Xiaoleiyin Temple is located in the extreme west of Bauhinia Prefecture in the fairy world - Ji Le Plateau.
The Ji Le Plateau, with its extremely high altitude and vast territory, is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and colorful clouds are flying. It is a dream-like environment that makes it easy for people to get stuck in it and be unable to extricate themselves.
Once you step into the Paradise Plateau, you will forget many worries, feel calm physically and mentally, and even faintly hear the ethereal Buddha's voice.
This place is full of magical colors, and is even called the Paradise of Paradise by people in the lower world, the paradise they yearn for.
Ji Mo finally arrived at the Paradise Plateau after many days of trekking, riding Si unlike.
Si Xiang had always had a doubt in his heart. When he saw that he was about to reach his destination, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ji, why are you riding me backwards along the way? Is there some deep meaning?"
Ji Mo's face couldn't help but twitch, he wanted to say that you don't have any idea?
You see, other people's mounts are powerful and strong, and they are extraordinary. It's very honorable to ride them.
It's so embarrassing for someone as handsome as me to ride a stupid donkey.
So I can only ride backwards to avoid having to endure the ridicule and rolling eyes of others, which is so embarrassing.
Of course, you can't speak out your true thoughts, lest you hurt Si's weak heart.
Ji Hanhan pretended to be profound and said: "Only by looking at the distant scenery and the drifting dust and smoke can we deeply understand the philosophy of life and the true meaning of life..."
However, before he could finish pretending, there were sounds of ridicule from all around.
"Look, there's a fool here, riding a donkey backwards."
"This good skin is in vain. There must be something wrong with this kid's brain. Who in his right mind would ride a horse backwards?"
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The people around him were sneering and pointing at Ji Mo.
It's really Ji Mo's showmanship that was so unconventional that it aroused ridicule from the crowd.
It doesn't look like it has teeth and will explode on the spot if its temper is revealed. These ants dare to make fun of it as a donkey, which is simply unforgivable.
Ji Mo stopped it because he felt something unusual. This was a Buddhist holy land after all. Why were the people around him so incompetent and laughing at him so much?
Of course, creatures with low quality are not rare, but when so many people are like this on the field, something is wrong.
"It's strange, these ants are filled with hostility and have problems."
Sibuxiang also felt something unusual.
The Buddhist charm of the Paradise Plateau is permeated. People who enter it should be in a peaceful mood and be full of good thoughts. Why is it just the opposite?
Ji Mo looked into the distance and felt that the problem should lie deep in the Paradise Plateau, where the Xiaoleiyin Temple was located.
He ignored everyone's ridicule, led Si unlike and continued to move forward.
The Ji Le Plateau is extremely prosperous. People come and go here, Buddhist temples and ancient temples can be seen everywhere, and devout believers can be seen everywhere.
There are also monks from all over the world living here, using the Buddhist charm here to practice and sharpen their Taoism.
Of course, most people don't dare to go deep into the hinterland of the Paradise Plateau or get too close to Xiaoleiyin Temple, for fear of being affected by the terrifying Buddhist rhyme and converting to Buddhism.
Ji Mo walked along and saw all kinds of creatures.
Most living beings come here with requests. Some people suffer from incurable diseases and want to seek medical advice from the temple here.
There are also people who encounter problems in cultivation and come to seek enlightenment from enlightened monks.
There are also arrogant geniuses and experts who specially seek out the eminent monks here to defend themselves against Buddhism, hoping to become famous through a battle.
Of course, these unlucky guys eventually had their heads shaved and became monks.
"Master, why did you save him instead of my son?"
A sad and desperate voice sounded, attracting Ji Mo's attention.
There is a temple not far ahead, with many believers and good women kneeling at the door.
You can see that many people look sick, but they still drag their weak bodies, pray three times and kowtow, and offer incense religiously.
Ji Mo asked the passers-by and learned that the eminent monk in the temple here was a master of medicine, with superb medical skills and a bodhisattva heart. He would treat a believer's illness for free every day.
Bodhisattva-hearted?
free?
Ji Mo squinted his eyes, but what he saw was not like this.
A haggard-looking young woman, holding a sallow-looking child in her arms, knelt on the ground, helplessly tugging at the robe of a monk, sobbing non-stop.
The monk had no expression on his face and directly shook off the woman's hand, motioning to the gorgeously dressed man in front of him to follow him into the temple for treatment.
And Ji Mo clearly saw that the monk quietly received the storage bag secretly handed over by the man in rich clothes and stuffed it into his arms with satisfaction.
"Master, you are merciful. You can't just die without saving me. I've been here begging for three months. Why would you rather choose to heal this newcomer than save my son?"
The woman burst into tears and almost collapsed emotionally.
She knelt down and worshiped for three months, offering incense and worshiping every day. After all this time, the master always chose others and turned a blind eye to her.
After so many days of delay, her child was already seriously ill and in critical condition.
At this time, she wanted to find another doctor for treatment, but there was no time. She really couldn't bear to watch her child die in her arms.
"Female donor, the Buddha has a destiny for him. This male donor has a destiny with me, the Buddha, so he gives priority to treatment. Please come back tomorrow."
The monk's expression remained unchanged, there was no compassion in his eyes, and there was even a hint of impatience in his eyes.
"But I'm afraid my child won't survive tomorrow."
The woman no longer believed the monk's words, as he had tried to prevaricate her in the same way three months ago, not to mention that her child really couldn't hold on any longer.
"Life and death are destiny, and everything has its destiny."
The monk ignored the woman and strode away.
His eyes showed indifference, not caring about a life that was about to disappear.
The man in rich clothes was full of pride and said in the woman's ear: "Poor man, you want to ask the master for free treatment when you have no money. It's just a wishful thinking."
After saying that, he followed the monk's footsteps arrogantly and entered the temple.
The woman almost collapsed emotionally, hugging the child tightly in her arms and crying.
At this moment, a frivolous voice sounded: "Tsk tsk...little lady, why are you crying so sadly? You just want the master here to cure you. What a big deal. As long as you obey me and serve me well."
Be comfortable, I promise to let the master save your child."
A cowardly old man with a goatee walked up to the young woman and stared directly at the woman's haggard but still extremely beautiful face.
His eyes moved across the woman's white neck and landed on her astonishingly plump erections, and he swallowed hard.
"I have a husband, this condition is absolutely unacceptable."
The woman shook her head, intuitively thinking that the words of the old man in front of her were not credible, but at this time she could only grasp this life-saving straw and begged: "As long as you can save my child, I am willing to be a cow or a horse, holding grass in my mouth and making rings."
Come and repay your kindness."
"I just want your body and you can take care of me for one night. Decide quickly, I'm afraid your baby won't be able to survive much longer."
The old man with the goatee smiled sinisterly, thinking that the woman would give in.
Sure enough, with tears in her eyes, the woman looked at the child in her arms, gritted her teeth and nodded her head.
"Haha, what are you waiting for? Come with me to the inn and let me have a good time."
The old man with the goatee laughed proudly and stretched out his hand to pull the woman.
"Why don't I let you feel good now."
Aiming at the old man's crotch with one foot, he kicked it hard.