My aunt is three and a half years old, holding a baby bottle to tell her fortune

Chapter 308 The Computer Is Really Easy to Use
The other monks who were chanting also opened their eyes after Abbot Yongjue stopped meditating.

When the monks of Fahua Temple opened their eyes, they saw that their abbot hadn't got up, and the first two went to help him immediately.

"Master?"

When I was helping, I felt strange: Master wouldn't finish reading the scriptures and didn't know how to get up. What's wrong?
Only when I met Yonghui did I know the answer.

"Fang, why did the abbot... how did he die... No, he passed away! The abbot passed away!"

The monk yelled in panic, and the patrolling monks who joined behind showed joy.The abbot passed away, which means that the things hidden in the Buddha statues were taken away, and no one punished them!
It's a good thing!
The abbot of Fahua Temple passed away, which is also a big news for other casual practitioners who participated in the ceremony!These people couldn't believe that the old abbot, who was still in good spirits yesterday, went to see the Buddha after just reading the scriptures all night.

Everyone was discussing, and some people asked the monks who were chanting sutras if they saw ghosts coming to seduce their souls.

"Abbot Yonghui is an eminent monk, how could he pass away so soon."

"Yes, Abbot Yonghui should be able to live a long life, why did he pass away?"

Everyone talked a lot, but the monks of Fahua Temple were trembling.They all know the reason why the temple is full of incense. Now that the abbot has passed away inexplicably, maybe even the "Buddha" is gone.

What should these insiders do?
But no matter what, the abbot has passed away, and the funeral must be handled according to the tradition of Fahua Temple. Everyone recommended the elder brother to formulate the procedure.

The embarrassing thing is that Yonghui didn't leave a single word during his lifetime, and everyone didn't know whether to let him continue to accept the offerings in his body or to end the cremation.

After the final discussion, it was decided to cremate after today.

As for who will be the abbot of Fahua Temple, Daoist Qingxu showed the relevant certificates and said that the matter was postponed.

When the monks heard that it was delayed, they remembered the gold and silver treasures in the Buddha statues of Fahua Temple. They said that the other Buddha statues today had not lit incense, so they scattered away. What about those treasures.

They never thought that Yonghui would die, and naturally they didn't expect that one day they might become the masters of Fahua Temple.But when these monks arrived at the side hall, they found that the Buddha statues in the side hall had been destroyed long ago.

"Here, why are all the treasures here gone?"

"What should we do now?"

When the monks panicked, the little milk dumpling who took the treasure was still sleeping soundly.

This time, Mianmian slept until the afternoon before waking up slowly.

She opened her eyes and found that her eldest nephew was still sleeping, so she got up carefully from the bed.As soon as he got out of bed, he saw Bai Bai, Xiao Hu, and Da Huang and Xiao Huang lying on the ground.

Everyone slept soundly!
Mianmian walked out of the room lightly, and ran to the canteen where she ate.The little milk dumpling was running, but couldn't run anymore, reached out and tore off the talisman on his head, turned around and said depressedly: "What are you doing, Qingxu, what are you doing?"

Daoist Qingxu blinked his eyes, and the skinny little old man deliberately pretended to be cute and said: "Junior Sister Mianmian, you got a lot of spoils in Fahua Temple yesterday, can you share some with Senior Brother?"

When Mianmian heard that Qingxu was here to ask for spoils, she clutched her small bag and kept shaking her head: "No, this is Mianmian's spoils, I can't give it to you!"

Mom said, the spoils belong to her, and should be at her own disposal, and no one can take them away!
Seeing Mianmian's refusal so straightforwardly, Qingxu stopped teasing Mianmian, stood up straight and said, "Senior brother is just teasing you, he didn't want your spoils. It's just that those things belong to the pilgrims after all. I'm afraid it won't be good for Mianmian to stay with me." Great."

