Daughter-in-law

Chapter 985 Enchanting
Watching Zhang Zhong finish his milk tea and the little guy finish his snacks, I clapped my hands and stood up.

Then tell everyone to start action.

Duanmu searched everywhere in the street early in the morning. After all, that guy is now Jishui's errand, this is his territory, and he is the one who cares most about that existence.

On this occasion today, I didn't let the old man come, but let that guy stay in the shop.

The old man is an owl-like character, he steps on thunder everywhere he goes, and it's a fucking thunder, so I really don't feel at ease letting him follow me, who knows what trouble he can cause.

And the last time that thing approached him, it was directly crushed by Mount Tai. I'm worried that the same thing will happen this time.

After all, the aura of the old man was more attractive to that thing, so regardless of the old man's objection, he had to keep him in the shop no matter what.

I pointed to the building on the opposite side of the street, and then said to Zhang Zhong and the little guy: "Where is the second floor, I rented it out, you two just look down from the top and stare over there."

Zhang Zhong nodded, and led the little guy towards the building.

I asked Xiaobai to guard the street and block the back path of that thing.

After doing all this, I stretched, then stood up and walked down the street.

Today's temple fair is crowded and lively.

When I was young, my favorite thing was going to temple fairs, but as I got older, I haven't been to such occasions for a long time.

Walking on the street now, there is actually a sense of nostalgia.

I bought some snacks at a roadside stall, and while eating and shopping, I felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

At this moment, the street in front became chaotic, and people cheered from time to time.

I looked up and saw two rows of monks wearing yellow cassocks walking towards the street. The monks looked solemn, with their hands clasped together, and they were all chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice.

The monks lined up on both sides, and a modified van drove slowly in the middle.

In addition to the position of the driver's cab, the van no longer has a door at the back, and an altar is placed on it.

The altar was covered with yellow cloth, and there was a transparent cover on it. Inside the cover was a tray with a round bead the size of a pigeon egg.

When the people around saw this scene, they quickly separated and stood on the road. They looked solemn and solemn, and bowed their heads to the relic of the eminent monk above. Some devout believers knelt on the ground and kowtowed in prayer.

I looked at the monks walking slowly, and I couldn't help but smile, for such a big scene, Zhang Zhong seems to have spent a lot of money.

But this is the guy's own pocket, not the shop's public account, which is not bad.

Someone knelt down, and more people followed suit.

I touched my nose and stood on the side of the road.

It is good to believe in something like this, and I am in favor of having faith, but I really hate believing in something, living in unrealistic existences like gods and Buddhas.

People's beliefs should be some kind of spirit, not this kind of virtualized and mythical things.

The reason why people who believe in gods and Buddhas are so pious is nothing more than one reason, that is, they want to achieve a certain purpose in their hearts or in reality by worshiping these gods and Buddhas.

For example, if you have done something wrong, you want to stop being guilty, and not sleep well because of the evil you have done.

Those who can't see hope in life want to make their lives better by praying to God and worshiping Buddha to let the gods bless them.

In fact, these things are really useless.

If you want to sleep soundly, you will naturally be safe if you don't do anything wrong.

If you want to live a better life, you have to work hard and struggle.

What's the use of praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas? The root cause is not with the gods and Buddhas, but with yourself.

People always like to say that their luck is bad, that they have bad luck, these are just excuses for not working hard enough, and then pin them on gods and Buddhas.

The modified van drove over slowly, and the people around either knelt down or prayed with their hands clasped together.

Of course I wouldn’t pray for anything, even if it was a real relic, I wouldn’t pay any respect, it’s just that there are no burned human tissues for some special reasons.

What's more, the relic on the car was not a real relic at all, it was just a glass ball.

The street was full of people kneeling and bowing their heads in prayer, so I stood out a bit. A few monks looked up at me, and we could see the displeasure on their faces.

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't pay attention to it at all. I said to myself that you were all hired by Lao Tzu's subordinates with money, so what the hell are you putting on in front of me.

Not to mention that you wine and meat monks still have fake relics. In the underworld, Ksitigarbha gave me a few punches. Do I want to tell you?
The car slowly came to the middle of the road amidst the crowd's kneeling and worshiping. Those monks piously placed the relics on the platform that had been set up earlier, and the surrounding believers surrounded them.

