On this day, before dawn, Xiaohuan took the sleepy Shen Bi out.

According to Xiaohuan, this is called 'Sincerity leads to spirituality'. Shen Bi rubbed his still numb cheeks and finally became more awake. The spiritual energy in this world is thin, and he has begun to slack off in his recent cultivation, and his life is getting worse and worse. Like a mortal.

After hurrying and slowing all the way, the two finally arrived at Pudu Temple at sunrise.

Although the genius has just dawned, the entrance to the temple is already crowded with various BMW incense cars, and people who come to offer incense and worship Buddha have formed a long queue.

Shen Bi looked at the people in front of him who were more sincere than him and regretted for a while. It was a bad idea to go somewhere to relax, so why bother mentioning Pudu Temple.

Just seeing the hopeful expression on Xiaohuan's face, he swallowed back all the words that came to his lips and lined up honestly.

Ningyuan County is not a big place, and most of the people lining up here are familiar with each other. They say hello to each other and chat about their current situation, so they don’t feel bored.

Xiaohuan also met a few acquaintances, but before she could say hello, the other people hurriedly turned away and pretended not to see them. Xiaohuan just dimmed her eyes and returned to normal, seemingly already aware of this. I have long been accustomed to it.

Shen Bi saw everything in his eyes. He knew the situation of the Shen family, but he didn't expect that even the relationship between the female family members had reached this point.

Since he couldn't go back to the world of cultivating immortals for a while, he decided to investigate the affairs of Shen Mansion.

Half an hour later, the two finally stepped into the gate of Pudu Temple.

Different from the noise outside the temple, there seems to be another world inside the mountain gate. Everything here seems quiet and peaceful. The pilgrims consciously keep quiet and walk softly. Only the sound of the monks sweeping and chanting are constantly echoing. By.

Different from other temples that prefer green pines and cypresses, the walls of the courtyard here are filled with Bodhi trees. The morning sunlight shines through the lush branches and leaves of the Bodhi trees, and scattered on the bluestone road, like lines of golden scriptures imprinted on it. Above, every bluestone slab is full of Zen.

Although Shen Bi was a Taoist cultivator, he couldn't help but be immersed in this Zen feeling. He couldn't help but secretly marvel at how Buddhist methods, just a secular temple, could have an impact on his state of mind.

After stepping on the bluestone road, in front of them was the main hall of Pudu Temple with its solemn treasures. Under the guidance of the Zhike monk, the couple came to a side hall. This hall is called Baizi Hall, which is specially designed to deal with the failure of the family home and the failure of the heirs. Things.

Seeing a group of people offering incense in the palace, Shen Bi and his wife could only wait a moment.

Xiaohuan stepped up and looked inside, and said softly to Shen Bi with some surprise:

"The people in the palace are the people from the Zhao family you asked about some time ago. I didn't expect to meet them here by such a coincidence."

"The older one inside is the wife of member Zhao, and the younger one is the eldest lady of the Zhao family."

Oh?

Shen Bi was also a little curious. He seemed to have a special fate with the Zhao family, and he could bump into him twice when he entered the dream world.

When I penetrated the hall with my spiritual consciousness, I saw a thin woman with fair skin supporting an elderly lady to slowly bow down. The woman was extremely young, beautiful in appearance, and quite dignified and elegant in her behavior.

"The eldest lady of the Zhao family looks like she is only twenty-eight years old. How could she come here in such a hurry to beg for a child?"

Shen Bi was a little puzzled. It was okay for Xiao Huan to have obsessions. Why was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family also like this?

When Xiaohuan heard that her husband was speaking freely, she quickly covered his mouth and said coquettishly:

"Young Master... please don't talk nonsense. The eldest daughter of the Zhao family, Yunying, is not married, so don't ruin her reputation."

"Then..." Shen Bi was a little confused.

"Mrs. Zhao is asking for a son." Xiaohuan rolled her eyes at him and said softly.

Shen Bi looked at Mrs. Zhao, who was standing tremblingly in the hall, and was speechless for a moment.

