The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 19 A Holy Monk Comes to Hangzhou City
The day and night of galloping didn't make Modoye feel much tired, and the passenger Daoran naturally didn't feel tired.

Daoran was going to finish the remaining few miles in one go.

It's just that Daoran forgot how terrifying a four-armed giant with black skin like carbon and hair like fire is to mortals.

When Modoye walked on the official road outside Hangzhou, the sparse pedestrians and carriages on the road suddenly jumped up and down.

Passers-by either ran wildly, or their legs became weak from fright, and the riders on horseback could only use their best efforts to control the frightened mounts.The originally fairly regular flow of people was like an ant nest that had been stepped on, and it quickly collapsed and overflowed.

Daoran also understands that he has done something stupid, only thinking about saving trouble for himself, and accidentally scaring others.

"Amitabha, you don't need to panic, this is the Yaksha who protects the Dharma of Buddhism."

Daoran integrated his mana into his voice, and his voice was not hoarse, but it still clearly reached everyone's ears.

Hearing Daoran's words in fear was like grabbing a life-saving straw when drowning. Everyone looked in the direction of Daoran.

I saw a handsome young monk who seemed to be shining, standing on the shoulders of this terrifying giant.

The solemn effect of treasure appearance was activated, and everyone who saw Daoran instantly felt much calmer, and even many ordinary people who were not strong-minded directly knelt down on their knees, chanting "My Buddha is merciful" and "My Buddha is merciful" and " Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva for saving suffering and suffering."

Daoran sighed and said to Modoye: "It's hard work, just send it here."

"Respect the law."

Modoye turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated, and Daoran landed on the ground with a light posture, looking at the passers-by who were still in shock.

"I'm really sorry, I was so focused on my journey, I didn't expect to disturb you all." Daoran said sincerely.

Even the system admits that this is the truth.

In the previous two lives, Dao Ran was not the kind of bullying and domineering character, and his moral bottom line was a little higher than ordinary people, otherwise he would not have tried his best to eliminate demons in Lanruo Temple.

If it weren't for being a monk and asking for the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, it would be quite suitable for Daoran.

Now that his mistakes have harmed others, Daoran naturally feels guilty.

Daoran chanted Amitabha Buddha's name all the way, and he lifted the passers-by who were kneeling on the ground, straightened the overturned carriage, and comforted the frightened horse by chanting sutras, and Daoran took out gold and silver from the big basket , as an apology to those who were accidentally injured.

Daoran's apology was full of sincerity, coupled with the solemn effect of Baoxiang, soon no one cared about the shock just now, but was full of respect for the little monk Daoran.

That is the eminent monk who can drive the Yaksha, the guardian of the Buddhist sect, to apologize to a group of mud-legged people, to lift them up without avoiding the mud and dirt, and to give them a lot of gold and silver.

Although most of the gold and silver were melted into a ball, it didn't matter, Dao Ran broke off a little and it was broken gold and silver.

This kind of terrifying power made some greedy passers-by put away their bad thoughts. Although gold and silver are soft, it is not difficult to open the head with every inch of strength.

Capable, handsome, and compassionate, this monk... No, this holy monk is simply a living Bodhisattva.

Being a monk, especially a monk with mana, will naturally be regarded as a living Buddha.

Although Dao Ran doesn't like the worship of passers-by, he is gradually getting used to it.And there is another advantage of being a holy monk, that is, many people will ask God for blessings from you.

Daoran must have said in a pleasant way, all kinds of blessings are given away free of charge, and a lot of skill points such as barbecue, knife skills, seasoning, and noodle making have been collected. Although Daoran is not going to be a cook, but As long as you can occasionally brush out the spell-holding attribute once in a while, you will earn money.

Passers-by watched the holy monk talkative, and their favorability increased gradually. At first, they just followed and watched from a distance, but then they turned into shouting and hugging. The crowd surrounded Dao Ran and walked towards Hangzhou City.

Such excitement, when they came to the gate of Hangzhou, the soldiers who guarded the gate almost thought it was thieves attacking the city.

The soldiers, who were still used to scraping oil and water, heard that Daoran was a holy monk from Jinshan Temple. Not only did they not make things difficult, but they sent him into the city respectfully.

This is certainly because of the reputation of Jinshan Temple, but more because Daoran is surrounded by devout believers, if he dares to ask for money, he is afraid that he will cause public outrage.

After successfully entering the city, the bustle around Dao Ran slowly dissipated.

They are all ordinary people, after all, they don't have so much free time to run around with this holy monk. After getting a little bit of Buddhist immortality, they will return to their original life.

But after I go back, I still have to tell others about today’s adventure, talk about the four-armed dharma protector Yaksha, and talk about the handsome young monk. This will be the most miraculous experience in most people’s life.

Saying goodbye to the last commoner who was with him, Daoran heaved a sigh of relief, he was finally clean.

Looking at the crowds on the road, it is indeed true that the city of Hangzhou, known as Suzhou and Hangzhou, has a large population and is indeed very lively.

Daoran touched Fa Hai's handwriting inside the monk's robe. This is to be sent to Lingyin Temple. Should he deliver the letter directly, or should he wait in the city first, and then invite the magistrate after Nie Zhengyan takes office? What about referrals?

Dao Ran has already read the contents of the letter.

It was Fahai who gave it to the abbot of Lingyin Temple. He hoped that Daoran could learn from Abbot Daoji and practice in Lingyin Temple for a period of time.

Although monks don't pay much attention to common etiquette, Daoran is very clear about the status of the abbot's disciples in Buddhism.

As an outsider, I suddenly came to the door and became the abbot's disciple. Even if monk Daoji didn't mind, it didn't mean that other monks didn't have any ideas.If a monk with evil intentions wants to cause trouble for Dao Ran, even if Dao Ran is not afraid of trouble, he doesn't want to get into trouble for no reason.

Even if it is a pure place of Buddhism, if you can't become a Buddha for a day, you can't get rid of the suffering of greed, hatred, ignorance and poison for a day.

Therefore, Daoran planned to wait a few days until Nie Zhengyan came to Hangzhou.

At that time, with Fa Hai's personal letter, the magistrate's recommendation letter, and the gold and silver dug up from Lanruo Temple as incense money, no one would object to Dao Ran's worship at Lingyin Temple.

At that time, even if I break the sex ring a little bit, Lingyin Temple should turn a blind eye, right?
After the plan was approved, Dao Ran wandered around the city.

With a pile of gold, silver and jewels on his back, Dao Ran is not afraid that he will not be able to find a place to stay. Taking advantage of his free time, take a good look around this Hangzhou city, maybe you will meet the person who walked across the bridge under an umbrella. What about the white lady?

But not far away, Daoran smelled a fragrance.

Daoran took a deep breath, showing an expression of enjoyment.

It's the smell of meat!
Turning around and looking over, there happened to be a steamed stuffed bun shop by the side of the road, and steaming big white steamed stuffed buns were placed in a steamer.

Daoran couldn't help swallowing, he has kept the meat precept for 15 years, wouldn't he be able to rise in the daylight today with one bite?

(End of this chapter)