After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

The next day.

Zhu Jiangjiang was woken up by the sound of knocking wooden fish. When she opened her eyes, she found that in the entire incense hall, she was the only one still lying down, and everyone else sat up, including Pei Ji.

"Sanggong, why didn't you wake me up." She rubbed her eyes and got up.

Seeing the eight big and small masters who had woken up and meditated cross-legged, she said again: "Masters, you are all awake, how are you, are you okay?"

Seeing that Zhu Jiangjiang was awake, they stopped chanting sutras and knocking on the wooden fish, and opened their eyes to look at her.

Wuci started Amitabha again.

"Amitabha, thank the benefactor for saving me yesterday. However, the benefactor should go down the mountain earlier. I won't need the benefactor to worry about it."

When Zhu Jiangjiang heard this, he instantly sobered up. What did he mean by this?

Do you think she is meddling?

"Master Wuci, what do you mean? Could it be that you are waiting here to die on purpose? Why?"

Wouldn't it be good to live well?Why die?

"Don't ask the benefactor, please go down the mountain." Wuci still said the same thing, asking the two of them to go down the mountain and leave their affairs alone.

His attitude annoyed Zhu Jiangjiang.

She stood up and stepped forward angrily, wanting to make a move but didn't know where to start, so she could only pace back and forth in front of them angrily.

"Master Wuci, I don't know what happened to you, but I didn't save you to make you die again. Moreover, if you want to die, you ask other little masters, do they want to die?!"

After yesterday's rescue, Zhu Jiangjiang could clearly feel that some young monks still had a strong desire to survive.

They obviously didn't want to die, why did the old abbot insist on them dying.

"My Buddha is merciful. I have practiced so far, and I have no fear of life and death. The same is true for my disciples." Wu Ci still firmly believes that other masters think the same as him.

"You bald ass!"

Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't help but swear, why is this person so determined to go his own way.

"Master Abbot, you have practiced enough because you are old, but the other little masters are still young, why do you think their ideas are the same as yours?"

"Besides, you Buddha is merciful, so merciful that you can starve to death in front of the Buddha?"

She was so angry that she was merciless even when she teased the abbot.

Hearing this, Wu Ci raised his head to refute her, but he had nothing to say.

It is indeed inappropriate for them to do such a thing in front of the Buddha, but only in front of the Buddha can they have the courage and persistence.

"Female benefactor, please don't blame my senior brother, the senior brother has no other choice."

Just when the atmosphere at the scene was deadlocked, the master who seemed to be the second oldest spoke.

"Three years ago, the king at the foot of the mountain suffered a sudden misfortune, and Yulin Temple cut off the only incense guest. Without the incense guest in Yulin Temple, we couldn't survive, so the senior brother decided to take all the disciples in our temple down the mountain to find others. A Buddhist temple that can take us in, but..."

The master told the story of Yulin Temple.

It turns out that this Yulin Temple has something to do with Wang Yuanwai, and this Wang Yuanwai is the only incense visitor in Yulin Temple.

He suffered a sudden misfortune, and Yulin Temple followed suit.

Yulin Temple did not have the support of incense holders, and could not eat, so Wuci took all the temple disciples down the mountain to find another temple with strong incense.

But unfortunately, no temple seems willing to accept them.

After traveling abroad for three years, there were originally more than twenty disciples, but now there are only eight left.

"So, because no temple is willing to accept you, you chose to return to the old place and wait to die?!"

Hearing their experience, Zhu Jiangjiang didn't feel much sympathy for them, but felt that it was too outrageous.

"Because Wang Yuanwai is dead, and there are no more pilgrims in your temple, so you are looking for death? Let me go, since you have all embarked on the road of seeking death, why don't you try to farm your own land and be self-reliant!"

If according to their thinking, if no one gives them food and drink, they will go to court for death.

Then when she first transmigrated, wouldn't she also be going to die?

Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't accept this fact.

She kindly woke them up just to hear this infuriating outrageous story? !

The second senior brother said, "Female benefactor, we are all monks. Burning incense and chanting Buddha's name is what we should do. Disrespecting Buddha for a day is a disrespect to Buddha. After passing away, you will not be able to lead to bliss."

"What shit."

Zhu Jiangjiang cursed again in a low voice, "If you only want to lead to bliss after death, then your purpose is not pure, and you are talking about devotion to the Buddha."

"I suggest you, it's better to return to vulgarity as soon as possible."

The two teachers and fathers were speechless by Zhu Jiangjiang.

After a long time, Wu Ci seemed to have made a decision, and raised his head to ask Zhu Jiangjiang: "Female benefactor, if there are some disciples in my Yulin Temple who are willing to return to vulgarity, you may take them in to do some rough work and give them food? They are all incense burners abandoned here." The children in the temple are quite pitiful."

The child abandoned by the pilgrims?

Zhu Jiangjiang was slightly surprised, she glanced at those young masters, no wonder they listened to the abbot so much.

The abbot wanted to take them to die together, so they really didn't drink a sip of water, just sat here waiting to die.

"..." Now it was Zhu Jiangjiang's turn to be silent.

However, isn't it because they have no incense customers that they are going to seek their own death?

If she came here to burn incense, wouldn't they have another incense customer?

Zhu Jiangjiang walked up to the Buddha, picked up a few half-burned incense sticks, went to the pot where the fire was lit last night to keep warm, and lit the incense sticks with embers.

Several people had been watching her actions, and saw that she returned to the Buddha, knelt down, bowed solemnly three times, and then inserted the incense stick into the tripod.

After getting up, Zhu Jiangjiang took out a silver coin from his pocket and threw it to Abbot Wuci, "Take the incense money."

"This……"

"What's this and that, from now on, I will come to Yulin Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings every seven days. As the abbot of Yulin Temple, Master Wuci won't refuse to receive incense visitors?"

Zhu Jiangjiang did not give them a chance to refute, but put pressure on them in disguise.

After finishing speaking, she took Pei Ji away.

Wuci and the other seven little masters looked at the backs of the two leaving, looking at each other speechlessly.

However, no matter what, they will have to wait until seven days later. If Zhu Jiangjiang really comes to burn incense, they will definitely wait here, chanting scriptures and paying homage to the Buddha.

If she doesn't come, then they will make other plans.

Now, none of them expected that Zhu Jiangjiang would really come seven days later!

She not only came by herself, but also brought many pilgrims. With her help, Yulin Temple gradually restored its former bustle.

And what Zhu Jiangjiang didn't expect was that this small act of hers would become her life-saving straw in the future!