The young man pulled the wooden cart, passed through the Buddhist array without any impact, and walked step by step towards Yuanguang Temple.
He was walking a little unsteadily and seemed to be lame in one leg.
It was also quite difficult for the young man to pull the cart.
Because he only has one right arm, and his left arm has only an empty sleeve.
The old woman sitting on the wooden cart looked at the young man's back with difficulty, her eyes full of distress and guilt.
A ten-mile journey, for a monk, is just a snap of the fingers.
It is nothing to ordinary people.
But for this lame and one-armed boy, it was not an easy journey.
But the young man took every step with determination and never complained at all. He was always worried that the wooden cart behind him would bump and make his grandma uncomfortable.
finally.
Enguang Temple has arrived.
"Huh?"
But when the young man looked at the appearance of Yuanguang Temple at this moment, he couldn't help but show doubts.
"The temple seems to be on fire."
The old woman on the wooden cart smiled: "It's okay. As long as it is a temple, there must be Buddha and Bodhisattva. Just worship Buddha sincerely."
"Grandma is right."
The young man also smiled and walked towards the temple gate.
Two monks happened to walk out of the gate and bumped into this young man.
"Hello, two masters, I..."
The young man quickly showed respect, but the two monks' faces were filled with astonishment.
"How did you get here?"
One of the monks even exclaimed in surprise.
The young man looked confused.
"I came here."
"Come here?"
The two monks were shocked.
The entire ten-mile radius of Yuanguang Temple is shrouded in Buddhist formations. The one-armed boy in front of him has no magic power and is just an ordinary person. How could he walk through the Buddhist formations and get here?
This is absolutely unreasonable.
"Two masters, we are here to worship Buddha. Isn't it inconvenient today?"
The old woman on the wooden cart clasped her hands together and asked with some anxiety.
"The two benefactors will wait a moment, allowing the poor monk to report to the abbot."
The two monks did not dare to make the decision without permission. Firstly, they had been really frightened recently and were a little worried that these two people were also here to cause damage.
Secondly, the fact that this young man was able to pull a wooden cart through the Buddhist formation to get here is obviously extraordinary, so naturally he should not be treated lightly.
Soon, Monk Tianjue and Ye Qingyun, who learned the news, also arrived outside the temple gate.
Seeing Monk Tianjue appear, the lame and one-armed young man quickly showed respect.
"Meet the Master!"
The old woman on the wooden cart also hurriedly got off the car to salute.
"grandmother!"
The one-armed boy quickly stepped forward to help the old woman.
"Meet the master!"
The old woman stood up with difficulty and bowed tremblingly to Monk Tianjue.
The respect on his face was very sincere.
“Donors don’t need to be polite!”
Monk Tianjue returned the courtesy respectfully and immediately stepped forward to help the old woman.
After joining hands, Monk Tianjue immediately knew that this old woman was not someone pretending to be someone.
No magic power.
Moreover, his body is decayed and his vitality is weak, so he only has half a year to live at most.
As a result, Monk Tianjue let go of his vigilance.
He ignored the fact that this one-armed boy could pull a wooden cart through the Buddhist array.
But Ye Qingyun on the side did not ignore it.
He was still looking at the one-armed boy and the old woman with a scrutinizing gaze.
Especially the one-armed boy, Ye Qingyun stared at him with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see some clues from him.
The one-armed boy also noticed that there was someone staring at him all the time, and couldn't help but look at Ye Qingyun.
Seeing Ye Qingyun's extraordinary demeanor, the one-armed boy was a little at a loss and could only show Ye Qingyun a naive smile full of goodwill.
"Amitabha, are the two donors here to worship Buddha?"
"Yes, master. My grandson and I are here to worship Buddha. If it is inconvenient, we will come back another day and don't dare to disturb the masters."
The old woman said a little embarrassedly.
"No, no, no, the temple is open to the public. Anyone who sincerely worships Buddha can enter the temple to worship without any interruption."
Monk Tianjue said quickly.
Ye Qingyun on the side heard this and murmured a little in his heart.
You haven't even figured out the origins of these two people, so you're just trying to get them in to worship Buddha?
