Chapter 037 Kill the Emperor of Heaven

Qin Lin stepped into the mountain gate of Zhulin Zen Temple, and a large number of Jinyi official schools also swarmed in behind him. The horse walkers in the county took bows and arrows to seize the favorable positions everywhere. There were also court officers and troops dressed in mandarin ducks. They surrounded the hills where Zhulin Zen Temple was located

The corner of the abbot Yuzhu's eyes twitched, and his expression changed a few times. He put his palms together and said, "Qin and Luo, the poor monk is polite. Although our temple is small, it is also a famous temple of 500 years. The Buddha and Bodhisattva cherish mercy. The two of them carry these many swords and soldiers, and the Buddha and Bodhisattva must not look good on their faces.

Luo Dongyan smiled: "Qin Shaobao is the pillar of the imperial court. He has repeatedly frustrated the rebels and rebelled. It can be said that he has made outstanding achievements and is also regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the traitor against the party, so he has to strengthen his vigilance. If there is any offense, you have to ask the old monk to take more care of it and give more incense for Qin Shaobao in front of Buddha and Bodhisattva!"

Yuzhu bowed his head and seemed to be a little reluctant.

"Empty is color, and color is empty. Hasn't the master been broken yet?" Qin Lin opened his mouth leisurely and glanced at Yu Zhu jokingly: "As long as you have good thoughts in your heart, holding a knife in your hand is just to eliminate demons and defend the way; if you have the heart to do evil, even if you hold incense in your hand and recite the Buddhist scriptures, you will still fall into the devil's way Master, do you think so?

"Yes, yes, Qin Shizhu's wisdom is deep-rooted, but the poor monk is obsessed." Yu Zhu smiled very reluctantly. He was sweating coldly after being said by Qin Lin's three or two words, and he was secretly afraid of himself: Has Qin Devil's head found anything?

Qin Lin visited the bamboo forest meditation hall surrounded by everyone. He looked at the four golden dragons, eighteen arhats and the Daxiong treasure hall. The five-year-old ancient temple was very beautiful. The Buddha statue was golden and colorful, the pavilion was antique, and the courtyard was a medieval Bai Sensen.

The only thing that is a little embarrassing is that the originally green bamboo forest around the temple has turned yellow and has turned or is dying. It is the rainy season in the spring of the south of the Yangtze River, but it is like a late autumn scenery.

Qin Lin pretended to be confused and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Master Yuzhu, everything is revived in spring, but why does the bamboo forest of your temple wither? Is it unfavorable or a geographical change?

Yuzhu didn't mean to hide anything from this. He smiled and said, "It's so that the Lord of Qin knows that bamboo will die. Earlier this spring, these bamboos have been opened. It takes more than 40 years for the bamboo planted around my temple to open huā. The poor monk has wasted 70 years of spring and autumn, and he has seen these bamboo open huā when he was in his twenties.

In a word, after the end of the year, when there is a long drought without rain, and the soil is dry and hot, the bamboo will open, but in which year it will be opened, it can be met but can't be found. It is because the bamboo opens huā that the temple has collected some bamboo rice. Now that I think about it, it seems to be specially given by Buddha and Bodhisattva to the Lord Qin to enjoy!"

Yuzhu was already afraid of Qin Lin in his heart. Just as he asked about the withering of the bamboo forest, he took the opportunity to talk nonsense and wanted to talk from Qin Lin's mouth.

Oh? The light in Qin Lin's eyes flashed and said quietly, "Long drought without rain, dry and hot soil? There is not a shortage of rain this year. Why is the soil near your temple dry and hot?

"Uh-huh, this..." The abbot of Yuzhu knew that he had made a mistake and regretted that he could not give himself a big ear scraper. He should not have talked too much in front of Qin's head. Well, if he finds any clue, what he said just now will become a free move!

Thanks to the convenience of the old bald donkey, he quickly smiled and said, "It didn't rain in early spring, and the sun came out for a few days in a row. The earth warmed up, and the bamboo opened. A grass and a tree also have a sense. Presumably, it must have been predicted that Qin Shaobao was about to come, so it was opened by the Buddha's order in advance, and it was formed into bamboo and noble guests.

"That's right, then I have a lot of predestined fate with Buddha and Bodhisattva." Qin Lin smiled, changed the topic, and did not delve into it.

Yuzhu was so scared that he soaked out cold sweat all over his body. He secretly said that the Qin demon was really powerful. If he made a little mistake, he was afraid that he would be caught by him, so he no longer dared to talk about it again. He accompanied him to walk honestly and pointed to a Buddha statue and mural to tell the origin

While Qin Lin walked leisurely, accompanied by Yuzhu and Luo Dongyan to visit Zhulin Zen Temple, Niu Dali led the Jinyi official schools to guard all over the temple in the name of protecting Qin Shaobao's safety, and inspected each temple and Zen room.

You can check the whole temple, and there is no place to accommodate the money casting workshop at all. Several temples are decorated with Buddha statues. The four corners of the Buddha statues are covered with dust, and cobwebs are hung around the mantle. There are only stone-carved incense burners in the open space outside. There is no furnace for casting What is left by burning is not the charcoal used to make money.

It's strange. Everything here looks normal!

Niu vigorously stretched out his mallet-like fingers and scratched his scalp fiercely. Even if he was thin in his thickness, he was also confused at this time.

Lu Yuanzhi has been following Qin Lin. Seeing this, he winned at his old partner, and then deliberately took a few steps to wait for Niu Dali.

"Lao Niu, I heard what Brother Qin said just now. It seems that there is something wrong with the land around Zhulin Zen Temple..." Lu Yuanzhi repeated the dialogue between Qin Lin and Yu Zhu in a low voice and said, "Lao Niu, can you see, is it hidden in the ground?"

"It's impossible, right?" Niu Dali's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe it.

To cast money, you need to burn a furnace, a cooled pool, accumulate copper, charcoal and a large amount of copper money, and there must be an area for a large number of craftsmen to live. Judging from the private minting copper money found this time, the scale is quite large, so the space required by the private casting workshop is particularly large, and it It's set.

What's more, it takes a lot of air to melt copper in the furnace. If you dig space underground, you will get half the effort. No, it's thankless at all. Who would do such a stupid thing? It's too stupid!

Suddenly, as he walked in front of him, he walked to an attic and said with a smile, "Well, I often hear that the world is already in April, and the peach huā of the mountain temple is in full bloom, but the area around the temple is different. Look, the plant in the distance opened early. It must be warm, so the blooming period of the grass is earlier than elsewhere.

"Master Qin is coming, and it is huā to welcome the distinguished guests!" Yuzhu answered with a smile and gritted his teeth in his heart. When Qin Lin left, he must be asked to pull out the Mo lìhuā.

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the words, he rubbed his fat chin thoughtfully: "Maybe there is really something wrong with the underground, Lao Niu..."

Before he finished speaking, Niu Dali hurried away, and he knew what he should do.