The Shaolin Temple of Mount Song had a history of thousands of years.
As the old saying goes, Buddha ferries the fated person.
In modern society.
Buddha is to save the fated and the rich.
Nowadays, Buddhist temples relied on incense money to make money faster than ordinary listed companies.
Most of the monks inside had also graduated from Buddhism and were hired through interviews.
The salary was superior, far exceeding that of white-collar workers in ordinary companies.
Other than the majority of people who treated monks as their job.
There was also a small group of people who were really cultivating Buddhism and Zen, cultivating their bodies.
It couldn't be treated as the same.
Early in the morning, Liu Yaoyao and the cameraman gathered at the television station and set off.
The two of them booked business class tickets.
After spending more than half an hour, they arrived at the city closest to Mount Song.
Then, the television station had already arranged a car to send the two of them to the entrance of Mount Song.
He looked at the cold scene at the entrance.
Both of them were surprised.
One had to know that in the past, the tourists here were bustling and endless.
It was one of the sects with the most tourist traffic in the country.
Never had there been such a deserted situation.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he understood the problem.
Everyone prayed to God and Buddha because they had something in their hearts.
In the past, no one could convince anyone whether gods and Buddhas existed or not.
And now, a True Immortal had appeared on Wudang Mountain!
This was something that everyone could see.
Therefore, a large number of devotees gathered and headed to the Wudang Sect.
Even if he didn't want to become a Daoist priest, he had to burn incense to seek peace of mind.
As a result, Mount Song's Shaolin Temple, which usually had the most tourists, became very deserted.
At the foot of the mountain, only a few shop owners selling incense were left.
Other than that, there were very few people.
"Sister Liu, the popularity is all in Wudang now. There's no one watching us when we come to Shaolin.”
The photographer adjusted the equipment and was slightly dissatisfied.
She was tired for two days and was not given any rest.
They really treated them like livestock.
He still had to carry the equipment and run along, which was much more tiring than the reporters and hosts.
"There's no other way. The Station Head revealed that Wudang won't let us shoot anymore…We can only choose something else.”
Liu Yaoyao shrugged.
The National Security Bureau only allowed that one shot.
Other than that, no second filming was allowed.
At this time, there were at least fifty to sixty media outlets that wanted to interview Wudang.
However, all of them were suppressed by the National Security Bureau. None of them could succeed.
Star TV Station naturally couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
Taking advantage of the high attention the television station and Liu Yaoyao received, they launched the second episode of the series.
Shaolin's Immortal Search!
"Let's go. We'll take the cable car up.”
Liu Yaoyao led the photographer to the entrance and took the cable car up the mountain.
Mount Song was about 1,500 meters above sea level.
The Shaolin Temple was at least 1,000 meters away.
There were three ways to climb the mountain.
One was a cable car that went directly to the entrance of Shaolin Temple. It was the fastest and most effortless.
The other way was to drive directly up the paved cement road. The road was winding and time-consuming.
The last method was to step on the stone stairs. It took the longest time and was the most tiring.
Unless it was some sports expert, no one would choose to work themselves out in such a way.
Ten minutes later, the cable car arrived.
They stopped at the drop-off point more than 50 meters away from the entrance of Shaolin Temple.
Liu Yaoyao and the cameraman got off the cable car. As soon as they stood still, they saw a row of monks standing in front of them.
The monk in the lead was wearing a golden silk kasaya. He clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist proclamation.
"Amitabha. Are you Almsgiver Liu?”
"It's me."
Liu Yaoyao took a step closer and nodded politely.
"This Penniless Monk is the abbot of the Shaolin Temple. His Dharma name is Wu Xu. Almsgiver Yu has already informed us of the situation.”
Wu Xu presided over it with a warm attitude.
If it were any other small reporter, they probably wouldn't have received such treatment.
However, Liu Yaoyao was now as popular as the sun.
Therefore, the reporters who learned that they had met an immortal on Mount Wudang and brought great opportunities to the Wudang Sect came to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.
The host could not sit still anymore. He immediately brought a few disciples to the cable car to wait and welcome them.
"Please follow me."
Wu Xu abbot turned around and gave up his seat.
Liu Yaoyao and the photographer calmed down and followed.
……
At this moment, at the foot of Mount Song.
A child in thin linen clothes appeared at the entrance and slowly walked up the stairs.
"Hey, child, why are you alone?”
In the incense shop, a middle-aged woman who was doing nothing shouted at them.
It was winter, and the cold wind was biting cold.
There was still some snow on the stairs on the mountain.
A normal person would want nothing more than to wrap themselves in a quilt and get out of bed.
This child was dressed in linen clothes and was extremely thin.
On such a day, he would probably freeze to death.
After the auntie muttered, she searched the shop for a while and took out an old down jacket before leaving the shop.
"Child, why are you wearing so little? Don't get frozen.”
After she got close, she nagged for a while. She was very warm-hearted.
However…
The little monk looked at her calmly.
Then, he put his hands together.
"Thank you for your kindness, but…"
"I'm going forward, why should I be afraid of the cold?"
With that, he took a step forward and landed on the stone stairs.
Instantly, the ice and snow beneath his feet melted!
A warm wind burst out from the little monk's body.
A thick warmth was felt at the foot of the mountain in the cold winter.
It was a brand new world!
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