I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Chapter 1220 Giving 1000 Taels

Monkey King wanted to go into the temple to have a look, but there were too many people queuing at the door.

They all came to see Master Mingxuan.

These people are not only low-level civilians, but also many servants of wealthy families who can be seen from their clothes.

Looking around, sure enough, there were many sedan chairs under the shade of trees over there.

They should have lined up for the master.

I have to say that the fact that the Anle Temple made a queue is very popular.

No matter what your status is, you have to line up.

Of course, most of the white believers line up by themselves, while the nobles ask their servants to line up.

Sun Wukong reckoned that he was going to line up now, and it might not be possible to see this Master Mingxuan after dark.

But if some changes are used, I am afraid that this place will be monitored by Buddhism.

He was originally wanted by the Buddhist sect, and it was best to keep a low profile when doing things in other people's temples.

What's more, this time I just came to investigate the situation.

Sun Wukong walked into the gate of the temple, and the common people saw him coming along with the people in line, and they were filled with righteous indignation and asked him to line up at the back.

"Where do you come from, boy, if you want to see Master Mingxuan, go to the queue, otherwise the master will know, how can I see you!" Some people reminded Monkey King.

Sun Wukong looked at the man, smiled and said, "I don't see him again, what do you care about me? Isn't it okay to go to the temple?"

"You! Good! Don't jump in line if you have the ability! There are so many people watching!" the man said angrily.

Sun Wukong ignored him and went straight into Anle Temple.

The queue to see Master Mingxuan stretched to a side hall on the east side of the courtyard.

Monkey King looked over there, and there were many people inside.

"Xiao Liu, can you hear his heart?" Sun Wukong asked Liu Er for help.

It's a pity that Liu Er is currently in a weak state of mind and soul, but anyone with a little cultivation level can't find out the details of others.

Sun Wukong glanced into the hall again.

The Buddha sits solemnly, looking out of the courtyard.

Monkey King thought about it and finally did not dare to use Taoism in the temple.

When Sun Wukong was thinking about how to get in touch with Mingxuan, a young monk came over and said to him:

"Amitabha. This benefactor, do you want to see Master Mingxuan or worship Buddha? If you want to see Master, you can go to the back and line up. If you want to burn incense and worship Buddha, you can go to other halls."

"I'm... well, my son is here to give alms, and I want to chat with your host." Sun Wukong said with an idea.

"The abbot is not here, so you can only come back at night. The donor wants to talk about giving, so you can talk to the little monk." The young monk said.

"Oh? What is the name of the little master? He is already a monk in charge at a young age?" Monkey King asked curiously.

Giving is a big deal for temples. Unlike donation boxes, those who can directly talk about giving with temples are large donations.

This kind of thing is usually presided over by the temple, or managed by a respected old monk.

"Amitabha, little monk Huiming. The benefactor doesn't think the little monk is young, but in fact the little monk is the person with the highest seniority in this temple except for the presiding brother." The little monk said arrogantly.

Moreover, when mentioning the host, he also specially emphasized the word "senior brother".

"Hehe. That's good, the young master has talked with the little elder." Sun Wukong laughed.

"Almsgiver, please come with the poor monk." Huiming made a gesture of invitation.

Of course, you can't stand in the courtyard and talk about giving. Huiming led Monkey King into the backyard.

This is where the monks do their homework.

However, there were not many monks in Anle Temple, especially after Master Mingxuan arrived, the monks were all outside in twos and threes to help with work, and there were only two or three sweepers in the backyard.

Little monk Huiming was right, his seniority was indeed very high.

No matter how old the monks met on the road, they would call him uncle when they saw him.

While leading Monkey King, the little monk returned the gift arrogantly.

When they arrived at a meditation room in the backyard, Huiming invited him to sit down and had someone serve him a pot of tea.

"Benefactor. How much blessing do you want to donate?" Huiming asked Sun Wukong as he poured tea.

Sun Wukong's outfit is actually not bad, it does look a bit extravagant.

It's just that the young masters of rich families are all accompanied by followers, so it doesn't look like he came out alone.

"1000 taels!" He smiled and stretched out a finger.

"One... 1000 taels! Donor is not joking!"

Huiming was startled, and the teapot in his hand broke.

This is a big order, Anle Temple is not a big temple in the first place.

The strong incense these days is also because Master Mingxuan is here to place orders.

In the past, their monastery might not be able to receive a huge donation of 1000 taels a year.

"It's indeed 1000 taels." Sun Wukong said with a faint smile.

"What is the benefactor's name? Do you want to do something or seek blessings?" Huiming asked.

Usually, believers who have such a big donation come with a goal.

It is quite rare for such a large sum of money to be donated to the temple suddenly for no reason.

"My surname is Sun."

Sun Wukong brewed his emotions for a while, and said with a bitter face:

"Hey! Huiming doesn't know anything about the Dharma! Some of my family's houses are restless recently, so I came here to ask for peace."

