I am a fairy

Chapter 94 Deer City
At dawn.

A flat-bottomed boat arrived at the ferry on the riverside. Wen Shenyou could no longer wait, and his men shouted at the boat to come faster.

"Hurry up."

The group had already unloaded their carriages and horses, and now loaded them onto the boat, then staggered towards the other side of the river.

After crossing the river and walking up a distance, we finally saw a city.

Luyang County, the county seat of Lucheng County, was formerly known as Lucheng. It is separated from Xihe County by only a river and a mountain, but the levels of prosperity are completely incomparable, like a world of difference.

It is located in the hub area of ​​the Yangtze River waterway and has Yinzhou’s largest port, Lujiaopu, which connects the east, west, south and north. From here, you can take a boat directly to the capital.

In addition, this is also an important military town. There are many warships on the Lujiaopu River, and there are camps and tens of thousands of soldiers scattered around, guarding against Bashu in the west and the Northern Dynasty.

Looking from afar.

On one side, ships were coming and going in the harbor, with sails everywhere, and shouts from the shore were endless.

On one side, there is a city within a city, and city walls are connected to city walls.

Walls of varying heights are stacked one upon another, connecting the port with the inner city, outer city, Guocheng, and warehouse city.

The roads were extensive and cattle, horses, and vehicles were crowded together at the gates, waiting in line to enter the city.

In the distance, there were shadows of soldiers training in the camp.

Wen Shenyou naturally didn't have to queue up. He drove into the city in a hurry. Before he had time to catch his breath when he got home, he saw a figure sitting steadily in the lobby.

Wen Shenyou was suddenly shocked. Why was his grandfather still at home in broad daylight?

In the past, he either went to inspect the army, or stayed in the governor's office or the provincial governor's office, and rarely stayed in the house.

What's even more strange is that there should have been many servants serving in this mansion, but today there was not a single one to be seen. It was unusually quiet.

Wen Shenyou felt something was wrong and wanted to leave.

The wind is tight.

Wow.

However, the figure in the lobby had already looked over.

Wen Shenyou had no choice but to step forward and greet him immediately: "Grandpa, why are you at home today?"

The other party glared and said, "What? I can't stay?"

Wen Shenyou was like a mouse seeing a cat: "Grandpa, you are very busy and always worry about official duties and national affairs. Am I not concerned about you?"

Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji's tone calmed down and he asked with great concern.

"Fo Nu!"

Wen Ji waved to Wen Shenyou to come over, and Wen Shenyou walked slowly forward, preparing to stage a scene of loving father and filial son.

Wen Ji's expression suddenly changed, and he laughed twice with ambiguous expressions and said.

"Oh!"

"No, I almost forgot."

"Now we should call it Shenyou!"

Wen Shenyou stammered: "Shenyou, doesn't it sound pretty good? Shenyou, Fonu, isn't it almost the same..."

Wen Ji slammed the table fiercely: "Bang!"

With a click, Wen Shenyou fell to his knees.

There was no time to explain.

Looking up, Wen Ji took out a big stick from somewhere.

Wen Shenyou: "Hey, Grandpa, Grandpa, what's going on?"

Wen Ji: "What? I'll beat you to death, you bastard."

Wen Shenyou: "Grandpa, Grandpa, this won't do!"

Wen Ji: "Why not? I can't hit you."

Wen Shenyou: "You can hit me if you want, but you can't call me a bastard. Wouldn't that include you as well?"

When Wen Ji heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly turned red with anger.

"Hit me as you like, fine fine."

"That's what you said."

Wen Ji waved the big stick, his face flushed with anger: "After going out for a walk, he even changed his name. Are you planning to change your last name in a few days?"

Wen Shenyou: "This has to be changed. The gods have their will. This is arranged by heaven. What can I do?"

Wen Shenyou rolled and crawled. He was short but very flexible.

He rolled around on the ground, but Wen Ji couldn't hit him.

Wen Ji swung the stick again, and Wen Shenyou went directly under the table, and the stick hit the table directly.

Wen Ji said fiercely: "Come out here! If you don't come out, I will let your mother beat you."

Wen Shenyou thought of his mother and his body trembled suddenly.

When my grandfather beat him, he would just hit him a few times to vent his anger, but when my mother beat him, she really beat him to death!

"No, no, no, I'll come out now."

Wen Shenyou crawled out from under the table and was pushed to the ground by Wen Ji.

Wen Ji swung a big stick and spanked him hard on the buttocks several times. Although the beating looked severe, it was not serious.

