I feed on gods.

Chapter 15 Painting the Wall Chanting
"I can live!"

The old aunt let out a sigh of relief.

"What sutra are you reciting?"

The middle-aged man with short hair forced his way through the crowd and came to Lin Baici.

"Teach us?"

Those tourists who had sparks between their eyebrows became more and more anxious one by one.

"When the door of this hall was opened just now, didn't there be a chanting sound? That's what I asked her to read!"

Lin Baici informed everyone.

"I see!"

The tourists suddenly realized.

"You actually remembered it all?"

Hua Yueyu was shocked, what kind of fairy memory is this?

Is it too powerful?

"People with sparks between their eyebrows, don't be dazed, hurry up and kneel in front of the Buddha, and chant sutras with this handsome guy!"

The middle-aged man with short hair takes the lead.

Judging from the current situation, everyone depends on this student if they want to survive, but no one can restrain him whether he helps others or not.

When the unlucky ones heard this, they immediately went to kneel in front of the Buddha, and then looked anxiously at Lin Baici.

"Listen……"

It doesn't matter to Lin Baici, anyway, it's just a matter of reading it again.

Everyone stumbled and stumbled, it was like someone who had never learned English suddenly heard the teacher read a short article in English, and had to follow along...

It's so hard.

Even if Lin Baici stopped every sentence, some people still couldn't keep up, and many people's pronunciation was not standard.

After hearing a few words, the Dark Buddha frowned,
Is this chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha?

This is clearly a buzzing of flies, and it simply tarnishes this passage.

So boom!boom!boom!
These unlucky ones were ignited by the spark between their eyebrows, and quickly burned into charcoal.

At this time, there were more than 100 corpses lying in the hall.
very scary.

"Why were they killed again?"

Zhang Ju hugged her daughter tightly, not understanding at all.

"It should be that the reading is not accurate!"

Sima Muxin said, if I heard this kind of chanting, I would also want to hit someone.

The short-haired middle-aged man listened carefully to a few words, but found that he couldn't understand and couldn't remember them. This made him a little puzzled, how did that beautiful girl do it?
Because no matter how the other party looked at it, he didn't look like a god of learning.

The eyes of the middle-aged man with short hair fell on the futon that Jin Yingzhen was holding.

Is it related to this thing?
"Go forward!"

"bow down!"

"Worship Buddha!"

The Dark Buddha urged, still snorted, and spewed out sparks.

It's the fourth batch.

Swish!
Everyone looked at Lin Baici.

Lin Baici didn't take the initiative to go, but this time, the sparks from the Buddha floated in front of his eyebrows, and Hua Yueyu didn't hide.

"You kneel on the futon and chant scriptures after me!"

Lin Baici asked the hostess to take the vanilla futon and get ready quickly.

In order to hear more clearly, the tourists wanted to get closer to Lin Baici, so some people pushed and abused, and even started fighting.

Hua Yueyu was flustered, worried that she would not be able to remember, but soon realized that she was worrying too much.

She could memorize Lin Baici's strange pronunciation after listening to it once.

"Am I so smart?"

Hua Yueyu was surprised.

"Don't be distracted!"

Lin Baici warned.

Hua Yueyu immediately straightened her back and tried her best to pronounce every word as standard. She didn't wake up until Lin Baici's voice stopped, and she finished reading.

Then she looked up at the Buddha, waiting for the verdict.

"Both of you, step back!"

When Hua Yueyu heard this sentence, she excitedly waved her small fist.

Great!
"Bai Ci, thank you!"

Hua Yueyu had tears in her eyes,
Thigh brother, thank you for taking me to fly!

The other 60 tourists with sparks between their eyebrows panicked. The Dark Buddha didn't mention them, obviously dissatisfied.

"Handsome, help us!"

Before they could ask for help, the spark set them ablaze.

Another casualty!
The smell of burning is wafting.

"It really has something to do with that futon!"

The middle-aged man with short hair ignored those who were burned, and rushed to Lin Baici in a few strides.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Hong, the boss of Hongji Real Estate. I'll give you 1000 million. When it's my turn to worship Buddha later, can you lend me this futon?"

Middle-aged people cut to the chase.

In fact, there are more than a dozen tourists who have also noticed the vanilla futon and wanted to borrow it, but the name Jiang Hong, who still has 1000 million, directly stunned them.

When the middle-aged man said this, he was very confident.

Hongji Real Estate is the leading enterprise in Guangqing City, and Jiang Hong himself is the richest man in the city, with a great reputation, who wouldn't give him face?
1000 million, smashing that boy down, right?
However, this money cannot be given in cash. It will be the most cost-effective to use two houses and pay him at the market price.

Jiang Hong felt that the other party would definitely agree.

"1000?"

Lin Baici looked at the middle-aged man.

So this is the unscrupulous businessman that my uncle talked about?

"Since you have money, why don't you build your company's unfinished building?"

For the sake of their son's marriage, my uncle's family bought a house in Hongji Real Estate seven years ago, and planned to use it as a wedding house, but it was dragged down until now, which is still an unfinished building with no roof.

I heard that many people can't live in new houses, and they have to repay their mortgages every month, and they are miserable.

Jiang Hong didn't feel embarrassed at all, and pointed out Lin Baici with an elder attitude: "You don't understand business matters!"

