The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Ignoring the stunned looks from Li Chuyi and others, the old man was still talking to himself.

Even when other diners clamored for wine and meat, he just replied, "You can eat it yourself if you want, just leave the money there." '

"Three young men, you don't know how much of a fuss this matter caused!" The old man said in a more sad tone.

"Everything was in chaos. A woman who couldn't conceive a child went to offer incense and said she wanted to have triplets. She got pregnant, but it wasn't her. In fact, it would be reasonable for a woman to have three babies at once, but she didn't. A man is pregnant."

"Hey, some women feel that their husbands are not good to them, so they go to burn incense and curse him to death, but they curse someone else's husband to death."

"The human heart is a ravine that cannot be satisfied. Everyone has all kinds of strange wishes. But one day, all these wishes can be realized, but they will be placed in different people."

"That scene really made the entire county a mess."

The old man found a wooden bench and sat down, took out an old pipe and smoked it in his mouth.

After taking a few sips, he continued: "It was only after everything went into chaos that everyone thought, why did those people's wishes come true in the first place, but now they are like this?"

"There are actually quite a lot of smart people. Some people immediately speculated that this living Buddha is not very smart. When a person prays, he can tell who made the wish, but when there are more people, he can't tell? "

"In order to verify this idea, we all tried it as soon as we put it together, and the result was really like this. There is no problem in making a wish alone, but if there are more people, something will happen!"

"When we found out that this was the case, everyone suddenly became excited, but the government directly took control of the small temple. Even the emperor of our small country was alarmed and did not allow anyone to pray."

"After all, what if someone with a brain just wishes to be the emperor?"

"But it turns out that the emperor has overthought things. This wish can only be realized within the scope of our county. It will not work outside the county."

"In this way, the role of this small temple is greatly reduced to those big shots, but even so, to us locals, it is a real living Buddha."

The old man shook the cigarette ashes on the soles of his shoes a few times, and continued: "Because of the special nature of this small temple, it was immediately controlled by some powerful people in this county. It is up to them to decide who can visit and pray."

"There are even some princes and nobles from other places coming over. After all, this wish can only be realized in this county. So isn't it easy for them to pray alone and pray for a thousand years of life?"

"So, the battle for this small temple began, and many people fought to death every day."

"Even so, there are still people who secretly go to burn incense and pray, no matter how much they interfere, it's useless. But when more people pray, the county becomes even more chaotic."

"It went on like this for a few years, until another smart person came up with an idea and said, how about trying to build some more separate temples? And each new temple can only pray for one wish."

"If you ask for a child in the temple, you can only ask for a child, and if you want to keep safe, you can only keep safe. The main thing is to have a clear division of labor."

"It turned out that this method really worked, so all kinds of weird temples were built."

At this point, the old man stood up, put the cigarette on his waist, and hunched his back, "Hey, I didn't expect that decades have passed, but the scenes back then still feel so close before my eyes."

"It's just that after the new temples were built in those days, the wish-making process was no longer as successful as every attempt, but only one out of ten people could get their wish fulfilled."

"But the probability is high enough, so now various temples are still full of incense and extremely popular."

"On the other hand, it's the small temple on the east mountain. It's no longer useful to go there to make wishes. After it was repaired, fewer and fewer people went there."

After saying that, the old man was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and said, "In this county of ours, we can grow food all year round. The reason is that there was a talented person who hoped that crops could grow every day. I went and made a wish.”

Watching the old man leave, Li Chuyi and the others still sighed with sighs on their faces. It turns out that everything that is unreasonable has a reason.

Just like those strange temples they saw along the way, their origins were actually like this.

"Brother Li, are we still going to visit Xiaodongshan outside the city?" Aya asked casually.

"Go and take a look after drinking."

……

Outside the small city, in the small temple on Dongshan Mountain.

A young monk with half bun and half long hair looked at the golden light particles flying in the air, his face full of tangles and a little depressed.

These golden lights are the wishes of those mortals, a 'little' request they made after offering incense.

I thought about what I saw not long ago, a man actually wanted to use a copper plate of incense money to realize his wish of ten thousand taels of silver.

He just wanted to say, 'Donor, your abacus is so loud that it really puts this poor monk in a bit of trouble! '

At this time, he suddenly straightened up, assumed the posture of an eminent monk again, and then cleared his throat, "Amitabha, the three little benefactors, please come in if you are far away."

Outside, there were three people standing side by side, naturally they were Li Chuyi and the others.

At this moment, they looked at the small temple that was looming in the night. Its red walls, green tiles, and even the wall coverings were peeling off and faded, making it look very mottled.

However, the area around the small temple is not overgrown with weeds. Instead, it is very flat, as if someone has been cleaning it frequently.

Hearing the voice of "Please come in" from inside, the three of them bowed and performed a Buddhist salute at the same time, "Master invites you, I dare not refuse."

With a creaking sound, the wooden door of the small temple was pushed open. There is no golden clay sculpture of the strange monk, only the strange monk himself sitting cross-legged in the center of the temple, with a fire burning in front of him, and it is still burning brightly.

With half a bun and half hair, he is undoubtedly the one enshrined in all temples, and he is also the one with great supernatural powers who protects this area.

"Junior has seen the master!", the three of them saluted again.

"Sit down, feel free to do it, I'm easy to get along with!" the young monk said with a smile on his face, and even adjusted his yellow monk's robe.

Li Chuyi and the others nodded, then sat down cross-legged, looking face to face with the monk across the fire.

"May I ask what the master is called?"

"This Buddha's name is..., ahem, the poor monk's name is Bufo!"

Li Chuyi and the others were immediately frightened, "Ahem, no... If you are not a Buddha, senior, you are not really a Buddha, are you?"

Listening to the other party subconsciously calling himself 'this Buddha', maybe this is really a Buddha, at the level of an immortal.

"Low-key, low-key. I was a Buddha before, but now I can barely be called a half-Buddha. I will no longer be a Buddha."

Looking at the three people opposite, Bufo said with a smile.