Are you really afraid that these two are here to cause trouble again?
Moreover, what are the Buddha statues in your temple like? Every one of them is cracked. Do you have the nerve to let people worship them?
But after all, this is not my own temple. Monk Tianjue is the abbot of Yuanguang Temple.
Ye Qingyun naturally couldn't say much.
Immediately, Monk Tianjue welcomed the old woman and the one-armed boy into the Yuanguang Temple.
Monk Tianjue was still a little happy.
After all, since the drastic changes in the Buddhist world, almost all the people in Xifanhezhou have converted to Blood Guanyin.
Although Yuanguang Temple insists on its faith, it has indeed been a long time since anyone came to worship Buddha.
Now, with great difficulty, two common people came to worship Buddha. Naturally, Monk Tianjue welcomed them very much.
Even if the Buddha statues in the temple are full of cracks, Monk Tianjue doesn't think it matters.
People who sincerely worship Buddha should not mind whether the Buddha statue is cracked or not.
"What do you call the two donors?"
"I won't mention it, old lady. This is my grandson, Wang Ergou."
"It turned out to be the donor Wang, and the poor monk Tianjue was polite."
"Don't dare!"
Wang Ergou looked panicked and a little at a loss.
Walking all the way, paying homage all the way.
Wang Ergou and the old woman were not surprised by the cracked Buddha statues. Every time they went to a Buddha statue, they would pay respects respectfully.
Monk Tianjue and several other monks accompanied them and recited Buddhist scriptures for the two of them.
We worshiped all the way to the Main Hall.
The Mahavira Hall, which was burned down by fire, has been almost repaired in the past few days, but all the Buddha statues in the hall are still the same.
Wang Ergou helped the old woman and came to the golden statue of Buddha.
The old woman knelt down first and worshiped the Buddha with a pious face.
"Buddha bless me and let my grandson live in peace. I don't want him to be rich and powerful, I just want him to live a peaceful life."
Listening to the old woman's hoarse voice and seeing her pious prayers, Monk Tianjue and the other monks on the side all had emotions on their faces.
Ye Qingyun's expression also changed.
"It seems like I'm not here to cause trouble."
At this moment, Ye Qingyun finally let down his guard against the two of them.
Of course, I haven't completely given up. It's always right to be more careful.
Wang Ergou also knelt down and kowtowed to the Buddha statue.
"Buddha, please bless my grandma to live a long life, and bless my eldest brother to be reincarnated as a human being as soon as possible so that he can enjoy happiness in his next life."
"Wish Uncle Zhao of our village a speedy recovery."
"Bless the kitten raised by my neighbor Aunt Li to grow up safely."
"bless......"
The king knelt in front of the Buddha statue and talked a lot, but he didn't mention himself at all.
This made Ye Qingyun on the side a little curious.
"Brother, why do you keep worshiping Buddha for others? You even thought about the neighbor's kitten, why didn't you ask Buddha to bless you?"
Ye Qingyun asked directly.
Wang Ergou turned his head to look at Ye Qingyun and smiled sheepishly, his face full of honesty.
"Well, I don't have anything that I need Buddha to bless me for."
Ye Qingyun was stunned.
Monk Tianjue and other monks on the side were also stunned.
Is this guy heartless?
He actually said that he had nothing to bless from the Buddha?
"But your hands and feet..."
Ye Qingyun stopped talking, feeling that he should not mention other people's imperfections.
"It doesn't matter. I was born with one hand missing. It was destined by God. I didn't even feel anything."
"As for my feet, they were like this because I was injured when I was a child. I'm glad that I survived and only lost one leg."
Wang Ergou said with a silly smile on his face, not caring about his own imperfections in his words.
There is no blame at all, and no pain at all.
There is only optimism and relief.
"And I have a grandma, so I can do a lot of work with one hand. Among the young people my age in the village, I am the best at work."
"As long as I can work and take care of my grandma, I will be very satisfied."
After hearing these words, the entire Mahavira Palace fell silent.
Ye Qingyun was even more stunned as he looked at this Wang Ergou.
I couldn't help but think of a sentence I once heard.
