Chapter 612 The real Buddha is not in the temple
“You...are the legendary Living Buddha Jidian?”
What Fa Tuo asked made everyone present slightly shocked.
He co-authored this crazy weird monk and is still famous?
But if it is really famous, why has no one heard of it?
Nonsense, of course I have never heard of it. There is no legend of Jigong in this world...
But after today, maybe there will be.
"Oh?"
Fu Qingzhou slowly turned his head, looked at Fa Tuo, grinned and said: "I am not a living Buddha, I am just a wandering monk, traveling around the mountains and rivers. ”
“The living Buddha is humble”
Fa Tuo said softly: "Although your deeds are not in the Buddhist scriptures, they are still in people's hearts... More than a hundred years ago, I heard that a son of a noble family suddenly became a monk on his wedding day, taking the name of Daoji, and then disappeared. More than a hundred years ago, A crazy monk suddenly appears in the market. Wherever he goes, he fights injustice and rescues people. Everyone calls him Jigong. ” He is profound, his cultivation is unpredictable, and he is not involved in the battle between rivers and lakes. He is just playing in the world."
After saying that, he smiled at Fu Qingzhou: "Your appearance and temperament are exactly that of the Living Buddha Jidian. ? "
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows, but his smile became more mysterious: "Don't talk nonsense, that person you are talking about was more than a hundred years ago, how could it be me?"
Although it is? He denied it, but it seemed more modest, and everyone's eyes suddenly became more awe-inspiring.
"...In any case, you saved people."
Fatuo made an invitation gesture: "Can I go into the account conveniently to talk about it?"
Fu Qingzhou grinned and glanced over Refugees present.
At this time, they were all looking at themselves with awe and curiosity.
Not only them, but also the monks behind Fa Tuo also looked at him with great curiosity and reverence.
Fa Tuo had previously confessed that these monks... were all true believers of Bai E Nan Buddha.
They all have one thing in common - they are not very smart.
Yuanzhao has been preaching for several months, and naturally he has accepted some true believers. Some of them have actually become monks, ordained, and after some brainwashing, they have also become monks. The monks were in trouble.
Even though they know that they are lying, they are willing to believe that it is a "white lie" to save people from the world. They have no idea about Huijue and Yuanzhao spreading the epidemic.
Maybe one or two of them know the real situation, but after all, they are only a minority.
Therefore... Fatuo's idea does have something to it.
A mysterious and powerful monk saved people and became even taller under the support of the distressed monks...
Both the refugees and the other monks, they all began to believe that, The man in front of me is a real "living Buddha".
"There is no need to talk about it in the tent."
Fu Qingzhou grinned: "There are so many patients here, why don't you treat them?"
Fa Tuo clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "It's not that it can't be cured, but it's beyond our ability and it will take time."
"Oh?"
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "How to cure it?"
Dharma Tuo smiled and said: "I, the Buddha, feel the sufferings in the world during the hundreds of calamities. My tears turn into dew, which turns into the nectar of calamities. We mix the nectar into rice porridge and give it to everyone. After seven days, the disease will heal itself. .”
“That’s right.”
Fu Qingzhou touched his chin, shook his fan, and said with a happy smile: "Okay, I will stay here for a few days, and I will help you treat people when I have time. How about it?"
Fatuo was startled. ”, with “a flash of panic” in his eyes.
At the same time, Liang Guangchang and Ning Wushu’s eyes lit up at the same time outside the camp.
“This Fa Tuo, if nothing else, his acting skills are really good!”
Liang Guangchang praised: “I can feel his panic even from such a distance.”< br>
"But it feels like he has hidden it well." Ning Wushu nodded slightly: "It's a pity. If he hadn't committed too many things, he would be a talented person... But now, Qingzhou will definitely not tolerate him. . "
"Hey, can we send him to the border army?" Liang Guangchang said with a smile: "General Ning, your northern Xinjiang army occasionally needs some people who are articulate and quick-thinking, right? , isn’t it feasible?”
Ning Wushu’s eyes brightened: “The words of Divine Doctor Liang are quite reasonable, you can consider them...”
On the other side, Fatuo The dilemma was perfectly acted out.
He lowered his head, hesitated, and darted his eyes from side to side.
"What?"
Fu Qingzhou wandered up to him, leaned close to him, and said with a playful smile: "You...don't do anything shameful, right?"
"The Living Buddha was joking."
Fa Tuo "reluctantly" restored his calm smile, clasped his hands and said: "The Living Buddha is willing to stay here, and this young monk is overjoyed. From now on, he will also ask for advice from the Living Buddha. Dharma.”
"Easy to say, easy to say~"
Fu Qingzhou laughed loudly, walked past Fa Tuo, passed through the group of monks, and walked towards the most crowded place in the refugee camp.
At this time, his clothes were in tatters and he looked extremely slovenly, but he blended in perfectly into the refugee camp.
Fatuo and the monks looked at his back and did nothing in the end.
"Senior Brother..."
A monk came close to Fa Tuo and asked in a low voice: "What should we do? What kind of living Buddha is he really?"
"It can't be wrong."
Fa Tuo's expression remained unchanged and his expression was low. He raised his voice and said in an extremely serious tone: "You may not know that... the master has known me before, and it is very likely that we will meet this living Buddha when we are preaching and doing things."
"His power is unfathomable. We must not confront him head-on... But as long as we have a clear conscience and save people well, this living Buddha will definitely not cause trouble for us."
He said softly: "Remember, we should be more secretive during this period, but we can do things more secretly. If he discovers any clues or calls him to account, remember not to confront him head-on. Lead him to me and let me speak.”
When the monks heard what he said seriously, they didn't dare to be negligent and bowed their heads in response.
On the other side, Fu Qingzhou has walked into the crowd.
The refugees were quite in awe of him and did not dare to approach him directly. They all subconsciously moved aside.
"Oh, what are you doing? I can't eat people?"
Fu Qingzhou sat down next to a bonfire and put his hand around the neck of a young man who wanted to leave. Smiling: "Do you want to cure the disease?"
The young man was also very ill. Half of his face was covered with dirty stones and he couldn't see in one eye. He said with difficulty: "I think about it."
"That's it."
Fu Qingzhou chuckled and slapped his face with a fan.
White smoke rose, and the young man's eyes instantly became blurred.
But before he could completely faint, the wine gourd was stuffed into his mouth. He took a sip of it in a daze and fell down with a plop.
The surrounding refugees had seen Fu Qingzhou rescuing people just now, and they all gathered around curiously.
Soon, the young man frowned and groaned a few times on the ground, and then the dirty stones all over his body melted into black water and evaporated!
“Really, really cured another one!”
All the refugees around were shocked, and then, joy gradually appeared on their faces.
"Master! Living Buddha!" A clever man immediately rushed over and was about to kneel down to Fu Qingzhou.
But Fu Qingzhou smiled, raised his hand in the distance, and a wave of wind rose from the ground, stopping the man from kneeling down.
“Don’t kneel.”
He raised his eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, and said leisurely: “Your life is in your own hands - remember this sentence, soon, 伱We will understand.”
(End of this chapter)