Chapter 136 Relics

"Um……"

Ruzhi showed the look he gave to a little kid with wisdom in his eyes, and nodded: "If it was a family member, there would be nothing we can do. They are all believers, all believers!"

He patted Liuwei's shoulder with his dry hands, feeling relieved.

The young monk touched his head in surprise. After all, he didn't find anything special about the donor in front of him. At most, he looked a little different. But generally speaking, there are many people in the world who look different. Who is this guy? He is not a supernatural being.

But Ruzhi had already calmly left the scene with the two accessories he had taken from Shiyuan.

"What's wrong with that monk?" Shi Yuan's tone was full of unconscious familiarity. This was also the first time she had seen such a situation. Could it be that Liu Wei was the leader of a cult and Ruzhi had seen through it? Otherwise, there would be no need to embarrass the believers who had already paid the money.

The young monk had his tip taken away, but he could only swallow his anger. After all, the person who did this was an old antique in the temple, Uncle Ruzhi. Although his position was just a sweeping monk in front of the Sutra Library, he was a very capable person.

"Come with me!" the young monk said unhappily.

Liu Wei and Gu Dingbang followed, and in less than half a day, Gu Dingbang had already managed to hold a child quite well. Occasionally, when his mind wandered, he could still see some maternal glow, as if the child was indeed his own.

They walked out a few steps and suddenly found that the big brother who paid for their tickets was gone. They turned around and called out, "Sister Yuan! Come in!"

"family……"

Shi Yuan was still standing there in a daze. She was startled by the shouting, but she paused. She felt something coming out from under her clothes and her eyes were rolling around.

She pressed that spot with disgust and applied slight force: "The eyes are really haunting."

Then, Shi Yuan raised his head and smiled: "Here I come."

She followed him.

The temple is magnificent and full of rare and precious objects. Even the futon is made of the finest silk. The golden statue in front of the futon is a smiling Buddha who is three people tall and sits in a shrine. He has a very strong figure, arms as thick as lotus roots, and the flesh on his face is piled up in a smile. Under the amber sheen, he looks like a sugar man just out of the pot.

Liuwei frowned. It was different. It was completely different from the compassionate Buddha statue outside that almost reached the immortal sky.

The young monk introduced the Buddha in a slow and steady voice, with some emphasis on his words. It was obvious that he had introduced it countless times. He turned his head and looked at the three people: "This Buddha of Wonderful Good Fortune is a famous and effective Buddha in the temple. If you want to pay a visit to him..."

He took two steps at a time and said, "Just offer incense!"

"No need!" Gu Dingbang said with great caution: "We will only ask Master Rumeng for the Buddhist beads!"

"Hey - don't be so quick to refuse, donor! This is the only amount I'll accept from you today!" The little monk was anxious.

"Please let us go." Gu Dingbang said calmly, "I'm just a handsome poor guy."

The baby in her arms closed his eyes peacefully.

"Then this donor..." The young monk looked at Shi Yuan expectantly. Shi Yuan took a step back and hid behind Gu Dingbang.

“This…” The young monk’s face almost froze as he looked at Liuwei.

Liuwei did not evade the question, but smiled cordially: "Little Master, this matter..."

He said vaguely and ambiguously: "Perhaps this Buddha is indeed extremely effective. It's not that I don't want to take a look...but..."

"You say!" The little monk was full of energy.

"When was the Buddha statue outside built?"

Liuwei asked with a smile.

"It is said that the Buddha statue was left behind tens of millions of years ago, and believers voluntarily sculpted it into a golden statue!" The young monk was moved when he said this: "It is believed that the Buddha saved the world tens of millions of years ago, and only wished to save the world from endless suffering."

A relic from tens of millions of years ago?

Liuwei pondered over this phrase.

"Thank you, Master, for clearing up my confusion."

Liuwei turned and left.

"Hey? No, this is fragrant? Ah?" The little monk was completely confused.

Before he could react, a very loud shout suddenly rang out from the hall: "Master - it's them! They are the evil spirits! We brothers really don't want to escape the donation! We are just scared and have no idea what to do. We just want to seek shelter!"

