The Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Temple turned on her unique loudspeaker and asked the disciples who were listening to her sermon:
From the beginning of the founding of the Buddhist scripture learning team, how many generations have it been passed down from generation to generation?
After everyone was silent for a moment, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle was calculating one, two, three... With its unclear head.
Why! The old man is really useless, it sighed:
Counting from the time when the four masters and disciples of Monk Tang went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, it has probably been a hundred or ten generations, Bodhisattva! After the old turtle finished speaking, he coughed and wheezed.
Just after hearing the old turtle's answer, the Bodhisattva smiled slightly, and then asked again, who should be sent to be the Buddhist scripture collection team this time?
But after a while of questioning this time, there was still silence under the lotus throne.
The Bodhisattva on the lotus throne has been asking questions for a long time, but no one has responded. Her face darkened, but she didn't want to get angry.
After a while, the Bodhisattva suddenly had a sudden impulse. Feeling that something was wrong, he threw out his jade hand and pinched his fingers.
After a while, Guanyin Bodhisattva seemed to have everything clear to her. Only then did he put the smile on his face again...
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Since the mosquito bit the mouse, the mosquito was so grateful that he wanted to worship the mouse as his adoptive father. Rat vetoed it because he was afraid of becoming a third party in the adoptive father incident. But Mosquito says that having breasts is a good sign, so just call him a master! At this time, two major members have gathered on the way to obtain the scriptures...
Intention: to eliminate the four evils and reduce the four harms to be in harmony with human beings.