Chapter 621: Really annoying
There is no curfew in Lianhua City.
Before daybreak, people from the surrounding towns and villages came into the city carrying baskets filled with home-grown vegetables and raised chickens and ducks.
Some of them carried shoulder poles with two large baskets full of lotus pods, still hung with crystal dewdrops.
You don't need to pay any money to enter the city, you just need to find a corner on either side of the road and squat there.
But you must not cause trouble and must not affect passers-by.
Today is a grand Buddhist event, and Bodhisattvas have come to discuss the Dharma. People went there early to grab their seats.
When Shanshan got up, she yawned with her red and swollen eyes.
There were bloodshot in his big eyes, as if he had been up all night.
"Young master, didn't you sleep well last night? Are you homesick?" The nanny was surprised and put hot water and a hot towel on his eyes to reduce the swelling.
Shanshan nodded obediently, lowered her head and said nothing.
What does it mean to not sleep well?
He didn't sleep at all all night! !
Lu Chaochao stood at the head of his bed holding a sword, which almost scared him to death. I dared not close my eyes at night, for fear that I would say something shameful in my sleep.
"After the Buddhist conference, the princess will go to the palace to see the Bodhisattva. The young master didn't sleep well, why not rest in the inn? So as not to delay the princess's important affairs." The wet nurse knew that there were several people hiding in the carriage.
They had never been seen eating or getting off the carriage. Only at night did Zhumo and Zhuifeng dare to carry them out of the carriage.
But the nurse did not feel any fear in her heart.
She couldn't tell why.
In the Lotus City, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the voices of chanting and praying spread throughout the city. Many people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to welcome the arrival of the Bodhisattva.
A ray of rosy clouds poured down from the sky, and brilliant golden light covered the earth.
In an instant, the whole city was filled with the fragrance of lotus, refreshing the heart and soul.
Golden light fell on the lotus platform, and a vague shadow could be seen.
"Welcome Your Excellency."
On the altar, the high priest led the city's novice monks to welcome them, and below them there were countless eminent monks who had come from all directions.
The lectures and discussions lasted for a day and a night.
At noon, the sun was scorching and dazzling, the ground was scorching hot, and the waves of heat almost drowned people.
Many common people came out of the house. They were dressed simply, had yellow complexions, and looked bitter, with a faint smell of medicine on their bodies.
"Nannan, the weather is hot, you sit under the eaves. Your parents will beg for you..." A couple knelt barefoot with their knees bent, their foreheads touching the ground, kneeling respectfully above the heat waves.
Behind him were countless young and old people. They all have patients at home who have been ill for a long time and are trying to pray to the Bodhisattva to send down spiritual rain.
Until night fell, a bolt of thunder appeared in the vast sky.
"The spiritual rain is coming, quickly bring out the pots and pans to receive it."
"Nannan, we are saved. We are saved."
"Old man, with the magical rain, you can be saved." The elderly lady held the basin and let the rain wet her cheeks.
A drizzle of rain fell, and the patients and their families knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically: "Thank you, Your Holiness, thank you, Your Holiness."
But the rain didn't last too long.
The spiritual rain usually lasted for half an hour, but this time it only lasted for half an incense stick.
Lu Chaochao spread out his hands, and a drop of spiritual rain fell on his palm and then slid away.
There is a trace of Buddhist teachings in the rain. When it falls on the palm of your hand, it is absorbed by the body and has the effect of expelling illness and pain.
But extremely weak.
"What's going on? Didn't the spiritual rain last for half an hour in previous years? Why has it stopped now?" Everyone held the basins in panic, not forgetting to protect the earthenware jars under their feet.
The people were uneasy and confused, and faint sobbing could be heard along the long street.
Lu Chaochao took a deep breath, and Zhu Mo drove the carriage to escort her.
Many novice monks were already kneeling outside the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Xie Yuzhou followed behind Lu Chaochao with a look of resistance on his face.
"I have to leave a successor for my family. I have to marry at least one daughter-in-law, even if I don't have ten."
"What will happen if I just leave and become a monk?"