I saw a row of six escorts being chased by two tall, muscular monks. They looked very embarrassed. The young monk who had just run to chase them for money frowned and said, "Don't say harsh words to our guests in the temple! Otherwise, we will not be polite!"

This is the essence of so-called money service!

“And…” The little monk’s face darkened. “Donor, you guys didn’t bring enough affinity with you but still forced your way into the temple. I’m afraid you can’t… handle the overwhelming blessings in the temple!”

The leader of the escorts was full of disbelief: "How can there be a temple that charges money to enter?"

The monk uttered a questioning "Hmm?", and his hot breath, along with the rise and fall of his strong muscles, hit the faces of several escorts.

The little monk raised his head and said, "Donors, do you have any problem with my Buddha?"

“…”

"Don't dare, little master, let's go now!"

Gu Dingbang, who was watching everything, shook his head: "How naive! This is not over yet."

"They are from Zhongzhou, right?" Shi Yuan stroked his chin and said, "Zhongzhou and Nanzhou have been at war, so I don't know if it's the custom of Nanzhou that should be followed."

Liuwei did not participate in this conversation. After all, he was ignorant of the ways of the world at the moment and was the leader of a cult who had been imprisoned since childhood. But as he looked at the bodyguards who were trying to argue with the young monk, he had a vague idea in his mind.

"Sister Yuan, Zhongzhou and Nanzhou have already shaken hands and made peace." Gu Dingbang said.

"Hand in hand and make peace?" Shi Yuan paused while pulling his hair and said in surprise, "I remember when I went to Zhongzhou a while ago, they were still at war..."

"A while ago? They have been reconciled for about ten years." Gu Dingbang complained: "You said it a while ago."

Shi Yuan did not comment, and sighed: "Things change so fast."

"Donor? You really don't want to pray? This incense is very cheap!"

Liu Wei pushed away the salesman who was looking around and said in an ambiguous way, "Master, they are from Zhongzhou."

"Yes, yes? Then what's wrong?" the little monk asked in confusion.

Just at this moment, a tall, white-robed master with picturesque features walked out of the hall. He approached with a look of a Buddhist saint. Several monks hurriedly greeted him, "Brother Jikong! Why are you here?"

Jikong glanced at the escorts and went straight to the three people from Liuwei who were watching the fun. He bowed to Shiyuan and said gently, "Donor, the master is waiting for you in the meditation room."

Gu Dingbang glared.

***, a big shot! She actually asked the abbot, Master Rumeng, to wait for her!

Shi Yuan nodded: "These two are my family members... Let's go together..."

Jikong interrupted apologetically, "Donor, this donor may not be able to go with you."

Liu Wei, who was the focus of attention, raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle Ruzhi is waiting for you." Jikong pointed in a direction with his palm holding the sandalwood Buddhist beads. He saw the monk Ruzhi who had just run away standing behind the side hall door with a smile on his face and nodded to Liuwei.

It should be the extra service that the master mentioned before.

"Please follow me, both of you donors." Ji Kong took Shi Yuan and Gu Dingbang away.

Liuwei looked back at the dumbfounded escorts and touched his chin thoughtfully.

***

"Buddha has mercy on me..."

Ruzhi put his hands together.

Hand Liuwei a red rope.

Liuwei raised it and saw a blood-red relic fixed in the center of the red rope.

His eyes moved slightly.

"Master Ruzhi, why did you give me this?"

Ruzhi moved the Buddhist beads and said, "Donor, I'm afraid the road is not smooth enough for this trip."

"Do you know where I'm going?" Liuwei asked.

The old monk paused and said, "I know."

"Monks do not tell lies? Are you the same?" Liuwei asked again.

"Haha, I am a devout believer of Buddhism." Ruzhi avoided the question.

Liuwei stared at the relic beads and laughed softly, "Can you give me this relic like this?"

Ruzhi replied: "Why not? I'm afraid that you will be in danger if you go there this time. I just hope that this relic can help you."

Are you going there this time?

More bad news than good?

Liuwei pondered over these two words.

That’s right, this time when he was reincarnated, he clearly had his own purpose.

He was going to Zhongzhou to collect the scattered fragments of the Heavenly Stage. There was a close relationship between the simulator and the fragments of the Heavenly Stage, and he wanted to use this to grasp the key.