However, Wen Shenyou screamed continuously, but he kept looking at his grandfather from the corner of his eyes. It seemed that the other party had finally vented his anger. He threw the stick on the ground and sat down again.

"If it weren't for your mother, I would have beaten you to death a long time ago."

Wen Ji looked at Wen Shenyou who stood up while rubbing his butt, and said unhappily.

"Okay, stop pretending."

Wen Shenyou bared his teeth and said, "I'm not pretending. It really hurts."

Wen Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him: "The emperor is devoted to Buddhism, so I named you Fo Nu. Do you think this name can be changed casually?"

Wen Shenyou: "As long as the emperor can see the power and magical powers of Yun Zhongjun, he will definitely change."

Wen Ji: "You are so sure. What kind of magic potion did the people in Xihe County feed you? It has only been a few days since you became so obsessed."

Wen Shenyou stepped forward and said, "No, no, no, this is not a magic potion, Grandpa, this time I really saw a god with great magical powers."

Wen Ji was on an inspection tour before, so Wen Shenyou only reported it and did not explain it in person. After all, there are only a limited amount of information that can be explained in the letter.

but.

Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji did not completely believe it, but he did not deny it either.

The decision he made was to let Wen Shenyou invite the witch to come to Lucheng so that he could see for himself whether it was true or not.

If he really is someone with great magical powers, then he should report the auspicious sign to the emperor.

However, Wen Ji was not too concerned about the so-called divine witch and auspicious signs. Of course, having them was good as it could please the emperor.

Because he was different from Jia Guina and others, these things did not bring him much benefit as he had already reached a high position in the government and was a prince of the royal family. At most, they were icing on the cake.

But there's no harm in that.

At this moment, Wen Shenyou recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in Xihe County.

For example, the incredible scene on the sacred peak of Yunbi Mountain, the ghosts and gods encountered when traveling at night, and the big pit caused by thunder outside Jingu County.

This was what he had seen. There were also some things he had not seen. When all these things came together, Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji was also somewhat surprised and confused.

Wen Ji: "Could it be that such a miraculous thing really exists in this world, and it happened on the other side of the river?"

Wen Shenyou: "Grandpa, I saw this with my own eyes, it can't be faked. You will know it when the witch comes here this time. And the Yunlou Palace must be repaired."

Wen Ji did not agree, but he did not reject it either.

The so-called Yunlou Palace is actually a tower and a temple. It was no burden for Wen Ji to build it.

But you have to be careful everywhere, otherwise you might find out in the end that you have been fooled by someone who is pretending to be a ghost.

Wen Ji stood up and said, "You speak so powerfully, I want to see who that witch is."

At this time, the servants outside also came in, and the whole lobby became lively. Some people reported to Wen Ji about what was happening outside, while others were tidying up the messy tables and chairs and picking up the sticks that had fallen on the ground.

After listening to the report, Wen Ji walked outside and turned back to say to Wen Shenyou.

"recent."

"Master Nianhua Monk came to my Yinzhou to hold a ritual. He has heard about the events in Xihe County and is said to want to meet the witch of the Yunzhong Temple."

Wen Shenyou was immediately startled: "Master Nianhua Monk, isn't he in the north?"

This flower-picking monk is no ordinary person. It is said that he came from the Western Regions Protectorate and learned his apprenticeship from a great Buddhist master.

He once killed a misguided evil monk during a debate. It is said that he died with a pale face and prostrated on the ground.

He also once persuaded a king of the Western Regions who was known for killing people like flies to convert to Buddhism, and he even gave up his position as king and devoted himself to following him.

It can be said to be very famous.

Wen Shenyou's previous remarks about the Buddha being the enlightened being actually all originated from this monk, which shows that he was deeply influenced by him, and the Buddhist principles he preached spread far and wide. Wen Ji didn't want to say it, but he still gave his son some advice.

"Master Nianhua Monk arrived in Jinzhou a few days ago. After I heard about it, I asked him to come to Lucheng."

Wen Shenyou immediately understood that his grandfather wanted to see whether the witch really had magical powers.

However, it is impossible for him to do this kind of thing personally, or to deliberately put on a bad face and make things difficult for the wizard.

If the wizard is really a god, wouldn't that offend the other party?

Therefore, they invited a high monk from the Buddhist sect. They didn't even need to do anything, let alone give any hints or say a single word. The monk would naturally help them find out whether the sorcerer was a true deity or a fraud.

