Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

"Come back and go crazy!"

Ok?

Upon seeing the two men spouting nonsense, the abbot frowned and looked at Guangliang and Biqing.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're talking nonsense, making me answer the wrong question!"

Guangliang cursed.

"No, no. I was just saying it offhand, and you responded so smoothly. It proves we have great chemistry!"

After hearing Guangliang's words, Biqing quickly began to explain.

"Who wants to be on the same page as you?"

After uttering a curse, Guangliang apologized, "I'm sorry, Abbot, I misspoke."

He paused, then added, "What I mean is: you can rest in peace on your journey!"

hum!

This statement was even more shocking, and everyone couldn't help but look at Guangliang.

"Uncle-Master, you can't say things like that carelessly, or people will think you're cursing him to go to the Western Paradise!"

As he spoke, Biqing covered Guangliang's mouth.

Guangliang shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant! Do you mean I told you to go in peace?"

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Bi Qing covered Guang Liang's mouth again.

"Oh, you!"

Seeing that Guangliang couldn't even say a kind word, the abbot was so angry that he walked straight out the door.

Everyone was stunned and watched silently as the two left.

After Li Xiuyuan left, Guangliang's life became a bit easier, because no one was playing pranks on him anymore, and he was living a carefree and happy life.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Hundreds of ragged beggars gathered at the foot of Lingyin Temple, all converging outside the temple.

"Oh no! Oh no! A lot of beggars are coming from down the mountain!"

Before long, Lingyin Temple was in complete chaos. Guangliang, who was unaware of what was going on, even said that he would invite these people in.

However, upon learning that there were too many people, they finally had the leader among them brought in.

These people were victims whose homes were washed away by the flooding of the Qiantang River.

"Amitabha! Gentlemen, what brings you to Lingyin Temple?"

Guangliang asked with a smile.

"Please, Master, save our lives and give us some food."

Ok?

Guangliang frowned. He knew that they were monks, and all the money was donations from others.

"You guys really think too highly of Lingyin Temple. Our daily life is quite frugal! Look how thin Biqing has become from hunger."

As he spoke, Guangliang pulled Biqing over.

Both of them looked thin and frail, seemingly due to malnutrition.

Guangliang paused for a moment and then said, "We also rely on our own efforts to beg for alms from door to door, so please go back!"

As he spoke, he revealed his thoughts.

Because of Li Xiuyuan's appearance, he took over the position of abbot, and Guangliang still has to go out to beg for alms from time to time. As the saying goes, "You don't know the necessities of life until you're in charge of the household!"

Therefore, in the original story, Guangliang gave away all the food in the temple to others, but at this point, he inevitably had a little ulterior motive and wanted to save some of it.

"Uh, this........."

After hearing Guangliang's words, neither of them knew what to say.

Guangliang laughed and said, "Preserving our economic strength is the most important thing. Normally, when others come to us and give us money for incense, it's harder than climbing to heaven for us to give alms to outsiders."

As he spoke, he made no attempt to hide his thoughts, revealing his most genuine inner thoughts.

"Isn't Uncle Guangliang a bad person?"

After hearing Guangliang's words, Biqing frowned and said, "Have you forgotten what the abbot said? Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! We cannot stand by and watch someone die."

As he spoke, he quoted Li Xiuyuan's words.

As for why Li Xiuyuan did this, he knew in his heart that these people would come, and Lingyin Temple could not just stand by and watch them die. Most importantly, as long as he saved people, he could gain merit points.

However, in short, getting food for disaster relief was too troublesome. Although Lingyin Temple had become wealthy under Li Xiuyuan's leadership, the matter of purchasing food still had to be handled by going down the mountain.

When Li Xiuyuan saw that the abbot had invited him to go down the mountain, he left immediately. He also asked Guangliang and Biqing to help settle the disaster victims. If there was not enough food, they could go down the mountain to buy some.

"Damn it, it's that damned Daoji again."