But how did the old monk in front of him know all this?

No, Liuwei quickly overturned the old monk's assumption that he knew his own thoughts. He often used this little trick. Ambiguous words, combined with an ambiguous tone, were enough to achieve this miraculous effect.

Under Ruzhi's gray eyebrows, there is a pair of clear eyes. It is hard to imagine that such an old monk would have such young and old eyes: "Donor, after you leave this door, please remember to stay away from Buddhist people."

"The Buddha is no longer pure, and the Buddha is no longer the Buddha of thousands of years ago."

Liuwei was stunned.

Ruzhi's shrunken face suddenly showed the dim divinity of the Buddha on top of the head. He said softly, "Donor, Buddha is only this far. I hope you will not be deceived by the Buddha's remains."

He bowed deeply: "Donor! I hope you can fulfill your wish..."

Ruzhi raised his head and looked up at Liuwei deeply and painfully: "It has also fulfilled our wish."

“…”

Liuwei was silent for a moment and did not speak for a long time.

"...I am just a small doctor. I don't have the same great ambition as you, Master."

Then he sighed, and his brows actually frowned under Master Ruzhi's expectant gaze. There was only pure confusion and doubt on his fair face.

He held the red string of the relic in his hand, covered his mouth with his sleeve, and said in distress: "Why do you put your hopes on me? Is it because I look weird? Sometimes I still feel a little sad."

Master Ruzhi was stunned.

Did he recognize the wrong person?

Liuwei put away the relic and said, "I have recognized the wrong person. Unfortunately, I have no morals, so I will not return the relic to you, just like you did not return our entrance fee. This is the lesson you deserve."

"Because to be honest, I kind of hate this kind of behavior."

"Under the witness of the Buddha, I did not lie."

Liuwei turned around and faced away from Master Ruzhi.

Master Ruzhi stared blankly at Liuwei's back.

Did he really recognize the wrong person?

"But thank you for your special service. I will keep it in mind."

Liuwei opened the door of the side hall, turned his face slightly, curved his eyes slightly, and waved back.

Now that the words have been spoken, who knows whether they are true or false?

Can the broken Buddha tell his lies?

***

When Gu Dingbang came out holding the child in his arms, there was a gray-white Buddhist bead around the child's neck. According to Master Rumeng, this Buddhist bead can temporarily protect this special creature.

As for what was so special and how it was special, Gu Dingbang still remembered clearly the embarrassed expression on Master Rumeng's face.

Obviously, this kid is not what he seems...

Well, he is not simple at all.

Gu Dingbang teased the child in his arms: "What's wrong with you? Even Master Rumeng can't see through you?"

The child in his arms smiled and stretched out his hands to play with Gu Dingbang.

I wish to be one step behind him and come out of the meditation room.

She seemed to be an old acquaintance of Master Rumeng and was very familiar with him. She could even get a discount at Master Rumeng's internal friendly price.

At this moment, he walked out calmly, showing the demeanor of a big boss.

The two walked to the main hall together.

He found that Liuwei, who was called away by Ruzhi, was standing outside the door of the main hall. He was pulling the cloth on his head with both hands, looking at the big Buddha on the top of the mountain in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking about. The breeze from the top of the mountain blew over, blowing up his thin clothes. Without the belt around his waist, the clothes were filled with wind and flew to the side. Along with his faint white hair, he glanced sideways, and his light-colored eyes were rippling with light.

Liuwei's red lips curved up, and he smiled at them and said, "Family, I found a kind person who is willing to give us a ride."

Gu Dingbang and Shi Yuan went forward to take a look, only to see that the escorts were hiding behind Liu Wei in a timid manner, not daring to look at them, and also avoiding the young monk at the door. The boss inside reluctantly took a small step forward: "Hey, guys, I, our escort agency, we need to go back to Zhongzhou, we should be on the way."

Well, even the voice is trembling.

Gu Dingbang just felt it was hard to put it into words.

He looked at the "former cult leader" with worry.

No, what did you do to them?

Liu Wei seemed to know what he was thinking and added slowly, "I didn't do anything."

Of course, this is a lie.