Seeing that Qingxu really didn't want it anymore, Mianmian let go of her little hand and said seriously: "Mianmian intends to use these things to do good deeds, and has no intention of keeping them by my side. Maybe those pilgrims will need to use them for fortune-telling earlier. At that time, Mianmian saw a lot of dogs, everyone said they were stray dogs, and Mianmian wanted to raise them so that they would have a place to live.”

"Yang Xian has been homeless before, and Mianmian wants to give homeless people a place to learn a skill, work hard, and have a place to live."

"There are also some people who are sick and encounter disasters. If they need help, and they are destined to be with Mianmian, the money can just be used."

"If there are more at that time, Mianmian will give you some more. Your Supernatural Administration should also cost money, right?"

"Also, Mianmian got these after smashing those Buddha statues yesterday, and needs to restore the Buddha statues."

Qingxu listened to what Mianmian said, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I know that Junior Sister Mianmian is smart, there is a vegetarian meal in the cafeteria, Junior Sister, hurry up and eat."

In fact, as the director of the Supernatural Administration, he has the right to take back these things.But since Junior Sister Mianmian doesn't want to keep it as a collection, but has great use, let Junior Sister Mianmian plan it herself.

Feeling that Qingxu really doesn't want money, Mianmian is completely relieved.

She ran to the cafeteria, and the monks in the cafeteria were replaced by those from Shifang Temple, who gave her a bowl of rice and vegetarian dishes.

After he finished eating, Mianmian didn't forget about his grand nephew and friends who were still sleeping, so he asked the monk in the cafeteria to help put the food into a food box, and ran to the guest room with it.

It was getting dark at this moment, after Mianmian returned to the guest room, it happened that Su Chenjin was going out.

The little milk dumpling chuckled, lifted the lunch box in his hand and handed it to Su Chenjin: "Grand nephew, let's eat~"

In fact, Su Chenjin has been using her mobile phone to deal with affairs, lying on the bed just want to squint for a while, but fell asleep unexpectedly.When I woke up, I found that my aunt was not there. I went out to look for it, but I received a feed from my aunt unexpectedly.

He picked up the lunch box and went back to the guest room, opened it and said, "Yang Xian is resting next door, Liu Eucalyptus and the others went to listen to Master Yongjue's lecture."

Mianmian nodded: "Okay!"

Then he took out the small kit from the small bag and poured it directly on the bed.The gold bricks and other things that were taken out of the Buddha statue earlier appeared on the table.

"Great nephew, help me, Mianmian wants to use them on someone who is destined."

Su Chenjin couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw a large pile of gold and silver treasures.

Fahua Temple has restrained so many things?
"The great nephew will." Su Chenjin nodded and said, "You put it away first, and then exchange it when the time comes."

"Yeah." Mianmian put away all her things, and after seeing the hook, she thought she had hooked so many evil spirits, so she decided to send her to the underworld.

She was lying on the bed, her soul came out of her body, and she led the evil spirits to the underworld.

The underworld is empty today, and the servants have not lined up.Ghost Festival, carnival of ghosts, even those who died today, don't need to hook their souls in, just follow behind and watch them say goodbye to their families.

When Mian Mian arrived at the magistrate's mansion, she saw Ding Song sitting in front of the desk, typing on the computer, and Cui Yu sitting beside her, watching intently.

"Uncle Cui, I'm coming!"

Hearing the continuous voice, Cui Yu looked away from the computer.

"Mianmian, how come Ghost Festival is still down?"

Mianmian handed the evil spirits into small black balls to Cui Yu: "Mianmian sent them down, and oh. Mianmian wiped out a lot of evil spirits from the underworld, will it affect anything?"

Cui Yu's white face showed a light and shallow smile: "It won't affect anything, isn't the new one sent by Mian Mian just to make up for it?"

In hell, there is no shortage of evil spirits.

He handed the evil ghost over to the on-duty ghost guards, pointed to the computer and said, "This computer is really easy to use. In just one day and one night in the mortal world, so many plans have been written."

(End of this chapter)