"Old man, are you okay?" Shen Luo ignored everyone else and helped the old man in plain clothes up.
"I'm fine, thank you for saving my life." The old man in plain clothes was still in shock. It took him a while to calm down and he hurriedly thanked Shen Luo.
The old man's family also ran over and thanked Shen Luo.
"It's just a piece of cake, you don't have to be polite, old man." Shen Luo waved his hand, then lifted it up with a little force to stabilize the carriage.
"Thank you very much for your help, sir. It was all my fault for driving the carriage in a hurry and almost causing a disaster." The middle-aged man driving the carriage hurried over and apologized to Shen Luo and the old man in plain clothes.
"Are you going to deliver goods to Jinshan Temple? Why are you in such a hurry?" Shen Luo did not scold this man. Such coachmen also have their sufferings.
"Yes, I was just about to deliver goods to Jinshan Temple. Jinshan Temple is going to hold the Golden Cicada Dharma Assembly today. Master Jiang Liu needs to use a banner tent to cover his whole body when he preaches, but the curtain in the temple was bitten by rats a few days ago, so he asked me to order one. It must be delivered before the Dharma Assembly, so I'm in a hurry. But now the axle is broken, and there is still a long way to Jinshan Temple. What should I do?" said the middle-aged driver with a bitter face.
"Use a treasure tent to cover your whole body while preaching?" Shen Luo was stunned when he heard this.
When ordinary monks hold a Dharma assembly, they face the believers directly to show that there is nothing to block or hinder them. However, Master Jiang Liu is different.
Lu Huaming also came over at this moment, and looked surprised when he heard this.
"The two of us are about to go to Jinshan Temple. If you are willing, why don't we send this treasure tent over for you?" Shen Luo said, turning his eyes.
"Really? But this treasure tent is very heavy. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the two heroes to lift it with their bare hands." The middle-aged coachman was happy at first, but then said worriedly.
"We are strong, it doesn't matter." Shen Luo said as he picked up the treasure tent from the ground.
He picked up the huge treasure tent as casually as turning a wick.
"You two heroes are really my saviors. I'll trouble you to hand over the treasure tent to Elder Zheshi of Guangfu Hall when we arrive at Jinshan Temple." The middle-aged driver was relieved and thanked them repeatedly.
Shen Luo nodded and headed towards Jinshan Temple with the treasure tent.
"Brother Shen, you helped that man deliver the treasure tent. Are you trying to test the bottom of Jinshan Temple? Why do you have to do this? Don't the monks of Jinshan Temple allow us to enter?" Lu Huaming said.
"It's always better to be careful." Shen Luo said.
With the strength of their legs, they passed the rest of the mountain road in a blink of an eye and soon arrived in front of Jinshan Temple.
Jinshan Temple was just an ordinary temple in the past, but with the emergence of the eminent monk Master Xuanzang, the nearby gentry and wealthy people donated countless wealth sincerely, and the imperial court allocated funds for several times to renovate the temple. Today, the Jinshan Temple has a towering gate, magnificent Buddhist halls, palaces stretching for miles, and several pagodas dozens of feet high. In terms of grandeur, it has surpassed several royal temples in Chang'an City.
"Jinshan Temple really lives up to its reputation." Shen Luo couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.
Hundreds of pilgrims gathered in front of Jinshan Temple, but the gate of the temple was closed at the moment, and all the pilgrims gathered outside the gate waiting.
However, these people seemed to be used to it and not dissatisfied. Some of them even lit incense and candles and recited prayers.