The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1168 Abbot Huiming
Although Ye Feng didn't know much about Buddhist temples, he knew that in attractions like this based on temples, the monks who receive tourists are not monks in the true sense.

What a real monk pursues is to cultivate his mind and nature, so how can he engage in such a profitable job?

Another point is that the peripheral attractions of Baohua Temple, such as the Tianwang Hall and the Main Hall, are just attractions.

The real monks of Baohua Temple are not among these attractions. The real Baohua Temple should be in the innermost part and will not be open to tourists.

Ye Feng came here today with the purpose of borrowing the longan from Baohua Temple. As for the scenic spots outside Baohua Temple, he had no mood or time to appreciate them.

After the two entered the Baohua Temple scenic spot, they stopped in front of the guide map for 2 minutes, found the right direction, and walked straight towards the inner temple of Baohua Temple.

Most of the layouts of ancient Chinese temples have a mountain gate in the middle of the front. There are bell towers and drum towers on the left and right of the mountain gate. The front is the Heavenly King's Hall. There are four Vajra statues in the hall. The back is the Mahavira Hall and the Sutra Collection Building. The monk's room and the dining hall are in the front. The left and right sides of the middle road.

The Mahavira Hall is the most important and largest building in the Buddhist temple, and the "Mahatma" is the Buddha Sakyamuni.

Before the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Buddhist temples usually built pagodas in front of the temples or in the center of the houses. After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Buddhist temples generally replaced pagodas, and most temples had separate pagoda courtyards.

It took about ten minutes for the two of them to pass through the Dabei Tower. Going further, they found the real Baohua Temple inside.

There is a signboard on the left, which reads: Tourists stop, the temple is important, please do not enter.

Looking at this signboard, Ye Feng began to think about it.

It is not a problem to enter Baohua Temple. The problem is how to borrow the dragon eye, the most precious treasure of Baohua Temple.

Although I have never dealt with monks, it would be a mistake to think that monks are always compassionate and easy to talk to.

"Ye Feng, are we here?" Fu Xueying couldn't help but ask.

Ye Feng replied: "Here we are, this is Baohua Temple. There is a treasure in the temple that can cure your eyes."

Hearing this, Fu Xueying was happy at first, but soon became worried: "Since it is a treasure, it must be very valuable, and the monks in the temple may not lend it to us."

"Don't worry, since you are here, I will definitely borrow this treasure for you!" Ye Feng said firmly, and he was determined to get it.

Ignoring the existence of the sign, Ye Feng led Fu Xueying and continued to walk in. After walking a few steps, a voice suddenly sounded: "Amitabha, two benefactors, this is the place where monks of our temple practice, and it is not open to the public. You two, please go elsewhere for sightseeing."

"Master, my name is Ye Feng. Please inform me that I have something important to ask the abbot for help."

Ye Feng tried his best to speak in a polite tone, and the faint fluctuations of Buddhist power let Ye Feng know that this monk who was guarding the door was not a simple person.

The monk clasped his hands in front of his chest and said: "The abbot of our temple is doing some cleaning work. There are no foreigners at the moment. You two should please go back."

Although the monk said it politely, he had a repulsive expression.

Ye Feng knew that talking was useless, so his spiritual power circulated in his body and he pressed directly towards the monk.

The monk's expression suddenly changed. After taking a deep look at Ye Feng, he said, "It turns out that the master is here. The two donors will wait a moment. I will report to the abbot right now."

Watching the monk turn around and walk inside, the two of them stood aside quietly and waited.

Ye Feng already had a plan in mind. If the abbot was unreasonable, he would have to force his way in.

After a while, the monk came back, stretched out his hand and made a polite invitation gesture to Ye Feng and the other two: "Please come in, two distinguished guests." Ye Feng looked calm and led Fu Xueying inside.

Only then did the monk realize that Fu Xueying was blind, but he only glanced at it and looked away.

The further you go inside, the stronger the sense of history becomes. The scenery in the inner courtyard is completely different from the deliberately built scenic spots outside.

If the outside can be described as beautiful, then the inner temple contains the most historical deposits.

Apart from simple repairs, the buildings around him still retain their original state.

The bluestone slabs under your feet, the ancient trees around you, and the green tiles and gray walls undoubtedly reveal the traces of time. Only by being in it can you feel the charm of the thousand-year-old temple.

After following the monk for a while, Ye Feng met the abbot of Baohua Temple, Abbot Huiming, in a guest room of a Zen monastery.

After sitting down, a monk offered tea.

Abbot Huiming, who was opposite Ye Feng, was in huge contrast to those fat-headed and big-eared monks who were often seen in the news.

He was wearing an old monk's robe that had been washed a little white. Although he was not short, he was thin.

This was the first time Ye Feng had seen such a thin monk, but Abbot Huiming was in good spirits and his eyes were sparkling.

Abbot Huiming looked at the two of them and asked calmly: "Donor Ye came to this temple this time, presumably because of the eyes of this female benefactor, right?"

Ye Feng was not surprised that Abbot Huiming revealed his purpose of coming here.

Although he did not use his spiritual consciousness to detect the old abbot's cultivation, Ye Feng knew that he was definitely not simple due to the vague fluctuations of Buddhist power emanating from his body.

As the Romans do in the countryside, Ye Feng clasped his hands and saluted Abbot Huiming, and said respectfully: "Master Huiming has a keen eye, and I will tell you the truth. I have taken the liberty to come here this time just because my friend's eyes are injured and blind. Please help me." .”

Although Ye Feng's words were sincere, the expression on Abbot Huiming's face was still like that of a Buddha statue in the temple, and no emotional changes could be seen.

He pondered for a while and said: "Amitabha, I am afraid that I will disappoint the donor. The poor monk does not have the ability to restore the sight of this female donor."

This answer was expected by Ye Feng, and he asked back: "Master Huiming, monks are always compassionate and cannot lie."

"Monks don't lie." Abbot Huiming replied with a low eyebrow, his face as calm as ever.

Ye Feng felt a blockage in his heart and was too lazy to keep trying to keep the relationship with him. He said directly: "Master Huiming, in this case, I want to borrow the dragon's eye from your temple, and I hope that the master will make it happen."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the old abbot suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at him, as if he wanted to see through him with his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Abbot Huiming refused and said, "Longan is the most precious treasure of our temple. I'm sorry that the poor monk cannot borrow it from us."

The old abbot was quite upright. He did not deny that there were longan in Baohua Temple, and did not ask Ye Feng how he learned about it. He simply refused to borrow it. It seemed that there was no room for negotiation at all.

Ye Feng was about to have a rough and tumble fight, when suddenly a fat monk rushed in like a storm.

(End of this chapter)