"Bai Ci, I can come up with 200 million in cash, you must help me?"

The old aunt Xu Xiu is sincere and wants to use this money to buy her life. Now she is afraid that she will be in the same group as Jiang Hong.

"I'll give money too, 100 million, can I take a spot first?"

"I don't have that much cash, but I have a villa, and I'll transfer the title to you when I get out!"

"I'll give you half of my cannery's annual profit!"

Some rich people began to bid, trying their best to impress Lin Baici, and wanted him to help them first, but most of them were still poor and kept silent.

A salary of three or four thousand a month makes them not even eligible to compete.

"Aunt Xu, don't panic, you can help me if you can!"

Lin Baici comforted him.

"Go forward!"

"bow down!"

"Worship Buddha!"

The Dark Buddha yawned. This time, the sparks he spewed out were huge, covering more than 200 people directly.

The little girl and her mother Zhang Ju, the old aunt, Jiang Hong, and Miss Li all had sparks between their eyebrows.

"Fuck OO!"

Jiang Hong cursed, laughed with him, and continued to persuade Lin Baici: "Little brother, help me, I will remember this favor forever!"

"Brother Hungry God!"

Seeing Lin Baici looking at her, the little girl waved her little hand.

"Handsome guy, can you save my daughter?"

Zhang Ju cried.

"Baici!"

The old aunt was trembling.

Miss Li didn't speak, but she looked at Lin Baici with pleading eyes, who wouldn't want to live if there was a glimmer of hope?

Hua Yueyu and Sister Li are good best friends, out of love and reason, she hopes that Lin Baici will help Sister Li, but the little girl is only over three years old, and she has never tasted the taste of the blooming season.

Lin Baici is just a student who just graduated from high school. He should have had a happy summer vacation, then go to college, find a girlfriend, and enjoy his youth, but now he has to choose who to help live.

Those who are not selected will surely die.

Lin Baici hated this choice.

call!
Lin Baici breathed out a turbid breath, and looked at the dark Buddha sitting high on the altar overlooking all living beings: "Can I chant scriptures and pay homage to Buddha instead of these tourists?"

"Oppa!"

Jin Yingzhen was taken aback and wanted to persuade him not to be impulsive, but she gave up after seeing Lin Baici's eyes.

This……

Probably a hero?
"Brother Lin, do you want to die?"

Sima Mu was in a hurry, there was no need to take risks for these people.

"Saving one is also saving, saving a group is also saving, there is no difference!"

Lin Baici waited for the Buddha to reply.

"can!"

The Great Dark Buddha showed a wicked smile, and with his left hand, he pointed to the devout men and women on the mural: "As long as you can chant scriptures with them and complete a Buddha ceremony, I can forgive the disrespect of these ants!"

"it is good!"

Lin Baici agreed, isn't it just chanting scriptures.

No matter how long it is, it is not a problem if there are overheard and vanilla futons.

"Don't worry, listen to me, if you stop in the middle of chanting, you will die!"

The Dark Buddha chuckled.

When everyone heard this, they gasped.

"Brother Lin, don't take any risks!"

Sima Mu urged: "Save someone you want, just do your best!"

The dark Buddha looked down at Lin Baici with great interest: "Then, do you still want to chant scriptures for them?"

"let's start!"

Lin Baici sat cross-legged on the futon, concentrating on it.

"Don't talk, who said I beat him to death!"

Jiang Hong roared: "If you want to fart, hold it back!"

It is a matter of life and death, Jiang Hong cannot afford to make mistakes.

when!when!when!
After three crisp bells and chimes, the devout men and women on the mural began to chant sutras.

After hearing a few words, the tourists' faces changed completely.

It sounds great, but isn't it too difficult?

It's like listening to a bible.

Who remembers this?

They looked at Lin Baici, with despair in their hearts.

To be finished!

Drenched in the rain of the Dharma together in the Sanskrit sound array, and basked in the grace of the Buddha together under the sound of chanting.

Lin Baici did what others thought was impossible. Although he didn't know what the scripture meant, he followed the believers and read it out with precise pronunciation.

"It works!"

The tourists were excited.

Hua Yueyu and Jin Yingzhen were still worried, because the chanting sound was getting faster and faster, as if they were about to spit out thousands of words in one breath.

Fortunately, Lin Baici was still able to keep up.

For a full 15 minutes, Lin Baici's lips were numb, and he finally waited until the chanting ended.

The moment he stopped, every visitor's face was full of excitement and joy for the rest of his life.

With such a perfect chanting, the big Buddha shouldn't be able to find any faults, right?
By the way, this guy's memory is too good, right?

"genius!"

Jin Yingzhen looked at Lin Baici with amazement.

She used the vanilla futon just now, which is a taboo thing, and it is very reminiscent, but people may remember it, but they may not be able to tell it.

Futon does not have the ability to automatically correct mispronunciation.

Therefore, Lin Baici's language expression and imitation ability are very strong, and you must know that this is still under the huge pressure of death if you fail.

Lin Baici did it!

This ability to resist pressure is simply ridiculous.

"Is it alright?"

Lin Baici asked with a smile, rubbing his lips with the back of his hand.

In order to improve his English listening ability, he began to recite a short essay aloud every morning from the first year of high school. Over time, he developed his eloquence.

(End of this chapter)