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Chapter 76 You Let Your Buddha Make Me Pregnant, I Will Believe in Your Buddha

Although he had the cheat book and knew the answer, Li Xiuzhu was not in a hurry to practice.

This is halfway up the mountain, full of steps, and he is not a martial arts prodigy who can make no mistakes.

Li Xiuzhu understood the secret of Duan Yu's ability to practice Beiming and did not stop there.

At this time, the time for a stick of incense has passed, and the three women have already disappeared on the steps.

In front of the mountain gate, Li Xiuzhu smiled.

I thought the mountain gate was resplendent and resplendent, but I didn't expect it to be just a sandalwood gate with red bricks and blue tiles.

That's right, if even the mountain gate is painted with gold powder, then if he is a thief, he must scrape two catties of gold powder off it every night.

At this time, the gate of the mountain is wide open, and most of the pilgrims who come and go are offering incense. As soon as they enter the gate, they can see countless good men and women worshiping.

"Does the donor want to donate incense?"

Donate incense?Do you think I look like a rich man?

Even if I have money, I will donate to you?The ladies and sisters of Shanglinyuan are still waiting for my help, okay?

"My wife donated it, and I'll come pick it up."

It turned out to be like this, the bald young monk turned around and looked outside the gate, vividly interpreting the word reality.

Li Xiuzhu didn't care, and continued to walk forward. He didn't line up, and a group of good men and women looked at each other in blank dismay.

But everyone looked at Li Xiuzhu's empty hands, and knew that Li Xiuzhu didn't come to worship God.

Are you looking for someone?To discuss legal affairs?But it should burn some incense anyway.

Young man, I really don't know the rules.

Li Xiuzhu walked about dozens of meters and finally saw the three women in front of the Daxiong Palace, but he didn't go up to them, and stood aside.

Seeing this, most people understand that this is to accompany others.

Well, it looks like he might be a young man.

Everyone stopped paying attention, and the three women also entered the hall.

Li Xiuzhu watched outside, and couldn't help feeling emotional.

From his point of view, he could already see the inside of the hall, and the golden statues were particularly eye-catching. They didn't look like they were made of gold powder, but rather gilded.

Good guy, he's sure that if all the Fu family's property is exchanged, it won't be as rich as this one-tenth of Daxiangguo Temple.

I am afraid that the only thing comparable to it is the imperial palace in Shangjing.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"The layman doesn't believe in my Buddha?"

Li Xiuzhu was startled when he heard the words, and looked to the side.

At this time, an old monk with white eyebrows was standing beside him, less than 10 centimeters away from him.

when?Li Xiuzhu frowned slightly, and immediately realized that this old monk was not simple.

Although he has no martial arts, but because of a bit of persecution paranoia, he will subconsciously alienate people he doesn't know.

Over time, he developed a certain instinctive sixth sense.

It may sound abstruse, but most people who are afraid of society are like this.

Although he can't reach the level of social fear, he still feels a little bit.

But he didn't notice the approach of the old monk. The old monk blocked his sixth sense?
"Don't be nervous, Layman, I have no malicious intentions."

"Well, master misunderstood, I can't believe in your Buddha."

"Oh? What do you think the layman said?"

Li Xiuzhu thought for a while and said, "I believe they existed, but I think they may be pioneers just like the sages of the hundred schools. Although they are sages, they are still human beings."

"They teach people some principles of living easily, or give some unfortunate people faith."

“This is a good thing and should be promoted…”

The old monk listened to Zhengmei, and then there was no more.

For a while, the old monk was confused and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"anything else?"

Li Xiuzhu shook his head upon hearing this.

"Don't say it, you can't say it, I'm afraid I won't be able to go down to your Xiangguo Temple."

The old monk heard the words and said immediately: "Don't worry, Layman, even if you say it, my Xiangguo Temple is an upright Buddhist temple, and I will definitely not embarrass the benefactor just because of a few words."

"What you say doesn't count!"

? ? ?I'm an abbot, what if I say it doesn't count?Brat, you underestimated the old man.

The old monk was not happy when he heard the words, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it worth it? Then who has the final say?"

Li Xiuzhu looked at an old monk sweeping the floor not far away and raised his chin.

"he!"

Hearing this, the old monk looked in the direction indicated by Li Xiuzhu, and was stunned for a moment.

Sweeping?My abbot’s words don’t count, but what you say about sweeping the floor counts?
The gray-clothed monk has no internal strength to speak of.

It was so ordinary, he was curious why Li Xiuzhu said that.

At this moment, the sweeping monk stopped sweeping the floor, and Gu Jing Wubo looked over with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Li Xiuzhu didn't expect that he would meet a gangster pretending to be a criminal.

Looking at the clean yard behind the old man, he confirmed his guess.

"Fuck, I met a criminal pretending to be X. I don't know how powerful this sweeping monk is. Is it as powerful as Tianlong's sweeping monk?"

? ? ?Um?

Fu Yuehua, who was praying for blessings, paused when she heard the words, but she didn't go out, nor did she look around.

I'm just curious why Li Xiuzhu suddenly had such an idea.

Pretending to be a criminal?Sweeper?Denon?

It was already autumn at this time, and there was a cool breeze today, but there was not a single leaf in the swept yard.

If you want to do this, there must be a strong wind blowing away the leaves that are about to fall.

But from yesterday to today, there is no strong wind.

It is possible for the little wind to blow off some fallen leaves today, but it will never be so clean.

"I don't know why the layman said what he said counts?"

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this, and didn't expose the old monk sweeping the floor.

"Although you don't pay attention to age when you become a monk, you must also pay attention to seniority. This old monk is so old, he must be older than you, so I said he has the final say."

It turns out that this is the case, and this remark is also true.

At this time, a young monk passed by, and the old monk stopped the young monk and said, "Benyin, you come and tell this benefactor, in Xiangguo Temple, whether what I say counts or not."

The little monk named Benyin was taken aback for a moment, and then said strangely: "The abbot is the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, so speaking in Xiangguo Temple is naturally counted."

Abbot of Xiangguo Temple?
Didn't expect him to be a big boss?

The abbot waved the little monk to step back, and then continued: "Can the layman answer the old monk's question now?"

Li Xiuzhu thought for a while, since everyone has said so, the answer is nothing.

"can!"

"I think it's nonsense to ask you to follow their request."

"Don't talk about whether your Buddha still exists or not, how many people ask for it every day? If the Buddha cares about it, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later."

The old monk was not convinced when he heard the words, so he just said lightly: "My Buddha only saves those who are predestined."

"Hehe, what is a predestined person? The two characters of predestined relationship are fake, big, and empty."

Seeing that the old monk opened his mouth to say something, Li Xiuzhu continued to ask: "Are you a sincere follower of your Buddha?"

The old monk didn't know why, but he still responded.

"Yes!"

"Then why don't you ask your Buddhas to let me conceive? If I can conceive, I will believe in your Buddhas."

(End of this chapter)