"I have yet to repay my parents for their hard work in raising me."
Zhuifeng asked faintly, "Don't you have a bad relationship with your father?"
Xie Yuzhou immediately jumped up and said, "We have a very good relationship as father and son. When I left Beijing, I kowtowed in front of my parents. My father showed me a very intimate touch."
It was hard for Zhuifeng to imagine that the irritable King Jingxi would have close contact with him.
"How did you get in touch?"
Xie Yuzhou raised his eyelids slightly: "His feet made close contact with my buttocks."
Zhuifeng paused and rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "Because you got kicked, you sound so refreshing. But, with your current appearance, you will be a disaster if you return to the Buddhist world."
It's better to embarrass yourself in the mortal world than to embarrass yourself in heaven, right?
"Please..." The high priest was waiting outside the hall. He gently pushed open the door, and Xie Yuzhou and Lu Chaochao entered.
As soon as Zhu Mo and Zhui Feng raised their feet, the high priest raised his arm.
Zhu Mo and the other man looked at each other and stood outside the door.
Inside the hall, Lu Chaochao raised his eyes.
I was slightly surprised.
All the gods and Buddhas in the hall opened their eyes, and the golden light in front of them made her squint slightly.
"Thank you, benefactor. My feet hurt." An ethereal voice came from all directions, and the gods all looked towards the corners.
Xie Yuzhou looked up in confusion, only to see the Bodhisattva looking at him with a smile.
He was baring his teeth and stretching out his hands, tightly gripping the Buddha's feet.
A sigh was heard from inside the hall: "Donor, I am gilded." The tone of voice contained a hint of helplessness.
Xie Yuzhou let go awkwardly: "You have to try harder. Look at the golden Buddhas in front of you, all gold. You guys are even gold-plated... How embarrassing."
"Money is something outside of your body, don't be greedy."
Xie Yuzhou put his hands behind his back and walked slowly to Lu Chaochao's side.
Lu Chaochao unconsciously moved to the side.
It's a bit embarrassing.
She could feel everyone's gazes.
Zhaoyang Sword Master was reborn in the human world as a five and a half year old child. Although people in the Buddhist world have never seen her true face after her resurrection, there is Shikong in the Buddhist world.
At that time, he predicted that the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion would have great fortune. However, the old lady misunderstood and mistook her for Lu Jingyao.
As a result, in the previous life, Xu Shiyun's entire family was executed and his children were brutally killed.
Lu Chaochao was angry because she had tricked him when he was ascending to the Buddhist world. The upper realm is put in a sack.
Shi Kong had already guessed Lu Chaochao's identity, but as he was a mortal who ascended to heaven, he had a sense of dependence on the mortal world in his bones. Naturally, Lu Chaochao’s identity would not be publicized.
Although the Buddhist world is independent of the Three Realms, it does not participate in external struggles. But you can tell good from bad.
Although there was some personal grudge against Master Zhaoyang Jian because he kidnapped the Buddhist disciple, it did not get to the point where it could not be reversed.
At this moment, Shikong was staying in the Buddhist world, eagerly waiting for his immortal friends to return with the Buddhist disciples.
Shikong was wearing monk's robes and standing on a lotus platform, with a faint golden light behind him.
In order to welcome the Buddha, countless immortals came down to the world just to persuade him to return.
"I don't know if this trip will go smoothly. Don't let Lu Chaochao cheat you..."
"I heard that even the immortal scholar and the saint scholar have been deceived by her." This, He Chou, isn't this her adding chips to the mortal world!
Presumably, she also felt the attitude of the gods?
Shi Kong murmured in a low voice.
Since Shikong is in the Buddhist world, he naturally knows more than others.
Because of the desires of the gods, the suppression of the three realms by the Heavenly Dao became stronger and stronger. Even the Buddhist world was implicated, and not even the spiritual rain could be supported.
If the turbid air cannot be cleared away, the way of heaven will inevitably collapse again.
Now, there is no Zhaoyang Sword Master to save the Three Realms.
Shi Kong pursed his lips tightly, he didn't dare to think about the result.
Too scary.
No one can bear it.
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