Chapter 1734: Poor to the home
Long story short, and said the old Liu head, Wu Feng and his entourage to the foot of the Dakung Temple, it is already noon, in the distance from the Dakung Temple is still a distance away, horses and carriages will not be able to line up, it left a few officials to watch, Wu Feng will be the Qingfeng Taoist all the way on his back, walked to the foot of the Dakung Temple.
This Dakung Temple from the Kaihua City is not close, and the mountain road is difficult, very few visitors to come, all the way on the ground did not run into any people, carrying Qingfeng Taoist long, Wu Feng and the old head of the Liu walked quickly, with about half an hour of light, it will be the Dakung Temple in front of the main hall.
Perhaps because of the reason that Wu Feng was coming to take away the brat baby today, Wu Feng and Old Liu Tou had just arrived at the entrance of the temple of the Big Sky Temple, when they saw two familiar figures from afar, the one at the head of them was the presiding master of the Big Sky Temple, Master Huikong, and the one behind him was Master Huicong.
"Master Huikong, haven't seen you for two days, I see that you are looking much better." Old Liu Tou was the first to greet them before he even walked up to them.
"Amitabha Buddha …… the two monks have traveled a long way, the poor monk has been waiting for a long time." Master Huikong pronounced a Buddha's name and said very politely.
Wu Feng walked over and nodded politely to the several masters, because of carrying Daoist Qingfeng on his back, he was unable to salute with the two masters, then he looked to the side of Master Huikong, when he was at the Black Wind Ridge, Master Huiming's injuries were the most serious, it is estimated that he is still bedridden now, Master Huikong was able to walk around, but judging from the rise of the color on his face, it was still a little bit weak, so he said: "Master Huikong, is your injury much better?"
"Amitabha Buddha …… thanks to the young master's concern, the poor monk's injury is no longer a problem, resting for a period of time will heal it."
After a few people had exchanged pleasantries, Master Huikong suddenly looked solemn and said to Wu Feng: "Little monk, you and follow the poor monk over here, my master, Master Zhifan, has been waiting for you for a long time."
Saying that, Master Huikong made an invitation gesture, Wu Feng nodded again and followed behind Master Huikong, heading towards the back hall of the Dakong Temple.
Old Liu Tou and Grandmaster Huikong spoke as they also followed behind the two of them, heading in the direction of the back hall.
After passing through a long corridor, at the entrance of the main hall, Wu Feng swept a glance towards the hall, but he saw that there were about twenty to thirty monks sitting on top of the bushes inside the hall, each one of them slightly closing their eyes and chanting, the curling sound of the Buddha drifted out from the hall, and let the mind and spirit be soothed, and in the middle of the hall in the back of the position was sitting on the golden body of the Buddha, with a solemn and solemn appearance, and let a person be solemn and respectful.
When he saw those monks who salute the Buddha, Wu Feng noticed a problem, there are many monks' uniforms are torn, and some of them are patched, these monks are all yellow and skinny, obviously the temple's incense is not strong at all, and the money for incense is also very little, these monks' lives are also more restrained.
At this time, Wu Feng only understood that the master has been with them to ask for wine to drink for the sake of, all of a sudden to ask for a seven or eight jars still feel a lot of looks, the original this big empty temple is no silver, poor, really poor to the home.
Thinking of this, Wu Feng handed over the Qingfeng Daolong carried on his body to the old Liu Tou on the side, and said to the two masters, "And then I want to go into the main hall to kowtow to the Buddha, and then burn three sticks of incense, blessing my eldest brother to wake up soon."