"Just listen to this, Mr. Zhao. The Zhao family has become so crazy about asking for a son that everyone knows about it. Mrs. Zhao almost lives in the temple and prays day and night."

This is strange, Mrs. Zhao did not go to Yuan Zhao to ask for her son, but instead came to find the monk.

Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. I was considered a foreign evil in this world. The eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Ze, died at my own hands. Mrs. Zhao might have found the right monk when she came to find him.

With this idea in mind, Shen Bi looked at the Buddha statues standing in the hall and felt something was different.

Among these Buddha statues are those with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, some with angry eyes, and some with flowers and smiles...

At this moment, the Buddha statues seemed to come to life, giving him a faint sense of oppression.

The sounds of monks around him reciting scriptures kept pouring into his ears, making him read along involuntarily.

Every time he recited the scripture, he sank a little deeper.

He seemed to have become a devout little novice monk, with only the Buddha and the Sutra left in his heart.

Hum!

I don't know how long it took, but Shen Bi woke up with a start, his consciousness swept out, and a cold snort shook away the heavy Zen energy exerted on his body and mind.

The scene in the main hall returned to normal in an instant.

Shen Bi glanced at all the Buddha statues with cold eyes. This was the second time that Buddhism had taken action against him.

Although Buddhists in the world of cultivating immortals mostly focus on physical cultivation, what they are really good at is actually scriptures.

Buddhist scriptures have a very strong power of "taking refuge". The so-called "sincere heart leads to spiritual enlightenment" actually means that pilgrims should put down their guard and relax their mind to accept the power of taking refuge.

Just above the main hall, they first used Buddha statues to suppress his mind, and then used the sound of chanting sutras to guide him to take refuge. If his spiritual consciousness had not awakened by himself, he would have become enlightened at this moment.

Shen Bi remembered the Zen feeling on the bluestone road when he first entered the mountain gate.

He didn't pay attention at first, and he felt quite relieved physically and mentally at that time. But now it seems that the other party had already made a move at that time.

At this time, the Zhao family and others had already walked out of the Baizi Palace.

Just as she was about to pass him by, Mrs. Zhao suddenly stared at Shen Bi, as if she saw something terrible in him, and opened her teeth and claws like a madman.

There seems to be something in my mouth that keeps whining in my throat, but I can't shout it out.

Seeing her mother suddenly going crazy, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, glanced at Shen Bi apologetically, and then called the female family members to lead Mrs. Zhao out of the temple in a hurry.

Xiaohuan was so frightened by Mrs. Zhao's sudden madness that she trembled all over, holding Shen Bi's sleeves tightly with her small hands.

Feeling the tightness of his wife's body beside him, Shen Bi narrowed his slender eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

It’s not over yet, is it?

He gently patted Xiaohuan's clenched hands that were turning white, and said warmly: "It's okay."

The warmth of her husband's palm came from her hand, and the expression on Xiaohuan's face relaxed. She patted her chest with a look of fear:

"I just heard about it before, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao is really crazy."

Seeing that his wife was fine, Shen Bi felt relieved.

He originally wanted to take her away directly, but Xiaohuan insisted that she would not feel at ease until she offered incense, so Shen Bi had no choice but to send her into the palace.

The Hall of Hundreds of Sons is the place where women seek children. He stopped in front of the hall.

Looking at the majestic hall in front of him, Shen Bi's expression gradually turned cold.

......

Behind the majestic main hall of Pudu Temple is the residence of the monks in the temple.

Unlike the complicated "return-shaped" courtyards in the folk, this residence is simply surrounded by a "kou".

When Shen Bi stepped into the courtyard, he immediately saw an old monk with a gray beard sitting cross-legged under a bodhi tree in the center of the courtyard.

The old monk has nine ring scars on his head, a few green Bodhi leaves falling on his purple gold cassock, and is turning a string of sandalwood beads in his hand while reciting scriptures.

A pair of pupils turns white, indicating that he is blind.

Sensing someone coming in, the old monk bowed slightly, put one hand on his chest, and recited the Buddha's name:
Chapter completed!