Secret Buyer-Chapter 362 - 271: Casting the Incense Burner Toward the Buddha in Leiyin Temple
Some passers-by and market owners at this moment also followed and went inside, all going to worship the gods.
"I’ll go take a look too, is it really that miraculous?" muttered a skinny old man, holding a pipe, and he entered the Buddhist Temple with a smile.
He took a drag of his pipe, exhaled clouds of smoke with satisfaction, and the smile on his face was even more pronounced,
Ever since leaving the Golden Province, his luck had noticeably improved, and in the past few days in this market, he made quite a profit!
"Buddha is merciful, Buddha is merciful!"
As the skinny old man crossed the temple gate, he recited these words, walking quickly among the crowd, passing through the paths and secluded woods of the temple, reaching the Buddha Tower entrance.
He took another drag of his pipe, looked at a ragged old man beside him:
"Brother, you look unfamiliar, are you here specifically to worship Buddha?"
Zhang Fusheng glanced at the skinny old man and laughed:
"Yes, and you, Boss Zhou?"
"Me? I’m just trying to get a meal here, but I’ve never been inside. I feel it’s quite strange and unsettling, but today suddenly feels better... hmm?"
The old man suddenly got startled:
"How did you know my last name is Zhou??"
The ragged old man smiled warmly, his white hair fluttering gently in the wind:
"I also came from the Golden Province, have been to the black market outside the waiting area, seen you, Boss Zhou."
Old Zhou was suspicious and uncertain:
"Well, what a coincidence..."
Although he said that, he couldn’t remember where he had seen this ragged old man,
But upon closer observation, he did feel a hint of familiarity in the man’s face.....
Couldn’t figure it out.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fusheng had already followed Third Lian and Fourth Girl into the Buddha Tower.
Inside the Buddha Tower, it was very dim, with layers of scripture banners fluttering on both sides, revealing behind them the statues of Vajras and Arhats,
And at the forefront, there was a huge Buddha statue, with a smiling face,
One hand making a flower-pinching gesture, the other caressing a bulging belly, on the altar in front of it, there were also incense burners and memorial tablets.
On the tablet, there were just four characters.
[Maitreya Buddha].
Zhang Fusheng felt a chill in his heart.
Maitreya.....
This name of the future Buddha was obviously a secret in this world,
Even Little Child, who once held the Maitreya Celestial Position, merely claimed to be a reincarnation of the Big Belly Buddha!
In this world, this era, there was simply no such concept as Maitreya.
There was only the future Big Belly Buddha.
"This Buddha statue is indeed effective!" Third Lian exclaimed at this moment and cautioned: "But the way to worship the Buddha is slightly different, sir, do you see that incense burner?"
Zhang Fusheng snapped out of his thoughts and squinted his eyes:
"Of course, I see it."
Beside the altar and memorial tablet, there was a huge incense burner, filled with densely packed burning incense.
At a glance, there were at least thousands—
Though these thousands should be larger than the incense burner when joined, inexplicably they fit perfectly inside, even with gaps between them.
"The burner has the effect of storing a large quantity in a small space..... this is a saying of the Buddhist Family, in plain words, it means there’s a vast space inside."
At this time, Third Lian continued:
"The incense for worshipping the Buddha statue isn’t just any other, you need to use your own Essence, Qi, and Spirit as incense, and the method is quite simple... look, over there."
He pointed, and Zhang Fusheng followed his gaze.
On the side of the altar, there was clearly a huge merit box, surrounded by people who came to worship,
Zhang Fusheng saw someone reaching out, gently caressing the merit box.
The next moment.
Their face turned a little pale, as two to three percent of their Essence, Qi, and Spirit were absorbed by the merit box,
Then, a piece of burning incense popped out of the box.
Zhang Fusheng’s expression became even more solemn.
Though not much Essence, Qi, and Spirit were lost, others couldn’t see, but he could see it, as the person who caressed the merit box,
Produced a thread of unique cause and effect from their body—it linked to the burning incense.
And when someone inserted the burning incense into the incense burner, bowing three times to the Maitreya Buddha Statue, wishing for fortune or making a promise afterward,
This unique cause and effect from their body directly linked to the Buddha statue!
Zhang Fusheng noted,
The dense cause and effect that extended out of this tower actually originated from the smiling Merciful Buddha Statue.
"Girl." Third Lian said, looking sideways: "The incense you offered last time has burnt out, go get another one."
After a pause, he reminded:
"Remember, when your hand caresses the merit box, don’t wish for too big a desire, otherwise..."
Before he could finish, there was a commotion over by the merit box.
Someone was forcibly sucked dry by the merit box!
This scene was too eerie, scaring Old Zhou so much he stepped back two paces, nearly dropping his pipe!
Third Lian shrugged his shoulders:
"See, when you wish for too big a promise without pulling back your hand in time, you get sucked dry!"
He then shook his head and said:
"People just shouldn’t be too greedy, what you reap and wish for, you must give something to achieve."
As he spoke, Third Lian pulled his daughter forward, each placing their hands on the merit box opening, losing some Essence, Qi, and Spirit, exchanging for two sticks of burning incense,
Then they inserted them into the incense burner, bowing respectfully three times to the Buddha statue.
Meanwhile, Old Zhou swallowed hard:
"This, this is just like worshipping the Evil God..."
The surrounding people cast glances at Old Zhou, prickling him into another shiver; realizing he’d misspoken, he quickly forced a smile and looked at the ragged old man beside him:
"Brother, are you going to worship?"
He saw the old man, whose body carried a faint odor, raise an eyebrow, his voice hoarse yet resounding loudly:
"If I worshipped it, it might not be able to handle it."
The incense guests all turned their gaze towards the ragged old man,
Zhang Fusheng was indifferent, striding forward, not picking up any candles, just standing firm in front of the incense burner and memorial tablet.
"Sir?" Third Lian furrowed his brows.
Zhang Fusheng didn’t respond, merely staring at the Merciful Buddha Statue. Suddenly, he reached out, grabbed the base of the incense burner, and gave it a sharp flip!
The incense burner was flung, directly smashing toward the Buddha statue!
"You are the Buddha, but what am I?"
A great sun burst out behind his head, illuminating the dark Buddha Tower brightly!
The incense guests exclaimed in shock.
