The sightseeing bus I took was very particular, and it was obviously a special car dedicated to VIP services. The leather seats and brown glass were all visible. The scenery outside was completely visible, but nothing inside was visible.

Jiao Tong and the other two did not walk with me, but chose the pilgrimage path and went all the way from Zhike Hall.

As for Xiao Yang and Mao Xueshang, they followed me and were taken to wind up along the mountain road in the sightseeing car.

Five minutes later, the sightseeing car stopped in front of a three-story pavilion with a very luxurious decoration.

"Donor, the abbot is waiting inside. Please take care of yourself." The monk from Zhigu said humbly when he got here, his hands folded together.

I smiled slightly, got out of the car and walked forward. Xiao Yang and Mao Xueshang followed me, just like two young followers.

The door was a false door. What made me think was that the living room was not a place where the abbot was entertaining guests, but a place where he lined up.

The sofa was more than 100 square meters full of people. A round table surrounded the living room. It was filled with all kinds of fruits and pastries. Some little novice monks were also carrying wine and shuttled through the crowd. This was not a residence, it was clearly a grand banquet.

Even if I made all kinds of guesses, I couldn't help but be shocked at this time. To be honest, I really didn't expect that I would catch up with such a grand event!

I smiled slightly, walked inside.

The little novice monk who maintained the order immediately stood in front: "Eh Amitabha. Donor, there are many people who want to make connections with the abbot. Don't be impatient. Wherever you go, someone will naturally notify the donor when you go."

I couldn't help but smile. I still need to register! This is noisy!

"I said it was your first time here. Brother, this abbot is very difficult to be effective. Even if you are anxious, you can't go to the line. You should know that the people here are all people with status in Shanghai."

A fat man of five or six hundred pounds slanted with his eyes and said disdainfully. Obviously, my outfit really couldn't catch his eye. If it weren't for Mao Xueshang behind him, the fat man would probably have clamored to drive him away.

I smiled and turned around and left. It would be better if I didn’t come to this place! A group of people with identities were actually fooled by monkeys, and they were still lined up to take turns to be slaughtered. I really don’t know if it’s sad or lamentable!

"We don't see the abbot?" Xiao Yang asked curiously.

"Why did he do, you have more money! Didn't you see that there are all people with identities?" I smiled angrily.

"This is also called having an identity, it's just a group of nouveau riche. Even this young master doesn't know him!" Mao Xueshang said angrily.

I smiled, Mao Xueshang was indeed qualified to say this again. These people may have a unique position in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of the top Chinese families, it is simply the difference between ant and an elephant.

After walking along the path of Putuo Temple and the back mountain dormitory area for nearly ten minutes, we had already arrived at the back mountain exit of Putuo Temple. There were luxury cars here, with young people wearing monk's clothes and some women wearing lay Buddhist uniforms, talking and laughing in and out.

"Damn it! I always read the news and say that monks drive luxury cars and pick up girls. I thought they were fake monks, but I didn't expect that this was really the case!" Xiao Yang murmured in surprise.

"What are you doing?"

As he was walking, more than a dozen security guards ran from the front and asked fiercely.

Mao Xueshang was immediately angry and wanted to burst out. He was the young master of the Mao family, and it was when it was the turn of these little security guards to come and point fingers at him.

However, Mao Xueshang did not chew on it. It was not that he didn't want to. The moment he was about to speak, I put my hand directly on his shoulder, and the spiritual power was circulating, directly sealing his mute hole.

"I heard that we are recruiting workers here. We are here to apply for the job," I said with a smile.

The leader of the security captain was twenty-five or six years old, and his tattoo was embroidered on his body. Even if he wore this security uniform, he still had a blue claw spreading out from his neck. He looked like a gangster on the street. Even his hat was skewed and he had a work card hanging around his neck. The name was Liu Laoliu!

There are not many strange names nowadays!

"How do you know what we are recruiting here? We are just recruiting internally. Who is your recommended person?" Liu Laoliu asked casually with his waist in his waist.

"I am the monk here. I will bring them here to sign up." I said with a faint smile.

Liu Laoliu did not expect that the guy in front of him, who was less than 300 yuan, was actually a monk. His eyes flashed. It was obvious that he didn't believe it at all in his heart.

"I'm still at work, right in the Main Hall in front of me. I'm responsible for drawing lots and unblocking." I pointed to the direction I came.

"You monks make more money than us!" Liu Laoliu sighed.

I smiled and didn't say anything. The so-called too much will lead to mistakes. To deal with such gangsters, too much will cause suspicion.

