Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 278
The storyteller finished his book today, slowly put the things on the table into his bag, and prepared to leave.

At this time, the guest who was still interested said: "Old Liu, it's still so early today, so just say it again!"

If there is one, there are two, and many people followed suit.

The storyteller smiled and said: "The story is to be heard slowly, little by little, with suspense, so that you will think of me, Lao Liu. If I finish it once, where will I make money in the future?" Are you going to make a living?"

Hearing what he said, everyone in the hall burst into laughter, and someone threw a piece of silver over and said, "Let's talk about it later, or another story is fine!"

When Lao Liu saw Yinzi, he naturally agreed, thought for a while, and said, "By the way, isn't it rumored that there is a living Buddha in the south recently? Let me tell you about this 'living Buddha', how about it?"

A businessman said with a smile: "Okay! I just came back from another place, so I haven't heard anything about the living Buddha! I have dinner with my friends, and I can hardly keep up with their topics!"

Lao Liu nodded, took out the gavel from the bag again, slammed it on the table with a "slap", coughed lightly, and began to tell the story.

It is not so much a story as it is a real event passed down from the south.

Zhao Yuanxiang also listened seriously, Old Liu's skills were good, it was obviously just a rumor, but he said it as if it really happened in front of his eyes.

It is said that just a month ago, in a little-known temple in the deep mountains of the south, in the middle of the night, a thunderbolt slammed the door of the temple. A black mark was left on the door, and upon closer inspection, this mark was exactly the same as the outline of the Buddha.

After the news spread, more and more people came here admiringly. Although it was located in the deep mountains, the incense of that temple became more and more prosperous.Later, a pilgrim went to ask the Buddha to bless his seriously ill son to recover. The abbot heard the prayer, and the abbot proposed to visit the patient.

Unexpectedly, after he passed by, he just touched the patient's hair three times, and the patient's illness was cured immediately, and he got out of bed alive and well!
After that, the reputation of the abbot spread, and many poor people asked him for help.

Finally, a pilgrim asked the abbot for help, and when he took the abbot home, he found that the patient had died.

The abbot asked him to bring a bowl of cold water, and then muttered something to the water, then sprinkled half of the water on the ground, and poured the other half into the mouth of the dead man.Then, the most shocking thing happened—the dead man, who had already lost his breath, coughed and came back to life!
Since then, the abbot's reputation has risen, and people respect him as "Living Buddha", but they have forgotten his original dharma title.

After Lao Liu finished telling the story, the other guests tipped him off one after another before letting him go.

In the corner, Xuanyuan Chen smiled at Zhao Yuanxiang: "Tell me, how true and how false is this story?"

Zhao Yuanxiang thought for a while and said, "I think it's [-]% fake."

"Oh? Why?" Xuanyuan Chen asked curiously.

"What kind of temple in a deep mountain, neither the name of the mountain nor the name of the temple, not even the dharma name of the abbot, the same is true for the pilgrims, who did not mention their names from beginning to end. If this is true , That is a great thing, I am afraid that the local people where the temple is located have long been eager to spread the name of the place."

(End of this chapter)