Chapter 787

However, when Mo Wu turned to Merton for help, the rumors about master Naro's skill of bringing back the dead in Chang'an City became more and more intense.

"The body is folded in two and moves freely."

"Swallow arsenic and be calm."

"Drown for a moment and never die."

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In full view of the public, master Naro staged incredible achievements, which caused a sensation in Chang'an city.

Sima Qian once said that his wife was greedy for life and death, especially for ordinary people. However, after master Naro performed a technique of bringing the dead back to life, Chang'an citizens naturally flocked to it. For a moment, the reputation of Buddhism and believers in Chang'an City soared, and the original low reputation soared again.

In the pan restaurant, the usual seats full of friends are now empty.

"Business is so bad that I don't go out to solicit customers!" shopkeeper pan shouted angrily at his lazy nephew.

The nephew of the pan family was dissatisfied and said, "uncle, now everyone goes to see Master naruo. It's time to believe in Buddhism. It's said that many people are vegetarian. Where can they come to the restaurant for wine?"

"Then let the back kitchen cook vegetarian dishes! Everyone says we have vegetarian seats here. Be sure to bring the guests to me!" shopkeeper pan shouted.

The nephew of the pan family was stunned. Unexpectedly, shopkeeper pan could think of this move, so he had to go out to solicit customers.

Sure enough, this move worked well. After a while, the whole pan restaurant was full.

"It's just that I want to worship the Buddha. It's better to eat a vegetarian banquet." a strong man picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of vegetable and ate it with relish.

Pan's nephew was stunned. He remembered that he had no meat before.

"It's not good to eat too many vegetarians. Doctors have advocated eating more meat to cure night blindness." shopkeeper Pan said sour. The profit of vegetarian dishes is not as high as that of meat dishes. If everyone is vegetarian, what money does his restaurant make.

The strong man couldn't help but look at the vegetarian table in front of him. The doctors now have high credibility. In particular, eating more meat can cure night blindness, which has long been recognized by everyone. However, master Naro had the art of bringing the dead back to life. For a moment, the strong man fell into a tangle.

"It's important to worship the Buddha now. You'd better eat the vegetarian banquet first!" in the end, the idea of greed for life and death prevailed. Night blindness can't kill people, and the art of reviving the dead is equivalent to an extra life. Naturally, it's more important. All diners made the same choice.

"Where's shopkeeper pan? This is a new special issue!" a newsboy pushed the door in and put 20 special issues on the counter.

"Mohist has a special issue again?" shopkeeper pan moved in his heart. During this period, the special issues of Confucianism and Mohist have been constantly. What each special issue reports are important contents. At present, he can't wait to pick it up and read it.

"It's Ink magazine again. I'm annoyed when I hear about Mohism. Which issue in recent years is not Ink magazine attacking Buddhism? I won't read Ink magazine again in the future. Shopkeeper pan, don't order any more." the strong man angrily said.

However, shopkeeper pan did not answer, but looked at the contents of the special issue with a shocked face.

"What, the so-called art of bringing the dead back to life is fake, but Tianzhu secret yoga!" shopkeeper pan was shocked.

"Yoga!"

"The art of bringing the dead back to life is false!"

There was an uproar.

"It's impossible. The Mohists must be slandering master Nara. We saw master Nara come back from the dead with our own eyes." the strong man couldn't believe it.

Shopkeeper pan shook his head and said, "no, this time it's not Mohism, but a doctor! In addition, he specially interviewed Tianzhu Hu merchants in western city. They have heard of yoga and have seen ascetic monks with distorted heads and folded bodies."

"What about going into the water and not dying? If ordinary people had drowned long ago," the strong man argued.

Shopkeeper pan shook his head and said, "closing the water can be practiced. Although some old coastal fishermen can't reach so long for a moment, they are almost the same."

"How do you explain that you take poison orally and don't die?" the strong man resisted stubbornly.

Shopkeeper pan shook his head and sighed: "Ink magazine also said that taking poison is one of the cultivation methods of Tianzhu ascetic monks. Take a small dose first, and it will become more and more safe. This is what doctors call drug resistance."

"How could this happen?" the strong man couldn't believe it. He grabbed the ink magazine and read it. Although he believed master Naro, there was sufficient evidence for every article in the ink magazine.

"I'll kill this demon monk and see if he can come back from the dead!" the strong man roared and left angrily, and other diners left with the same momentum.

Shopkeeper pan looked at the empty restaurant again, but there was no previous sadness, but showed a knowing smile. He turned to his nephew and said, "prepare more meat tomorrow. Tomorrow's business must be very good."

"Where is the demon monk?"