"You go further and beside our duty room. There is a recruitment office, hurry up! By the way, remember not to go around!" Liu Laoliu gave in without any doubt.

I smiled, but I didn't expect there were actually recruiting people. This was a mistake.

The recruitment office is located next to the guard room. To enter, you must first pass the guard room. With Liu Laoliu, the Shangfang sword, there is no trouble when passing through the guard room. The registration office also successfully registered.

What surprised me again was that the registration procedures were extremely simple. I almost just copied it with my ID card. It was over!

The registered girl was wearing a lay Buddhist uniform, about twenty years old, with thick makeup on her face. She looked lazy: "You go and collect your clothes from behind, and someone will give you the house number. The probation period is three months, and you can't get out within these three months."

After registering, when I walked to the back, someone sent two sets of novice monks' clothes. Mao Xueshang and Xiao Yang were also excited. The two guys seemed to be having a very exciting extreme exercise.

After separating from Mao Xueshang and Xiao Yang, I returned the same way. As for these two, I probably couldn't feel more relaxed.

Leaving the crowd's sight, you suddenly increased your speed and headed towards the location of the abbot. I was really curious about who the abbot of Putuo Temple is. This time, if you want to completely solve the mystery of Putuo Temple, the most direct way is to start with this abbot, and I will naturally not miss it.

The abbot's three-story loft looks very quiet from the outside, like a very ordinary house. If I hadn't been in contact with it before and once, I would never have thought that this was where the abbot lived.

There were only a few rises and falls from behind this attic. I had already reached the roof. I hung the eaves with my feet, and I could just see the situation inside.

The abbot's appearance was not real, he could only see a short, standard flat-headed hair and the size of a fist. He thought he was expensive Buddhist beads. In front of him was the fat man.

"Abbot, the thing you gave me last time really works. I wonder if there is any?" The fat man asked carefully with a red face.

"Donor Cheng, this thing is me. How can I say that it is transformed by using innate spiritual power? If you still want it, I am preparing a copy for Donor Cheng at this time next year."

The abbot's tone was hoarse and it was difficult to sit properly, but it always gave me a very evil feeling.

Although I don’t have much favoritism in Buddhism, it is a Buddhist holy land after all. Monks can fake it, but Buddha statues will not fake it.

The older generation once said that when walking at night, you would rather sleep on the grave than enter the ruined temple. This is because the ruined temple has no protection from the gods and has long become a place for parasitic souls and ghosts. If you are ruined temples, you are looking for death.

There is another situation, that is, the temples in the cemetery are generally used to suppress evil spirits. The locations are also built in the most evil places. Living people will naturally easily encounter evil when they enter late at night.

Putuo Temple is a place with a lot of incense. The popularity here is very strong and ghosts dare not enter, but evil spirits appear on the old monk, which makes it extremely strange.

If it is said that there is no Buddha in the temple, then the Buddha likes to visit the temple where the incense is soaring. It is not any incense. Who would like that thing that is smoky and smoky? What the Buddha likes is the power of the faith. To put it simply, it is the power of the faith of all living beings. Therefore, where the incense is strong, it is more effective.

This abbot has no slight power, nor any spiritual power fluctuations. It is obvious that he is just an ordinary old man.

I sighed and disappeared again towards the Main Hall in front of me.

The sacrifice to the side hall that I passed by first was no different, and the incense was also very bleak. This made me curious. These pilgrims came to worship Buddha, so why did there only a few incense sticks in this side hall!

Following the crowd of pilgrims, I walked down. The Main Hall was not the Buddha of the Three Ages or the Tathagata, but the Temple of the Butian Niangniang!

But I saw smoke and pilgrims coming in endlessly, and they all seemed very pious.

I originally thought that the worship of Nuwa is the Queen here. But when I looked up, this was a Buddha statue that I had never seen before. A charming woman, although she looked solemn and sat upright on a lotus! But those eyes looked very small, giving people a feeling of evil.

This is not Nuwa. Besides, even the people worshipping Nuwa in the Monk Temple is quite weird. In addition, this Buddha statue is definitely not Nuwa.

Nuwa is the founding ancestor in China, and is a Taoist sect, who is in charge of Buddhist affairs. I can be sure that this is definitely not Nuwa. Then there is only one explanation, that is, the great immortal in the Northeast!

The Monk Temple worships great immortals! Although this temple has been cultivated with great Buddhist principles, it has been ruined before it exists, so the evil aura on the abbot is very easy to understand.
Chapter completed!