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The reason why I will visit Fangren Temple in Xicheng District with Fangxin is the reason.
Since the winter mountain Qixiong escaped from the Dongshan Mental Hospital, the mental hospital that was once regarded as a meditation place by Fangxin has changed.
The guards are strengthened, and the sentry is not a big deal. The most important thing is that the critically ill patients are being held separately. The wards have changed from 5 meters to 50 meters apart, and the middle layer is also set up to prevent the patients from connecting in series. ".
Fang Xin always believes that the slang of mental patients is the best white noise. Nowadays, it is a luxury to want such white noise, which makes Fang Xin very depressed.
After the Dongshan Qixiong hit the 28th incident, the leading white suit was transferred to the hospital. Others were monitored and disposed of in different degrees. Fangxin did not have a challenger in the mental hospital. Although the other party’s level is not enough, It’s better than nothing, but now it’s boring.
Since the psychiatric hospital can no longer play the role of inspiring one's own thinking, then it is not helpful. Fangxin contacted his father, Professor Bai, and gave himself a discharge procedure. Because he was not a manic psychosis, he was judged to have almost no society. Hazard, so the dean easily released him.
After leaving the hospital, Fang Xin, most of the time is not to teach him to be a "great wise man", but to dress like a retired cadre all day, carrying his hands, hanging around the Dongshan Lake and the Daning River, from the lake and mountains. Comprehend the truth of the universe.
On the day of Saturday, he suddenly found me, let me accompany him to visit the Seeren Temple in Xicheng District, saying that he would prove to me the superiority of the science happiness education.
Do you want to advertise that the cults you created are more advantageous than Buddhism? It’s really shameless, the face is racing against the city wall, and how Buddhism has accumulated the wisdom of the ancestors for thousands of years...
However, I have neglected a bit. Today, no matter whether it is a famous mountain or a squatter room, the number of sorghum and squatters is basically the same as that of giant pandas. In the place of seeing the temple, the ticket price is doubled, and the holiday fare is doubled. Not to mention any sorghum, even if there are few real Buddhists.
The reason why I promised to go to see the temple with the party letter is very complicated.
First of all, I need to make a good relationship with Fangxin, the true scientific happiness teacher, so that I can get close to the causal calculation program and complete the transaction with Ai Shuqiao.
Secondly, I am very curious. Fangxin, a man who calls himself a god, has now fallen into the cult of a cult. He will not be ashamed if he sees me.
In addition, Fang Xin did not take me to go, Gong Caicai was randomly selected as a "big wise" follower, she was so excited about this opportunity, I felt that it was a step closer to my wish. In order not to let Gong Caicai's world view be further devastated, I decided to accompany Fangxin and Gongcai Cai to visit Yanren Temple, so as to use the religious knowledge that my father taught me at the dinner table, and the public opinion of the other party counterattacked.
Originally, this kind of messy occasion, called Xiaoqin is very suitable, but Xiaoqin was taken to attend the birthday party of Auntie, and could not get away.Therefore, the teacher's letter, as well as the two members of the palace and I, Gong Caicai, entered the gates of the Jianren Temple, which was painted with gold, carved beams, and plaques.
Seeing the temple, the meaning of "the wise see wisdom, the benevolent see the benevolence", although the ancient meaning is full, but it is always called "the temple of the monks", saying that the temple monk is a monk.
"Mr. Fang, Fang!"
After we met at the entrance of the temple, Gongcai was very nervous and talked with Fang Xin. Professor Bai had previously smashed it. The internal name of "Great wise man" should not be used outside. For the de facto leader, only need to be called " Mr. Fang" will become.
"Not bad," Fang Xin did not change the posture of his hands on his back. Two light-colored scorpions, without good intentions or maliciously, smashed the palace color. "Your mind is pure, not dusty, the causal calculation program chooses you. As my escort, it is very good to reflect the ugliness of those fake monks."
Miyasa Choi, who was praised in person, immediately blushed. "I, I just want to grow some wisdom around Mr. Fang. The monk in the Seeon Temple can't be said to be a bad person? Although the ticket is a bit expensive..."
Come on! Even you, Bai Fumei, think that the tickets are small, let alone the hard-working people? This temple is simply a cash cow for the monks to collect money!
Very unexpectedly, Fangxin took me and Gongcai Caizheng into the temple brightly. After I reported the name, I didn’t accept the tickets, and the defending monks also praised Fangxin as “Fangju Shi”. Those who have a reputation in the Buddhist world to practice at home can be unimpeded in the temples nationwide.
"These people are really blind!" I followed the slate in the temple behind Fang Xin, and I whispered. "You started from studying Buddhism. As a result, you set up another portal to create the cult of science happiness. Buddhism You should be declared a traitor and put you in the pan!"
Gong Caicai hurriedly explained to Fang Xin: "The Science Happiness Seminar is not a religion! Ye Lin, please don't say that the oil pan is so savage..."
