After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 164 Feelings
"Since you have such great perseverance to create such a spectacle, why don't you spend more time expanding the temple? The temple will expand and become more famous, so the incense in the temple should be more prosperous. Wouldn't it be deserted every year after autumn?"

Versace finally raised the question in mind.

He had heard of Shangqing Temple a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be such a quiet and simple small temple with a small footprint.

Jinshan Temple not far from the capital can accommodate thousands of people in just one Buddhist hall, compared with Shangqing Temple, it is simply rare.

Seeing that he was asking seriously, the little monk simply put down the melon in his hand and stood up.

"The question asked by the benefactor has actually been asked by many people, but our presiding officer said that the temple is a place of practice, and incense is not the original intention of our temple. We should not destroy the foundation of practice because of profit. Perhaps every temple chooses The way of practice is different, but the final result of practice is the same, they are all for self-cultivation and crossing others.”

"Shangqing Temple is far away from people, and the people who cross it are only ten miles away. It is enough to receive incense every autumn. Just like this ancient well, we only need to take what we need every day, and it is too much to take more."

When the little monk turned his words, Versace couldn't help being deeply moved, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of his own thoughts just now.

"The little master's words really made me admire him. As expected, today's trip was not in vain. It gave me a deeper understanding of Shangqing Temple."

"The benefactor is full of praise."

The little monk saluted him with clasped hands, then bent down and took the bucket full of water and poured it into the special big wooden bucket.

Wei Qianzi was instantly full of admiration for this Shangqing Temple under the little monk's detailed explanation.

Compared with those modern temples that seek fame and fortune, this is the real temple, this is the real monk, and this is the real practice.

Faith has always been respectable, but with the passage of time, many pure things have disappeared, and even changed his original appearance.

Unexpectedly, what the little monk said made the image in her heart that had already collapsed and collapsed become taller again.

Wei Qianzi turned around and looked at the Buddha statue carved on the stone wall, only to feel that her impetuous heart calmed down a lot in an instant.

Three months later, the entire back mountain was dyed red by maple leaves, so she must come to see it again.

"What are you doing?"

After Wei Qianzi finished feeling, when she turned her head, she saw Versace lowering her head and recording something on her palm.

When she took a closer look, she saw that he had taken out a pen and paper from nowhere, and was transcribing word for word what the little monk had said before.

Probably because he often stands like this and takes notes on palm-sized pieces of paper. He writes very fast.

"All right!"

Versace folded the small piece of paper and put it into a small bag, clapped his hands happily, saw that she was looking at him, and explained something proudly.

"I just recorded some things worth remembering, and it will be a new experience to take them out in the future."

Wei Qianzi couldn't help laughing, "It's a good habit for you. After all, a person will experience many things in his life. If you don't record them, you may forget them one day."

"Exactly."

While the two were talking and laughing, the young monk had already come over with a bowl of water.

"This monk, the clean spring water you requested is ready."

Wei Qianzi quickly took it, thanked the little monk, then turned her head and shouted at Versace who was still staring at the stone wall, "Let's go!"

Versace came back to his senses and hurriedly followed.

(End of this chapter)