Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Changqing left his room to Yu Zexun and went to Yu Zexun's room to rest.

Thinking of what happened in the city, Chang Qing took out the communication talisman and reported the matter to Zen Buddhism, hoping that they would send some people to help him deal with the follow-up matters.

After a while, a line of words appeared in the air: Your uncle has gone down the mountain.

Then, the line of words disappeared.

Chang Qing estimated that based on the magical power of his uncle Chen Yi, he should be able to arrive before dawn, and tomorrow happened to be the temple festival.

On temple festival days, some believers fast for three days, and people get up early and crowd on both sides of the streets.

"Here they come, the Buddha's disciples are here." someone in the crowd shouted.

Chang Qing came slowly over in a white monk's robe. No one knew who had spread the news that the Zen sect's Mo Lian Buddhist disciples were here. Those who had been planning to stay at home also ran out.

The streets were empty and crowded with people.

"See? That's the Buddha's son." Someone rolled his eyes and said in a mean way, "The Buddha's son and I have met a few times. We even fought demons together before."

"Really?"

The man smiled complacently, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Three years ago, Luoyang and the Dragon King had a strange thing of getting married. The key is that he married a new bride every other year. Mo Lian Buddha passed by here and after hearing about this, he showed his divine power."

Someone nearby nodded in agreement: "I've heard about this as well. It wasn't actually the Dragon King, but a toad that had cultivated into a spirit. It took advantage of the Dragon King's power to bully others, and was eventually taken in by the Mo Lian Buddhist disciple."

After hearing the first person speak so convincingly, the people around him began to believe it and started asking for details.

That person was quite generous. He said three parts of his lies were true and seven parts were just bragging. He managed to fool others into believing his lies.

Zhou Pan was not wrong. Three years ago, he and Chang Qing had indeed traveled together for a period of time. However, that was because Chang Qing saved him from the hands of a demon, and he shamelessly stayed by Chang Qing's side and could not be driven away no matter what.

In the end, it was because Chang Qing went to the Jingtan Three Saints’ Discussion that Zhou Yu did not follow her.

Chang Qing also did a lot of things along the way. Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Everyone knew that Mo Lian, the Buddhist disciple, had great magical powers, could subdue demons and monsters, and had a compassionate heart. They all called her a living Buddha.

A little girl was holding a candied haws, holding her mother's hand, and looking at Chang Qing with her watery eyes without blinking: "Mom, I have seen this brother."

The person next to him laughed: "Xiao Xi'er, this is the first time that Saint Monk Mo Lian comes to our place. When can you see him?"

The little girl swallowed the candied haws in her mouth and thought seriously: "I'm not too sure, it seems like it was yesterday and it seems like it was in a dream, I don't know the details."

Seeing others laughing, the little girl felt a little aggrieved and looked up at her mother.

"Mom, I'm not lying, I really feel like I've seen this brother before."

"Okay, okay, Xier, mother believes in you."

The woman gently touched her head and smiled softly, "Whatever Xi'er says, mother believes it."

Her daughter disappeared for four days and she thought she would never see her again.

After all, people who disappeared in the city are like they have evaporated from the face of the earth, with no trace of their bodies found either alive or dead.

She almost cried her eyes out. She looked everywhere for Xier, but there was still no trace of her. It was as if she had disappeared out of thin air. Until this morning, when she opened the door, she found her daughter lying at the door.

"Uncle also believes in Xier, Xier, be good, uncle will take you to buy some delicious food later, okay?"

Although Xi'er was young, she was not stupid. She was a little unhappy about their perfunctory response and said seriously, "I am telling the truth. I really saw this brother in my dream. He came with another brother in black clothes and they fought with the bad guys later."

She frowned again and said with some frustration: "At that time, I just felt very sleepy, and then when I woke up, I found myself at the door of our house."

Xier's memory is not complete. There are only some fragments of her experience in the ghost market, and when the evil ghosts were about to eat them, a Buddha-colored light enveloped them.

It was also because of the Buddha's light that many people woke up and realized the situation they were in, and finally crawled back to their hometown.

Some people had been dragged into the ghost market for several days, and their bodies had long been worn out by the ghost energy. Chang Qing cast a spell and sent them all back home.

"Save the distressed in this life, guide them in the next life, and liberate them through prajna. Seal the mantra and ask for the blessing of the holy monk."

At that time, there were thousands of floating clouds, and the warm sun was strong but softened among the clouds. The monk walked through the noisy crowd with no sadness or joy, separated from everything around him.

His eyes and eyebrows were clearly the same as those of the gods and Buddhas in the temple, containing a hint of inhuman compassion.

But this person is different, different from those gods and Buddhas who are high above.

Yu Zexun sat just by the window of the inn, and this was what he saw, with his hand holding the teacup clenched.

The one I see is Chang Qing, and the one I see everywhere is Chang Qing. No one else can catch my eye anymore.

"You are seriously injured. Don't you want to go back to the Demon Sect?" asked a charming and seductive woman.

Yu Zexun lowered his eyes slightly. His injuries were indeed serious, and his soul was also damaged. He needed to return to the Demon Sect to recuperate.

After a while, he finally said, "I want it back, but not now. What about you?"

When he thought of Wan Chuyao's mission, Yu Zexun felt angry. It was fine if she had lost her memory in the past, but now that she has recovered her memory, does she still have to continue the mission?

Wan Chuyao was slightly startled and his eyes fell on the people below.

The eyes of the Buddha who saves all living beings are half closed, and his white fingers are loosely holding the pure bottle. The extremely green willow branches hang down from the mouth of the bottle.

Wan Chuyao thought, how could this ordinary willow branch look so beautiful today?

Chang Qing managed to free himself from the crowd with the water bottle in hand. The weather was already hot, and it was extremely uncomfortable to be crowded with so many people.

She came to the temple hall, listened to the Buddhist chanting, looked up at the gods and Buddhas above, and a ridiculous feeling of decadence and world-weariness arose in her heart.

She knew that this was the emotion of the original owner, Mo Lian.

It was disappointment in the gods and Buddhas of the Western upper world. The holy place in the hearts of all Buddhist disciples turned out to be a place of filth and filth. The Buddha who taught them to save all living beings and cut his flesh to feed eagles turned out to be so hypocritical and selfish.

"Mo Lian."

Chen Yi walked over.

Chang Qing retracted his gaze, slowly turned around, looked at the person who came and shouted, "Uncle Master."

"I brought the holy water that was offered before the Buddha when I came here. I will distribute it to the people later. However, some people have evil spirits. Alas, I am afraid that the holy water will not be of much use."

Chang Qing had thought of this a long time ago. Willow branches have the effect of warding off evil spirits, so she used Buddhist instruments to collect the dew and placed the willow branches to bless the people.