"Haha, in fact, Buddhism is not a religion." Fang Xin was unhurried and calmly watching the clouds on the sky. "In the United States, many Christians also accept Buddhist thoughts as a philosophy of life. - The ideas expressed in the Christian New Testament have many similarities with Buddhism, and even Jesus himself is a rumor of Buddhists."
I took the letter of Fang Xin’s arm and pulled him a little farther and asked, “Are you not claiming to be God in front of me? Now how is it normal in the palace?”
Fang Xin smiled lightly. "I am just a container of God. Sometimes God will leave from my body to observe the world. When he comes back, you will know."
My mouth sighed: "Your god name is Naru? Now it is really popular to raise individual things in the body. Naruto does not raise nine foxes in the body..."
Today is the weekend. Although the tickets for seeing the temple are expensive, many people have come to burn incense and worship Buddha. Most of them are middle-aged and elderly.
For today’s trip, Gong Caicai wore a bodyMore elegant clothes, light yellow silk shirt with pleated skirt, revealing a gentle atmosphere, and the small coat outside the shirt, the size of the chest is extremely covert, as if not so it is not enough to Buddha They expressed respect.
"Mr. Fang, I don't understand..." Gong Caicai looked like a thirst for knowledge. "Buddhism is like a Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, so many gods, why is it not a religion?"
At this time, Fang Xin’s hand was taken out from behind, and he talked about it with great meaning.
"Color, you made a mistake, such as the Buddha, that is, Sakyamuni, he does not belong to the ranks of the gods, but with the Confucius a level of 'sage'. The title of "Sakyamuni", translated is 'Sage of the Sakyamuni', and 'Buddha' means 'enlightened person'. Those who truly understand Buddhism will not regard Sakyamuni as a god. He is just Gautama Siddhartha, a net meal. The prince of the country, worried about the saints who finally realized the world."
In order not to let Fangxin fully grasp the right to speak, I interjected:
"As far as Guanyin is concerned, I know! Her prototype is a double horse god in Indian Brahmanism! After the founding of Buddhism, Shuangmatong was included in its own system, called 'Matou Guanyin' or 'Matou Mingwang'! At that time, Guanyin is still a man! However, the Chinese feel that the task of sending a child by a man has the suspicion of wearing a green hat for the people, so he changed the Guanyin to a woman!"
After a brain has finished saying this, my nose has grown a lot like Pinocchio. These religious cold knowledge, ordinary people will not listen to their father at the dinner table.
"Double...double toilet?" A seemingly only 18-year-old quilted eye, a little sand, listened to a few words when passing by, and then said with amazement, "Is the prototype of Guanyin actually a toilet god?"
What the hell! If you lack Buddhist knowledge, don't come to be a monk! Shuangmatong is a twin brother, not a pair of toilets! You are not afraid of being smothered by Guanyin Tuas!
"Yes, Ye Lin, your knowledge is very broad." Fang Xin nodded. "Shuangmatong is the traditional god of Brahmanism. It is said that the gods are so powerful that the blind can be revived, the bulls produce milk, and the dead wood blossoms..."
Hey! The blind man and the dead wood got the gospel, but did the great god ask the bulls' opinions! Anyway, if I can suddenly produce milk, I am not happy!
I just wanted to pay a courtesy to the temple's Guanyin, and listened to Fang Xin's words. I suddenly didn't dare to act. I don't know if it is the prototype of Guanyin. Shuangma Tong likes to let the bulls produce milk. The reason for the contradiction of prayer wishes.
"Bless the old man's illness and hurry..."
A white-haired old grandmother squatted on the futon and sincerely bowed to the seven-footed body of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
It is expected that there will be a fierce monk in the face, and it is very beautiful to knock on the mahogany merit box in front of the Buddha - the inside is a hundred dollar bill.
"Hey! You are so old, I don't want to say you. You just didn't buy the high fragrance of our temple. Just use the incense that you brought with you. It is a violation of the rules! Now come to Guanyin, and a little incense. Don't vote for money, it won't work!"“Yes, but,” the grandmother embarrassed to put the wrinkled hands into her pocket. “I bought the tickets for the money I brought, and I will have lunch for a while...”
Seeing the fierceness in the eyes of the money, I feel that the nickname "Shuren Temple" is not at all contemptuous. Poor always has a good man and a girl who listened to the propaganda and mistakenly thought that it has a long history and ran here when there is time. Burn incense and pray.
A long history of farts! The real seeing temple has long been demolished in the text! I have also seen the old photos of the monks who were forced to take banners and write the book "What Buddhist scriptures and net shit"! The current Seenji Temple was rebuilt one kilometer away from the original site! The temple is not a temple from the year before, and the monk is not a former monk! There is no such thing as a half-dollar relationship with the original history!
"Please, please don't be a grandmother..." Gong Caicai took out 50 yuan from the wallet and dropped it into the merit box. He said to the fierce and timid, "Let the grandmother quietly worship the Buddha."
If she is alone, and then give the palace color a courage, she does not dare to go to nostalgia, but at this time there is a letter from the leader, and second, there is me, the other party is still swearing anyway, so the palace color finally drums Have a little courage.
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