Weird fairy

Chapter 827 Bodhisattva
Standing in the long queue, Feng Wanba had already licked his mouth for the sixth time. The aroma of food wafting from the soup kitchen in the distance made him swallow involuntarily.

Seeing that the number of people in front of him hadn't decreased after a long time, Feng Wanba finally experienced what it means to live like a year.

But he didn't dare to intervene indiscriminately, for fear of offending the masters, he asked him to go home without giving himself porridge.

Finally, after a long wait, it was Feng Wanba's turn.There is not much porridge, just a spoonful.

But when the spoonful of corn porridge was just poured into the bowl, he never cared about the hotness, and went straight to scoop it up with his hands.

The corn porridge was cooked very clearly, and some sawdust and minced meat were added to it.

But in Wan Ba's mouth, this food is an extremely delicious delicacy. He obviously didn't put anything in it, but he felt that it was yellow and smooth, with a long aftertaste, full of fragrance, and it was more delicious than anything he had eaten in the past.

When Feng Wanba, who had his eyes closed, sucked every one of his fingers vigorously, he opened them slowly and let out a long breath.

He was still very hungry, very very hungry, but the warmth in his stomach let him know that he would not be starved to death.

After licking the bowl of porridge until it reflected light, Feng Wanba still didn't leave. He moved as close to the soup kitchen as possible, inhaling the aroma that wafted out.

Feng Wanba had a secret that no one told anyone, that if he inhaled too much of the aroma of the porridge, he could absorb the essence of the porridge, which was what his grandfather said.

At this moment, he saw the master master in the temple come out and call for people to move things, he immediately lost his breath and ran over.

There is no pay to help the master move things, and anyone who feels that he still has the strength can go.Come and go as you please.

But Feng Wanba saw that the master who was shouting was surrounded by people, and everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement.

When being selected by the master, some people jumped out with excitement.

Feng Wanba knew what these people wanted to do. They were vying to move things because they all wanted to see the Living Bodhisattva.

Ever since the person who transported the food came back, it has spread the word. These grains were transported by the living Bodhisattva who saved the suffering!That Bodhisattva came down to save them!

Everyone wants to see the real living Bodhisattva, and wants to enjoy the blessings of the Bodhisattva. It is rumored that after the person who saw the Bodhisattva last time came back, all the minor illnesses and calamities on his body were cured.

He wanted to see him too, so Feng Wanba squeezed in hard, raising his hands high.

"You, you, and you." Seeing the great monk pointing at himself, Feng Wanba was so excited that he couldn't find the north.

When he got to Zhengde Temple, Feng Wanba still didn't calm down, he followed the discussions around him excitedly.

"Does the Bodhisattva really send food? Is there a lot of food? Will we not have to go hungry in the future?"

"What does a Bodhisattva look like?"

"I heard that this Bodhisattva is a man? Why is it a male Bodhisattva?"

"I heard that the Bodhisattva was a man before, but later became a woman. Maybe the Bodhisattva is a hermaphrodite."

"You are looking for death! How dare you disrespect the Bodhisattva! What if you make him angry and don't send food? Get down on your knees and kowtow!"

While they were still discussing, a hole suddenly appeared in the air, and a sack of things was thrown out of it.

When the sack fell to the ground, the rustling sound made Feng Wanba's ears stand up instantly, it was the sound of corn! !
Immediately after that, bags of grain were brought over, and one of the bags was cut open, and the corn rolling out of it made them instantly understand that this is the merciful and compassionate Bodhisattva who really came to save the suffering and disaster victims!
Looking at the sacks of grain, Feng Wanba followed all of them, immediately knelt on the ground devoutly, and knelt down to those grains.

At this moment, the holes that appear from time to time in the sky are the manifestations of Bodhisattvas and miracles in their eyes.

Looking at everything in front of him, Feng Wanba didn't know what he was talking about for a while, but just shouted excitedly.

When they saw the Bodhisattva in the red robe falling from the sky, all the people present cried and shouted at him.

There are omnipotent gods in charge of them, they have not been abandoned, they can survive!
"The ones with a mark on the bag are the seeds! The ones without a mark are the grains. Hurry up and get people to plant the seeds as soon as possible." Li Huowang said to the approaching monk.

The cries and shouts around him made Li Huowang upset, and he turned his head and shouted at them, "It's so noisy! Stand up with me!"

With a swish, all those kneeling on the ground stood up. "Move all the food to the granary! If it's going to rain, it will all be soaked in water!"

Everyone started to move, even if they were still howling, they were howling while working.

"Where is your abbot?" Li Huowang asked the monk in front of him.

"Amitabha, the abbot is eating in the kitchen." Li Huowang raised his feet and walked towards that side with a cold face.

"Bodhisattva! What's your name, old man? I'll go back and set up a shrine for you! From now on, I will offer incense and worship every day." Feng Wanba shouted loudly from behind.

"Zhuge Yuan!"

Soon Li Huowang found the abbot in the kitchen. He was sitting in front of the stove with a big bowl, eating meat bit by bit.

Some monks nearby are skinning and deboning with skillful preparation skills, handling the offal, and sliding it into a steaming cauldron.

"You still eat these?"

Zendu put down the bowl and chopsticks. "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart. The Buddha will not blame the old man."

"I mean, since there is food now, you still eat these?" Li Huowang looked at the corpses churning in the pot with a slight frown.

"Food is always not enough. If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the food should be given to the common people. This is enough for the poor monk. It doesn't matter. The poor monk also likes to eat rice and meat." After finishing speaking, Chandu picked up another piece He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed contentedly.

"I brought the seeds over here this time, let people plant them quickly, let your people protect them, and don't let the hungry and crazy people eat the seedlings."

It is definitely not enough to rely on such a drop in the bucket by yourself, and Daliang's food is always limited. If you want to break the situation, it is always the people of Daqi who start to save themselves.

"Amitabha, thank you so much for the benefactor. There is a large piece of black land next to Youdu. It is planted and harvested three times a year. I will let people plant it."

After saying this, Zendu paused, and said again: "Benefactor, can you send more piglets than seeds?"

"After all, this flesh and blood is what I'm good at. It can make this pig grow faster and be ready for slaughter."

"People don't have to eat, how do you raise pigs?"

"Pigs can eat feces, and pigs can also eat dead people, why can't they be raised?" Chandu said quite naturally.

The words of the abbot of Zhengde Temple reminded Li Huowang of some past events.

(End of this chapter)