I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 302
Song Ying met Mr. Huo head-on.

I just feel that Mr. Huo seems to be very happy, and he is not afraid of accidentally splitting his fork with a big stride. He sighed deeply——

The adults are so pleasantly surprised, it can be seen that the lust for her has not disappeared!

"Master Huo." With a cold face, Song Ying decided to push him back.

Huo Zhaoyuan was slightly taken aback, and then remembered that Miss Song didn't like his appearance, so he didn't feel surprised by her attitude, and said: "Miss Song is here? Please come in quickly, the eminent monks have been waiting for a long time."

He wanted to see what the eminent monks had to say.

With righteousness, evil spirits dare not kiss?

maybe!
Huo Zhaoyuan winked at Huo Sixiang, and in the next moment, five or six girls came over from the yard outside. They were all dressed in ordinary clothes, and their looks had their own merits. Some were ugly, but some were extremely beautiful.

"Miss Song, don't blame me." Huo Zhaoyuan said simply without explaining.

Song Ying didn't ask, but after thinking about it, she lifted her leg and went in.

People in Buddhism, even if they see something, they shouldn't set people on fire, right?
Counting Song Ying, seven girls entered the hall together. The eminent monks were all very calm, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting sutras, as if they hadn't seen anyone.

"Masters, can you take a look at the faces of these girls?" Huo Zhaoyuan sounded polite, but his attitude was undeniable.

Song Ying also took off her veil a long time ago. Although there were scars on her face, there were one or two other girls with unsatisfactory looks, so her face didn't look strange anymore.

When the masters heard the words, they raised their heads and swept over.

"Well, masters, please speak slowly. I will give you pens and paper. If there are people who are upright and not afraid of evil spirits, please write them down. Let me see if you are writing the same one." Huo Zhaoyuan said again.

Song Ying looked over with weird eyes.

Isn't Mr. Huo a little careless?

Sincerity and the masters have a hard time? !Are you still playing the test? !

But...it's quite exciting, if the eminent monk is slapped in the face by a group, it will be even more interesting!

Song Ying had no expression on her face, so as not to attract attention, but those eminent monks were very cooperative and did not say much, and calmly took the pen and paper.

Upright?

Song Ying felt that she should have a demonic aura, soaring to the sky.

The hall was very quiet, and the soft sandalwood became a little pungent.

Huo Zhaoyuan gave these eminent monks a chance to observe them, so after a quarter of an hour, he said: "Have the masters made a decision?"

Several eminent monks nodded, each writing their own.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Sixiang took back the pens and papers, put some papers in Huo Zhaoyuan's hands, opened them and looked at them, and after reading them, he frowned very seriously.

"The masters mean...the faces of the other girls are all ordinary, but she is the only one who is different?" Huo Zhaoyuan said with a serious expression.

The masters nodded slightly: "This girl is not a person with great merit and virtue, and her face doesn't look special, but her majestic weather can suppress evil spirits, which is better than not being afraid of evil spirits. In addition, the bracelet on this girl's wrist is also a good thing. Yang, sneaky to yin, if a girl wears it for a long time, it will be very good for the body."

It’s not about ghosts, but Yin Qi can make people feel uncomfortable. In the world, people are born, old, sick, and die. I don’t know how many people pass away every day, so it’s inevitable that there will be some dark air. If ordinary people have too much contact, they will occasionally get sick and commit evil.

But with this ox horn skewer, it will naturally not be the case.

Song Ying was a little confused.

Because the eminent monk was staring at her when he spoke.

Obviously, Majestic Weather is referring to her, but... she really has never heard such a description...

If this temple is majestic, she can feel a little more comfortable, but when this adjective falls on her, she always feels that she has suddenly become a huge building...

(End of this chapter)