that Your Majesty will be the wise king."
Qin Yun despised him.
But he still looked kind.
If the late emperor's decree is not found for a day, he will be unable to attack Chaotian Temple, at least he must ensure that his relationship is safe.
Otherwise, I won't be able to get it well.
"Then I would like to thank the host for the praise."
"We met many years ago, but now we have been doing this for so long. I didn't expect that Chaotian Temple has changed so much, and it is crowded with people, and it is simply a sea of rivers!"
Huisheng performed the Buddha's rituals and smiled and said, "Buddha, no one who refuses to interact."
Qin Yun glanced at him, but under his calm appearance, there was a turbulent tsunami hidden.
He said lightly: "Do not refuse people who come and go, then does the Buddha Lord even refuse even the court's criminals?"
As soon as the words came to an end, the hall was almost frozen!
On the side, Mr. Feng and others looked solemnly at the monks.
The pupils of several abbots have slightly changed at different levels.
Faced with such indirect interrogation.
Only Huisheng is the only one who is still as moving as a mountain, with a transcendent temperament.
He immediately said: "Your Majesty, Chaotian Temple is the first temple personally granted by the royal family. He has been practicing Zen and chanting Buddha for generations to pray for blessings for the Great Xia. His heart can be seen by the sun and the moon."
"As for the criminal you mentioned, there are too many pilgrims here and frequent exchanges."
"Maybe there are a few thieves hidden outside the temple now, and even those who steal chickens and dogs may be hiding. Someone wants to hide it. How can we and the monks clearly understand everything?"
"The Buddha repented three thousand times the day before, and no one could guarantee whether those repents were promised."
Qin Yun looked at his eyes. Although they were old, they were very clear and wise, and could not tell anything.
He said indifferently: "Don't be nervous at the host, I'm just asking casually."
"Since you know nothing about what you are going to commit, I won't ask. After all, the temple adheres to Buddhist principles, so how could it be that a believer who comes to pay homage?"
Ambiguous words will make Huisheng's eyes slightly change.
As he walked in, he could feel Qin Yun's hostility.
It’s very different from Juexiu’s explanation!
The emperor must have mastered a lot of things.
"Your Majesty, just understand." He replied half a beat.
Qin Yun stopped continuing this question and asked instead: "Why don't you see the abbot?"