After hearing Bi Qing's words, Guang Liang cursed inwardly, but ultimately agreed, saying, "Alright! Go ahead and save them if you want!"

He then decided to ignore it.

Chapter 330 Purchasing Grain for Disaster Relief

In the end, Guangliang wasn't a malicious person. When he saw how pitiful some people looked, he couldn't help but feel compassion.

Bi Qing smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, fortunately our abbot uncle had already anticipated this, so giving you some food is absolutely no problem."

As he spoke, he patted his chest and assured him.

"Thank you so much, young master! Thank you so much, young master!"

Upon seeing that Bi Qing had agreed, the two men knelt down on the ground to express their gratitude!

"If you want to thank someone, thank our abbot. Although he has left Lingyin Temple, he had already foreseen your situation."

As he spoke, Bi Qing replied with a smile.

"But what about the Living Buddha of Lingyin Temple?"

After saying this, the two were quite surprised. As expected of a living Buddha, he had anticipated their arrival.

"Exactly, exactly."

Bi Qing calmly replied, no longer surprised by Li Xiuyuan's miraculous abilities.

"I see. Thank you, Living Buddha!"

As they spoke, the two bowed in gratitude.

Upon seeing this, Bi Qing smiled and said, "Hey, you guys hurry up and bring out the food from the kitchen for the disaster victims."

After saying that, he directed several monks.

It should be noted that after Li Xiuyuan became the abbot, he handed over most of his power to Bi Qing, allowing him to handle some matters at Lingyin Temple.

Therefore, Bi Qing was considered to have accumulated considerable prestige in everyone's eyes, and Guang Liang was the only one on the field who was not convinced.

"Yes Yes!"

After hearing Bi Qing's words, the group quickly led the disaster victims to the kitchen and gave them some food.

Not long after, Bi Tong rushed in, stammering, "Brother Bi... Brother Bi Qing, all the food in that kitchen has been eaten, but the disaster victims are still not full."

As he spoke, he became a little anxious, and in his anxiety, his speech became even more incoherent.

Upon hearing this, Bi Qing shouted, "Are you stupid?! If the kitchen doesn't have enough rice, go get some from the storeroom!"

"oh oh!"

Bi Tong nodded hurriedly in agreement and then left in a fluster.

Bi Qing thought of Li Xiuyuan's words when he left: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." He wondered how the disaster victims were doing, and he and Guangliang went over to see them.

On this day, everyone at Lingyin Temple was engaged in disaster relief. Since the temple's food reserves were already limited, they were quickly used up.

The people at Lingyin Temple only had two bowls of thin porridge before running out of food. As for going down the mountain to buy grain, that goes without saying. It was already late, and I doubt any rice shops would be open!

However, at this moment, Chen Liang and Zhao Bin walked over and asked, "Master Biqing, do you have anything to eat? We haven't eaten in a long time and we're a little hungry."

In reality, given their cultivation level, they don't need to eat at all, but due to their daily habits, they still eat something every day.

When Bi Qing saw the two people approaching, he quickly shook his head and said, "There's nothing left. Not to mention food, there isn't even a bag of rice left in the entire Lingyin Temple."

As he spoke, he looked a little dejected. He was already a thin man, but there was no food left, and his stomach was growling loudly.

It was just two bowls of thin porridge, which was naturally not enough to feed a grown man.

"Hmph, it's all your fault. You gave all the food to the disaster victims, and you even used the kitchen of Lingyin Temple to cook it. So many of us worked hard all day, and in the end, we didn't even have enough to eat."

As he spoke, Guangliang felt a deep sense of resentment. Why had things turned out this way? It was indeed largely due to Biqing.

"It's not entirely my fault! This was ordered by my abbot."

As he spoke, Biqing began to defend himself.

"Hmph, it's all your fault anyway. Who gave the order that made everyone go hungry?"

After saying that, Guangliang started cursing again.