A greasy-faced monk stepped onto the stage and picked up the microphone.

It's hard for you to believe that a monk of this size is an eminent monk who eats fast and prays to Buddha.

But this is considered normal. Among the monks nowadays, there are a few of them who really understand Buddhism.

Now being a monk is a profession, even a business.

The so-called getting rid of suffering for all living beings is basically deceit, how can monks like greed, hatred and ignorance see through it a little bit.

The old monk came to the stage, cleared his throat, and then began to give a speech. Of course, the focus was to promote Buddhism and tell everyone the benefits of believing in Buddhism. At the same time, he did not forget to ask believers to donate more merit.

While talking, a monk placed the merit box in front of the relic.

Before the great monk finished speaking, people kept coming forward and putting their hard-earned money into the merit box.

They think that what they give is merit, but in the eyes of those monks, this is real money.

There is no shortage of liars in this world, and liars who put on religious beliefs are clever.

I looked up at the second floor across the street, and was a little surprised to find that Zhang Zhong wasn't standing on the balcony.

I frowned, feeling that something was wrong, because I had ordered Zhang Zhong to stand on the balcony and observe the people below. That guy obeyed my orders and didn't dare to obey my orders at all.

What's more, I was watching from below, and he didn't dare to be lazy.

Zhang Zhong was not there, and neither was the little guy. I frowned, looked around, and happened to find the door of the small shop downstairs in the distance. The little guy was holding an oversized ice cream and licking it proudly. with.

Feeling my gaze, the little guy also looked over.

Annoyed, I pointed upstairs, telling that guy to go up quickly to see what happened.

The little guy shrank his neck, held the ice cream in one hand, and ran towards the second floor.

On the second floor, in the room, Zhang Zhong sat on the ground with a dull face. A woman was sitting opposite him. The woman looked about thirty or forty, with a withered face and a bit haggard.

At this time, the woman stared at Zhang Zhong closely, her eyes shone with a strange light, like a wolf that had been hungry for a few days had caught prey that could fill her stomach.

With a greedy smile on her face, the woman walked towards Zhang Zhong.

When she came to Zhang Zhong, she stretched out her hand, grabbed Zhang Zhong's chin, lifted his head, then looked at Zhang Zhong, stuck out her tongue, and licked it.

"I didn't expect that there was an unexpected harvest at this temple fair today. You are actually a bad guy. The spiritual power in your body is strong enough. It's simply delicious."

The woman kept licking her lips as she spoke.

Zhang Zhong, who was sitting on the ground, stared straight at the woman, and now he kept scolding his mother in his heart.

I just came in for convenience, but as soon as I entered the room, I was controlled by this woman who suddenly appeared.

Now that Zhang Zhong already has the strength of a ghost king, it stands to reason that it is impossible to be restrained so easily.

But that woman hid in the room and came by surprise. Zhang Zhong never thought that this woman would ambush him, so he was controlled as soon as he came in.

Moreover, this weird woman seemed to be very good at mind control, so he took the lead, and Zhang Zhong was tricked.

She seized the opportunity this time, and it will take some time for Zhang Zhong to break free from her control.

But now, looking at this woman, she looks like a wolf that has been hungry for three days and is about to eat.

Zhang Zhong secretly groaned inwardly. If he had known earlier, he would not have let the little guy go down to buy ice cream. Could it be possible that he would end up here this time?
"I know what you are thinking, you are very powerful, I can only control you for a while, but you have no chance, because now I will swallow you."

The woman opened her mouth as she spoke.

"I advise you not to do this, because you will regret it."

Just then, a voice sounded at the door.

The woman looked back and saw a child holding an ice cream standing at the door, looking at him with a faint smile on his face.

That kid looked a little cute, especially now that he didn't forget to stick out his tongue to lick the ice cream on his hand, he looked full of childishness.

Although the little guy looked cute, when she saw the little guy, the woman's body tensed up suddenly, staring at the little guy.

Because she could feel that the child in front of her was dangerous.

The woman let out a strange cry, she didn't dare to stay at all, she swayed, and rushed towards the window, unexpectedly she wanted to escape immediately.

"Hmph, little evildoer!"

The little guy snorted coldly, then raised his other hand, and in an instant, streaks of red light shot out between his fingers.

(End of this chapter)