It is obvious at first glance that these methods and ideas are not on the same level as Wen Shenyou, who was beaten black and blue by the young man in Xihe County before.
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The monk's Buddhist name was Konghui, but everyone called him the Flower-Picking Monk.

He got this name because he once preached in a peach blossom forest, and all the peach blossoms bloomed overnight. The flowers in his hands looked like Buddha, so he got this name.

This was originally a beautiful story and a curious anecdote, but because of his handsome appearance, he attracted many female believers and even the daughters of nobles to listen to his teachings. As the name of the Flower-Picking Monk was passed on, it changed its meaning.

"Is this the clinic that treats patients?"

The monk, who was about thirty years old, had a fair face, red lips and a good appearance. He came alone and stood in front of a big house at the corner of the street.

He was wearing a simple monk's robe, a bamboo hat on his head, and a half-smile on his face, just like the Buddha statue in the temple.

The servant leading the way nodded and pointed inside the house.

"Yes, this is it."

"There is a Taoist priest named Jin Ao in the temple. He is the one who trapped all the plague ghosts here, and then drove them out from the bodies of those who were possessed by the ghosts one by one."

"If it weren't for this Taoist priest, there's no telling how long the plague would have lasted."

"Monk, if you want to find someone to exorcise ghosts, this is definitely the right place."

The monk gave the money, but the servant did not take it.

He said, "Master Jin'ao didn't charge for saving people, so how can I charge for showing you the way?"

Just by listening to the words of the guide, the monk knew that this Taoist priest already had a certain influence in Lucheng.

But this is normal. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I don’t know how many people this Taoist Jin’ao has saved this time, which is better than building any pagoda.

There were people guarding outside the hall. The monk walked around nearby, asking people from time to time, and he knew about five or six points about the situation inside the hall.

"The so-called plague ghost is nothing more than an infection."

"It seems that this Taoist has mastered this method of healing, so he came here and used the name of exorcising ghosts to cure diseases and save people."

“Maybe there is some idea of ​​expanding the number of believers, but the merit of curing diseases and saving lives is real.”

The monk came to the door again, chatted with the guard for a few words, and looked inside.

"Besides that, there are some rules to this method of curing illnesses and saving lives."

"They isolated and housed the sick people like this, and treated them while they were being housed. The method was like marching to war. The method of boiling water and lime to treat the disease was also unusual."

"No wonder he has left such a great reputation in this area."

"If this method is promoted and passed down, when this plague disease comes again in the future, there will be a way to deal with it. I wonder how many people can be saved."

Although Taoist Jin'ao also exorcised ghosts and cured diseases after he came to Lucheng, the news in Lucheng spread passively, unlike Xihe County and Jingu County where someone actively spread the news, so naturally there were not so many twists and turns.

The monks naturally didn't know the hidden stories behind this, but they analyzed a lot of things based on what they had seen so far.

The monk waited at the door for a long time, and finally when the Taoist Jin'ao came out, he immediately stepped forward and stopped Taoist Jin'ao.

The monk holding the flower bowed and said, "Greetings, Taoist priest."

Taoist Ao, who had lost a lot of weight recently, looked at the monk who was about thirty years old and said, "Monk, what do you want from me?"

The monk holding the flower said immediately, "I wanted to learn the method to exorcise ghosts. The Taoist priest actually has this wonderful method. If it can be spread far and wide, it will not only save the people in this city, but also save people in ten or a hundred cities. Isn't it a great good deed?"

Taoist Jin Ao was angry: "You are such an ignorant monk, how can you teach this elixir to others so easily?"

"You just said something without any real intention, and you put a big hat on my head. You want to steal other people's things. How can you do such a good thing?"

The monk holding the flower smiled and said nothing.

Taoist Jin Ao continued, "Although you don't know much, I can tell you that I have taught this prescription and method to the doctors in the academy."

"In the future."

"If the plague ghost comes again, they will naturally know how to exorcise it and cure it."

"You don't need to worry about this, monk."

The monk holding the flower said: "So that's how it is. Good, good, I was just overthinking."

"Master, you have done great merit in this life, and you will surely receive great blessings in the next life."

Taoist Jin Ao said: "It's not that I have great merits. This is what the divine witch told me after passing down the immortal recipe. It is the power and benevolence of Lord Yunzhong."

"Also, I can't bear your blessings in the next life."

"I, Yun Zhen Dao, cultivate the way of immortality. I came to save people under the guidance of the immortal saint. In the future, I will surely be able to ascend to the upper realm and worship under Yun Zhongjun. It has nothing to do with your Buddhist sect."