Chang'an citizens who also saw the news of Ink magazine took to the streets of Chang'an angrily. They can eat vegetarian food and worship Buddha, or offer incense money, but they can't accept being cheated by an exotic monk. Especially when the Tang Dynasty is more powerful, the people are very proud. How can they tolerate being played by an alien people.

"Liar, you demon monk, should openly deceive the world!" the people rushed to the street and found master Naro, who was still dressed as an ascetic monk.

"Bold, are you not afraid of the punishment of the Buddha if you dare to collide with the divine monk like this?" the master of Qinghai horse had already incarnated as a follower of master Nara, and shouted angrily when he saw the momentum of the people.

"What kind of monk? He's just a liar." the strong man rushed forward and scolded angrily.

"You have seen everything with your own eyes. How can I deceive you?" master Naro argued.

The strong man snorted coldly, "What immortal skill is just Tianzhu's Yoga secret skill. You are fooled by a demon monk."

"Yoga!" when master Nara heard this word, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that someone in the Tang Dynasty should understand the extremely secret Tianzhu's secret art.

"Kill this demon monk and see if he can really bring back the dead!" the strong man roared and waved his fist forward.

Others also rushed away, drowning master Naro.

"Tianzhu secret yoga!"

The owner of Qinghai horse couldn't help staying there. Looking at master Naro who had been silent in the crowd, he had a hunch that master Naro was really going to die this time.

Soon, the ambulance and the county magistrate arrived again. It happened that this time, Mo Wu and Constable Cao led the team.

This time, Mo Wu was not so careless, but directly came forward to check master Naro's heartbeat, blood and pupils. After the final confirmation, he got up.

"This time is really dead!" Mo nodded.

"There is really no way to bring the dead back to life!" Constable Cao was disappointed.

"If you really have this technique, why do you want Mo hospital?" Mo Wu shook his head and smiled, solemnly got up and signed his name on the death notice.

"My Lord, what should I do?" a constable asked carefully for instructions pointing to a group of people with other crimes.

Constable Cao said unhappily, "what should I do? This is a foreign demon monk who deceives the world. The people should be rewarded for punishing traitors and eliminating evil. Hurry to carry the demon monk to Yizhuang."

It's a big deal to die in Chang'an City, but it's a swaggering alien. I'm afraid no one will ask more. It's his own death.

However, this time, master Naro's death has a lot to do with Mo hospital. He can't put his body in the morgue of Mo hospital, which makes Mo Wu regret. He is still looking forward to the body structure of foreign monks?

"Thank you, my Lord!"

The strong man and others were overjoyed and left quickly.

Soon the whole streets of Chang'an City returned to calm again. However, with the revelation of master Naro's scam, the reputation of Buddhism was almost ruined in the streets of Chang'an city.

In Da Ci'en Temple, all the monks were beaming with joy before they knew it.

"Abbot is really brilliant. Once master naruo comes out, our Buddhist reputation must be so high." a group of monks complimented.

With master Nara preaching the art of bringing the dead back to life in Chang'an City, the reputation of Buddhism has increased greatly. More and more pilgrims in daci'en temple are the best evidence. According to this trend, it will not be long before dacien temple will return to its former prosperity.

"This is the blessing of the Buddha!" the abbot of Tongren couldn't help showing a proud smile and couldn't help being proud of his own strategy.

"Abbot, no, master Naro is dead!" a little Shami in charge of asking for information hurriedly ran in.

"Dead! Doesn't master Naro know how to bring the dead back to life?" the abbot of his colleagues froze on his face and asked in a hurry.

The little monk was wronged and said, "that monk is a liar. Where is the art of bringing the dead back to life, but Tianzhu's Secret Art yoga, which has been reported in the ink journal."

The abbot of Tongren was dizzy. This time, he could not steal the chicken and eat the rice. Once, he ruined the reputation of Buddhism. This time, I'm afraid even master farIn would not let him go.

"No, I have another card in Buddhism, which can certainly restore the reputation of Buddhism." suddenly a voice familiar to all the monks came.

"Abbot mercy!" all the monks were surprised. Now the Great Mercy Temple is in a state of crisis. Unexpectedly, abbot mercy went out of the closed place.

"Please also ask the abbot for advice to save dacien temple." my colleagues begged.

"Buddha bone relic!" abbot Ci'en said calmly.

"Yes, the relic son is the evidence of the perfection of the eminent monk's merit and virtue. When the relic of the Buddha bone is released, the natural believers are convinced."

The colleague's face was happy, and then he said bitterly, "but there is no Buddhist bone relic in my daci'en temple!"

Abbot Ci'en said calmly, "not before, but now. The crisis of Buddhism began because of our great Ci'en Temple. Naturally, it will be up to me to end. Yesterday is due to today's fruit, which is the will of heaven."

It's night! The abbot of mercy passed away, and the monks cremated him, leaving several Buddhist bones and relics.