My master is invincible

Chapter 1388 108 Buddhist disciples
Listening to her words, I was slightly taken aback, looked at her suspiciously, and asked her, "What do you mean?"

When she heard my question, she didn't know if she thought of something, or because she cried more and more sadly, and finally she just lay down by the door and started to cry.

This made my heart sink, and I felt that something had happened, and I didn't care about so much, I walked towards the lobby, and before I entered the door, I found that the aunt who was resting in the lobby was gone, and there was a faint cry from the second floor .

I frowned all of a sudden, Yan Jin must have had an accident!

After this thought flashed through my mind, I couldn't help speeding up a bit, and came to Yan Jin's room to look. I was stunned, but I saw a cold corpse lying on the bed, and the bright red blood flowed all over the floor, covering the original white room. A sea of ​​blood was dyed red.

My aunt was squatting next to the corpse, sobbing in a low voice, "What kind of crime did you do? The entire Yan family is gone, just like that, there is not a single one left."

I walked over slowly, first felt Tanyan Jin's pulse, then looked away from her eyes, and finally my eyes were attracted by a blood hole in her chest, if I guessed correctly, she used it Her own heart as a sacrifice!
I froze on the spot, unable to move for a long time. I just felt that my view of Yan Jin was completely subverted at this moment. She...she...she actually used her heart as a sacrifice. It takes a lot of courage to make such a decision. !

After being stunned for several minutes, I came back to my senses slightly, and asked my aunt with a trembling voice, "She..."

Before I could finish speaking, my aunt burst into tears and said, "Jiu, you must help her, don't let her die with regret."

I didn't speak, to be honest, before this happened, I just planned to deal with Yan Jin casually, but now...

Seeing that I didn't speak, my aunt asked me: "Jiu..."

I hummed and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

After saying this, I went straight over and looked at the time. There was still some time before the auspicious time, but at this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps coming from the door. I took a closer look and saw that the people who came were all Buddhist disciples. , After a rough count, the number of people should be more than one hundred.

This immediately reminded me of the 108 mages invited by my name, Yan Jin, who hurried over and made a gesture of blessing to the leading Buddhist disciple, and then took a closer look at the Buddhist disciple. He was about forty years old, with a Chinese face, Nine scars were branded on his head, and he wore a yellow cassock.

While I was looking at him, he was also looking at me, and a pair of deep eyes stayed on me all the time.

After touching for about ten seconds, he slowly stretched out his hand. What I didn't expect was that his hand was as white and tender as an onion, not at all like the hands that a person in his forties should have.

I extended my hand to give him a symbolic shake, and he said, "Benefactor, is your name Chen Jiu?"

I nodded, "This is Chen Jiu."

He said again: "Do you know the disciples of the Buddha among the Buddhist sects?"

Buddhist son?

I was taken aback for a moment, and a person came to my mind involuntarily, Chen Erbei.

Did he mean Chen Erbei?
Soon, I immediately felt relieved, and yes, the Buddhist sects in the world belong to one family, and they are all inseparable from the root, and Chen Erbei is a Buddhist disciple of the Buddhist sect. This should not be a secret in the Buddhist sect.

However, what I really didn't expect was that, far away in Hong Kong, there would be someone who still remembered Chen Erbei, let alone that I would meet him.

So, I nodded immediately and said, "Well, I know, we are friends!"

Hearing what I said, his originally tense face suddenly melted away like a dead tree in spring, and he said with a smile: "That must be the benefactor, it can't be wrong."

After speaking, he made a movement that I never expected.

He... He actually led a group of Buddhist disciples to kneel down towards me, which is the highest Buddhist etiquette, that is, prostration.

This scared me so much that my face changed drastically, and I stretched out my hand to pull him, but he stopped him. He said: "The Almighty has a great kindness for Buddhism. If it weren't for the Almighty, it would be difficult for Buddhism to find a Buddha in the past hundred years. The merit of the donor deserves the gift of the poor monk."

While speaking, he led a group of Buddhist disciples to salute again, and he bowed three times before getting up.

This made me froze in place, very embarrassed, and rubbed my hands vigorously.

He should have seen my embarrassment, and said with a smile: "The benefactor does not need to be cautious, this is what it should be, but the benefactor invited 108 Buddhist disciples all at once, what's the point?"

I was slightly taken aback, and asked doubtfully, "You don't know?"

He shook his head and said: "The poor monk was only entrusted by someone to perform Buddhist rituals at Yan's house, but he didn't know anything about the specific religious rituals. I didn't hear about it until the way I came here. This time the main altar is called Chen Jiu. Poor monk The monk was only holding the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that he would really be a benefactor."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and bent slightly towards me.

Looking at his attitude, it made me feel a little relieved. To be honest, before these Buddhist disciples came, I was very worried that they would make trouble. Now that they are all acquaintances, nothing will happen.

Afterwards, I communicated with him for a while, basically telling him which sutras to recite when we talk about the tomb. What made me relieved was that these Buddhist disciples knew all the sutras I said.

After chatting for about half an hour, I suddenly remembered that all of Yan Jin's preparations were done by someone else, and this Buddhist disciple should know who that person is.

So, I asked tentatively, "Eminent monk, I don't know something, and I hope the eminent monk can give me some advice."

"It's okay to be a benefactor," he waved at me, beckoning me to ask.

I immediately said, "I don't know who entrusted you to come here?"

As soon as he said this, his face changed a little, and he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, but I really can't tell you the truth. The poor monk can only tell the benefactor, leave Hong Kong as soon as possible after finishing the grave, so as not to be in danger."

When I heard it, I planned to continue asking, but his expression seemed a little displeased, and I couldn't continue talking, so I chatted with him for a while.

We chatted until about 8 o'clock in the morning, and I stretched my waist. According to my calculation, the auspicious time is Si time, which is from 9 am to 11 o'clock, and there is about an hour before the auspicious time. It's time to prepare things.

I told this idea to the eminent monk, and he said: "Almsgiver, you only need to tell me how to do it. The 108 Buddhist disciples brought by the poor monk will obey all orders and have no complaints."

He said so, so I naturally didn't show politeness to him. After all, the tomb is a bit big, and it would be a lot of trouble for me to set it up alone.It is different now, with these 108 Buddhist disciples, the progress will be much faster.

(End of this chapter)