"Oh? But there are evil spirits at work?" Huiming asked with interest.

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Maybe so. Originally, I wanted to see Master Mingxuan. But the queue is too long..."

"If it's really evil, I'm afraid senior brother Mingxuan really needs to step in." Huiming nodded and said.

"Where did Master Mingxuan come from, can he really help me solve the problem?" Sun Wukong asked anxiously.

"Don't worry. Master Mingxuan is Master Xuanzang's apprentice, and little evil spirits are no problem." Huiming smiled.

"Master Xuanzang? Is that the person who learned the scriptures?" Sun Wukong asked.

"That's not true! Master Mingxuan was the most favored disciple of Master Sanzang back then, and he followed Master Sanzang to learn scriptures from the west!"

Speaking of this, Huiming has a pious face, as if he went to learn scriptures by himself.

"Now that Master Sanzang has faxed the scriptures, he sent Master Mingxuan to go back to the Tang Dynasty to do good deeds and save all sentient beings."

After hearing Huiming's words, Monkey King frowned.

Still frankly follow Tang Seng to learn scriptures?

Following Tang Seng, there were only a few white dragon horses including those three apprentices who were panting.

Of course, I count as half.

Then there is Master Mingxuan?

The three monkey brothers were not so leisurely, they ran back to pray for blessings and do things for others.

Even if the white dragon horse has finished learning Buddhist scriptures, it is just a relief on the Huabiao pillar.

Now it seems that Master Mingxuan is probably a liar.

It's okay if it's just a liar.

But he seems to be related to the female ghost who occupied the magpie's nest.

"That's right. I just came back from the outside a few days ago. But I have never heard of this Master Mingxuan's ability?"

Monk Huiming said quite proudly: "Don't worry, benefactor. Brother Mingxuan is an eminent monk with the right way, and he can do anything from heaven to earth."

You can inquire when you go back, there are several families in the city who have invited Master Mingxuan to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. "

Monkey King touched his chin, as if making up his mind.

"If he is really capable, I will donate the 100 taels of gold to your temple!"

"boom!"

Sun Wukong lifted his robe and pulled out a bag from his waist.

Put the heavy one on the table, and there is a whole 100 taels of gold in the bag.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1221 Master Mingxuan===

Chapter 1221 Master Mingxuan

If you directly take out 1000 taels of silver, it will cost seven to eighty catties.

With such a large number, it is a bit unreasonable for Monkey King to carry it with him.

So it is just right to take out the gold directly.

At present, the exchange ratio of gold and silver in the market is that the official price is one gold to ten silver.

However, it is common to exchange gold with silver, but it is difficult to exchange silver with gold.

The actual value of 100 taels of gold is higher than 1000 taels of silver, and sometimes it can even be exchanged for about 300 taels of silver!

Huiming stared at the bag of gold on the table so hard that his eyes were filled with gold stars.

The little monk swallowed and said:

"Sun Gongzi wait a moment, I'll go invite Senior Brother Mingxuan!"

As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, let alone a little monk Huiming.

As the saying goes, Buddha saves the rich.

Sun Wukong is a typical rich man, and he is a more local tyrant.

Our young Elder Huiming naturally has to save this young master Sun first.

Huiming trotted all the way to the side hall in the front yard, and now he wished he could help Monkey King get things done right away, so that he could show off to the host brother with 100 taels of gold.

"Brother, look! We can also make so many donations!"

When Huiming arrived at the side hall in the front yard, Master Mingxuan was telling a woman about marriage.

The woman looked at Master Mingxuan with charming eyes, wishing she could eat him.

Master Mingxuan looked at the nose and the heart, and lowered his head to explain the woman's stick.

Asking for a lottery is actually from Taoism, and Buddhism is a foreign sect.

After arriving in Tang Dynasty, in order to get close to the common people, some functions of Taoism were integrated.

Huiming waited for Mingxuan to dismiss the woman, and then stepped forward to signal the queue behind to wait.

Huiming moved closer to Mingxuan and whispered a few words.

Master Mingxuan's eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his face showed displeasure.

But after thinking about it, he is now occupying other people's territory to place orders.

For the sake of the so-called personal principle, it is a bit unreasonable to delay the donation of 1000 taels of silver from the landlord of the family.

Moreover, this kind of rich and big customers is also the target group that I want to win.

Master Mingxuan pondered for a while, and decided to meet the rich man.

He nodded to Huiming, expressing his agreement with him.

Huiming was happy: "Senior brother Mingxuan is very reasonable. There are priorities, and our eldest son's affairs are of course urgent!"

"Amitabha. The benefactors are a little negligent, and the poor monk needs to rest for a while." Ming Xuan looked at the crowd behind him and said.

"Master Mingxuan, go yourself, you have been busy all morning."