Xuanxia

Chapter 612 The True Buddha Is Not in the Temple
"Are you... the legendary Jidian Living Buddha?"

The question asked by Fatuo surprised everyone present.

So this crazy and weird monk is actually very famous?
But if it's really famous, why hasn't anyone heard of it?
Nonsense, of course I haven't heard of it, there is no legend of Jigong in this world...

But after today, maybe there will be one.

"Oh?"

Fu Qingzhou slowly turned his head and looked at Fatuo, grinning and said, "I am not a living Buddha. I am just a wandering monk who travels around the mountains and rivers."

"The Living Buddha is being modest."

Fatuo said softly, "Although your deeds are not in the Buddhist scriptures, they exist in people's hearts...More than a hundred years ago, it was heard that a son of a noble family suddenly became a monk on his wedding day and took the Buddhist name Daoji. He was never seen again. More than a year later, a crazy monk suddenly appeared in the market. Wherever he went, he fought against injustice and saved those who needed help. People all called him Jigong."

"Jigong does not follow the rules of the Pure Land, and his clothes are not meant to cover his body, but his magical powers are profound, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He does not get involved in the disputes in the martial arts world, and only plays around in the human world."

After that, he smiled at Fu Qingzhou and said, "You look and feel just like this Jidian Living Buddha, don't you?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows, but his smile became even more mysterious: "Don't talk nonsense, the person you are talking about is from more than a hundred years ago, how could it be me?"

Although he denied it, it seemed more like he was being humble, and everyone's eyes suddenly became more awed.

"...Anyway, you saved people."

Fatuo made an inviting gesture: "Would it be convenient for you to come into the tent and have a chat?"

Fu Qingzhou grinned and glanced at the refugees present.

At this moment, they were all looking at him with awe and curiosity.

Not only them, but also the monks behind Fatuo, looked at him with great curiosity and respect.

Fatuo had explained before that these monks... were all true believers of the Buddha of a Hundred Evils.

They all have one thing in common - they are not very smart.

Yuanzhao preached for several months and naturally accepted some true believers. Some of them actually became monks. Later, after a round of brainwashing, they also became the monks of disaster.

Even though they knew they were deceiving people, they were willing to believe that it was a "white lie" and that they were saving people. They were not aware that Huijue and Yuanzhao were spreading the epidemic.

Perhaps one or two of them know the truth, but they are only a minority after all.

So... there is something to Fatu's idea.

A mysterious and powerful monk saved people and became even more powerful under the guise of the monks in distress...

Both the refugees and the other monks began to believe that the man before them was the real "Living Buddha".

"There is no need to discuss this in the tent."

Fu Qingzhou grinned: "There are so many patients here, why don't you treat them?"

Fatuo clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "It's not that it can't be cured, but it's beyond our ability. It will take time."

"Oh?"

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "How did you cure it?"

Fatuo smiled and said, "I, the Buddha, feel the sufferings of the world and shed tears that become dew. We will mix the dew into rice porridge and give it to the people. After seven days, the diseases will be cured."

"That's it."

Fu Qingzhou stroked his chin, fanned himself, and said with a happy smile: "Okay, I'll stay here for a few days too, and I'll help you treat people when I'm free, how about that?"

Fatuo was "startled" and a "flash of panic" appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, Liang Guangchang and Ning Wushu's eyes lit up at the same time outside the camp.

"This Fatuo, apart from anything else, his acting skills are really good!"

Liang Guangchang exclaimed: "Even from such a distance, I can feel his panic."

"But he seems to have hidden it well." Ning Wushu nodded slightly: "What a pity, if he hadn't committed so many crimes, he would be a talented person... But now, Qingzhou will definitely not tolerate him."

"Well, he can be sent to the frontier army." Liang Guangchang stroked his beard and smiled, "General Ning, your northern frontier army occasionally needs some eloquent and quick-witted people, right? Let him make amends for his crime, isn't that feasible?"

Ning Wushu's eyes lit up: "What Doctor Liang said makes sense, I can consider it..."

On the other side, Fatuo perfectly acted out the dilemma.

He lowered his head, hesitated, and his eyes moved left and right.

"how?"

Fu Qingzhou walked towards him slowly, got close to him, and said with a playful smile: "You... don't have anything shameful to show to others, right?"

"The Living Buddha is joking."

Fatuo "forced" himself to regain his calm smile, clasped his hands together and said, "I am very happy that the Living Buddha is willing to stay here. From now on, I will ask the Living Buddha for more Buddhist teachings."

"Easy to say, easy to say~"

Fu Qingzhou laughed loudly, walked past Fado, passed through the group of monks, and strolled towards the most crowded area in the refugee camp.

His clothes were tattered and he looked extremely shabby, but he blended perfectly into the refugee camp.

Fatuo and the other monks looked at his back and ultimately did nothing more.

"Senior brother..."

A monk came close to Fatuo and asked in a low voice: "What should we do? Is he really a living Buddha?"

"It should be correct."

Fatuo's expression remained unchanged. He lowered his voice and spoke in a very serious tone: "You may not know that before... my master informed me that when I preach and do things, I will most likely meet this living Buddha."

"His power is unfathomable, and we must not confront him head-on... But as long as we have a clear conscience and do our best to save people, I believe this Living Buddha will not cause us any trouble."

He said softly, "Remember, be more covert during this period of time. But if he finds out and wants to ask for your help, don't confront him forcefully. Lead him to me and I will tell you."

The monks listened to him seriously and did not dare to be negligent, and nodded their heads in agreement.

On the other side, Fu Qingzhou had walked into the crowd.

The refugees were quite in awe of him and didn't dare to approach him directly. They all subconsciously made way for him.

"Oh, what's the matter? I don't eat people."

Fu Qingzhou sat down by a bonfire, put his hand around the neck of a young man who wanted to leave, and said with a smile, "Do you want to get your illness cured?"

The young man was also very ill. Half of his face was covered with dirty stones and one of his eyes could not see. He spoke with difficulty: "I think, I think."

"That's it."

Fu Qingzhou chuckled and slapped him in the face with his fan.

White smoke rose and the young man's eyes became blurred in an instant.

But before he completely passed out, the wine gourd was stuffed into his mouth. He took a sip without knowing it, and then fell down with a thud.

The refugees around had seen Fu Qingzhou rescue people just now, and they all gathered around curiously.

Soon, the young man frowned on the ground, groaned a few times, and then the dirty stones on his body melted into black water and evaporated!

"Really, really cured another one!"

The refugees around were all stunned, and then, joy gradually appeared on their faces.

"Master! Living Buddha!" ​​A smart man immediately rushed over and was about to kneel down to Fu Qingzhou.

But Fu Qingzhou smiled and waved his hand from a distance. A gust of wind and waves rose from the ground, stopping the man from kneeling.

"Don't kneel."

He raised his eyebrows, smiled and said leisurely: "Your life is in your own hands - remember this sentence, you will understand it soon."

(End of this chapter)