The monk holding a flower said: "I heard that you are from Yunzhen Dao. The deity worshipped by Yunzhen Dao is Yunzhong Jun?"

Taoist Jin Ao: "Of course, I'm too lazy to talk to you. I have something else to do."

The fat Taoist strode away, and the monk bowed again, but he already had an idea in his mind.

The monk then also walked away along the road, and after leaving the city, he entered a temple. The temple had three gates, one large and two small, standing side by side. On both sides of the doors inside the temple stood two large Vajra statues sleeping.

The name of the temple is Tenryuji, and the characters are painted with gold lacquer.

As soon as the monk entered, the monks in the temple immediately gathered around him, bowed and shouted respectfully.

"Mage!"

"The wizard is back."

"The wizard is back."

All the monks were extremely respectful, and the monk holding the flower responded with a smile.

After entering a meditation room, several disciples of the Monk who picked up the flower also came to meet him. The youngest disciple was about twenty years old, and the oldest was even ten or twenty years older than the monk who picked up the flower, and looked very old.

But everyone treated the monk with respect as their teacher and had great faith in him.

One of the disciples asked, "Master, did you gain anything this time?"

The monk holding the flower said: "I have seen the Taoist Jin Ao and tested him."

The disciple asked: "How is it, is it the evil way of pretending to be a god, the devil who deceives the world and steals the name?"

The monk holding the flower said: "I asked him to hand over the magic recipe. Although he was angry, he did not completely refuse. Moreover, he has already taught the magic recipe to the doctors who helped him treat patients before. He is not someone who wants to make a huge profit from this recipe."

One of the disciples put his hands together and said, "It seems that the Taoist of Yunzhen Dao is a virtuous person, and the Yunzhong Jun they worship is not some evil god or devil. I think the witch of the Yunzhong Temple is the same."

The monk who picked up the flower nodded first: "It's just that I see that although the Taoist has some compassion, his mind is completely focused on immortality. He doesn't seek the right result, and his heart is completely focused on the external path."

The monk holding the flower shook his head again: "This is the path to evil."

The disciple said, "But Yun Zhendao and Yun Zhongjun are very famous in Yinzhou. Even the Lucheng County King and his people are quite reverent to them. But it's not easy to deal with. We want to spread our Buddhism here, and this is a big obstacle."

The monk put his hands together with a compassionate expression: "No, in my opinion, this is a great opportunity to promote my Buddhism."

The disciple looked around: "Great opportunity?"

The monk holding the flower: "Although the Taoist Jin Ao has some skills, his mind is wavering. He is only pursuing the illusory immortality, but in fact his heart is empty and he doesn't know what he really wants."

"All these people are so busy that they don't know what they are looking for. They seem to be looking for something, but what they are pursuing is nothing but an illusion."

"I think the Taoists of Yunzhen Dao and the witches in Yunbi Mountain are also such people."

This means that these so-called Taoists, shamans and believers appear to have faith, but in fact they have no program and no real unified thought.

They are just some people who follow old ideas and believe in empty and useless things.

"If I can preach the Dharma to him, he will surely become enlightened."

"Let them know that immortality is nothing but a mirage in the clouds. When they are born in this world, they should practice my Buddhist teachings to save all living beings. Leaving the world is nothing but a way to escape. Only by entering the world can they obtain the right result."

Disciple: "Do you want to convert the Taoist of Yunzhen Dao?"

The monk holding the flower said: "That's right."

This was not the first time that the Monk Picking Flowers had done this. He had converted several of his disciples into his disciples one by one in this way, and he was very confident about this.

"We were forced to come to the Southern Dynasty by the Demon Buddha in the Northern Dynasty, and it was a good opportunity to open up the situation in Yinzhou."

"If I can lead this kind of people into the righteous path of Buddhism, I can make Yun Zhongjun a White Cloud Bodhisattva, or even a Buddha."

Disciple: "Can we also confer titles on Bodhisattvas and Buddhas?"

Monk: "Why are we here?"

Disciple: "To spread the Dharma."

Monk: "It is to save sentient beings from the sea of ​​suffering. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are nothing but clay statues. The so-called Buddha is just the name of an enlightened being. What we spread is the sutra and the Dharma."

“If we can truly spread the Dharma, everyone in this world will be a Buddha.”

The disciples admired him and fell to the ground.

At this moment, a black bird flew up from the top of the wall and disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)