Fairy Red Packets

"Brother house!"

"Haha, don't get excited, just adjust the atmosphere!"

Chi Yun sent a weird smile,

"So far, no abnormalities have been found. I have even seen the Fa Hall, Zen Hall, Bell Tower, Kuixing Tower, Stupa, and even the Abbot’s Room. I have found nothing!"

"Well!"

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes, and saw a thousand paper cranes swaying towards the most majestic hall in the middle——

Guanyin Temple.

It is said that Xiangshan Temple is the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Guanyin Temple is naturally the place with the most pilgrims, and there should be no Tibetans.

Moreover, there are nearly a hundred lawyers, and there are almost two hundred relatives and family members. So many people hiding in it, it seems impossible!

At this time, Chen Xin seriously suspected that Thousand Paper Cranes had malfunctioned, but now that there is no other way, he can only go first and have a look!

"I'll enter the Guanyin Hall to have a look, and you can look elsewhere. By the way, don't let the toilet go!"

Chi Yun: "Brother, do you think the toilet can hide people?"

"I would rather miss it anyway, not let it go!"

Chen Xin bit his scalp and said, "Go ahead, the longer the time, the more dangerous! Also, you can swagger a little bit more, understand?"

"Understood, received!"

Let’s not talk about how Chi Yun did it, let’s say that Chen Xin walked into the Guanyin Hall and found that his judgment was correct. There were indeed pilgrims in the Guanyin Hall.

I saw Guanyin stepping on the golden lotus with solemn treasure, vivid face, eyes looking down slightly, earrings hanging shoulders.Wearing a round neck shirt, decorated with Ying Luo on the chest.Hold the bottle in the left hand and the willow branch in the right.

Rows of pilgrims knelt on the ground incomparably reverently, praying in a low voice, with various sounds intertwined into pieces, and the incense was very strong.

Under the throne of Guanyin, on the right side is an old monk wearing a cassock, with a thin face, long eyebrows and drooping, chanting scriptures without rush.

In fact, outsiders can hardly hear it, but judging from his squirming lips that he is chanting.

On the other side, there are also two middle-aged monks chanting,

Apart from that, Chen Xin did not find anything.

However, the moment he turned around, he suddenly narrowed his eyes!

He felt that the two monks who were chanting, when they saw him, there seemed to be a flash of cold light in their eyes.

Not an illusion!

Chen Xin's sensing ability is so powerful, and he determined that he would not make a mistake.

But when he looked back again, the two monks had returned to the compassionate appearance of monks, knocking on the wooden fish in one hand and the Buddha's gift in the other, with their eyes down, chanting scriptures.

On the surface, there is no clue, but Chen Xin looked intently again, but suddenly smiled.

"It turns out to be a fake monk, I thought it was true!"

His voice was not too big or small, but it appropriately overshadowed the voice of the pilgrims. The two monks' eyelids jumped wildly when they heard that, and the frequency of striking the wooden fish was also messy for a moment.

Although it is very subtle, how can I escape Chen Xin's golden eyes!

Moreover, Chen Xin smelled a breath of innate master from one of them.

Grandmaster, it's nothing to him. Chen Xin didn't care. He focused on the two monks and said with a shame:

"Two people, is it fun to put it on?"

The entire Guanyin Temple seemed to be quiet for an instant, the old monk's hand trembled, and a string of Buddhist beads was pulled off and scattered on the ground.

The expressions of the two middle-aged monks changed. They looked up at Chen Xin and said with ugly expressions:

"How did you tell?"

Chen Xin glanced at the two bald heads and said, "Because your two heads are too bright, obviously you just shaved."

Although they are all bald heads, they are different from the old to the new, and there is a mark on the newly shaved head.

"This doesn't mean anything, can't the monk shave his head every day...No, you are deceiving!"

One of the monks was shocked and angry, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Chen Xin said faintly: "It's not a scam, I heard you say,'How did this kid find it, it's a hell!' It means you know me."

Hearing that the two middle-aged monks suddenly opened their mouths, the boss looked like hell.

He did scold Chen Xin just now, but he barely made a sound. Even if others saw it, he would think he was chanting.

How did Chen Xin hear it?

These ears are too pointed!

"Chen Xin, you really are a talent... No, you should be called a genius, but unfortunately, a genius can easily die!"

A slightly fat middle-aged monk suddenly smiled, very strangely.

"Oh? You are not enough to kill me."

At this time, among the pilgrims, a few figures dangling back and forth stopped dangling, and withdrew their weapons from their arms.

But the pilgrims who were kneeling on the ground shivered, lying on the ground completely afraid to move.

Some other pilgrims who realized the situation was not good, they were so scared that they turned and ran away with a strange cry.

But as soon as he took a step, his legs softened inexplicably and fell to the ground.

"Oh?"

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at the cigarette curled up in front of the Buddhist altar, "This incense is poisonous?"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's horn, got up and walked to the altar, praying sincerely, and a faint voice came from his mouth.

"The monks don't kill evil, so how can they poison it? This is the ten-fragrant soft tendon powder, which can make people's meridians obstructed and weak."

"Hehe, what a monk!"

Chen Xin tried to use his true energy, and as the old monk said, it was okay to stay still, but with luck, his limbs became numb, and his legs fell on the ground.

"In order to deal with me, you don't even let the pilgrims let go?"

Chen Xin's face changed slightly. He thought that even if there were traps, he would not be in front of so many people. Unexpectedly, these people are so frantic and even ordinary people would not let it go!

The old monk turned around, glanced at the pilgrims who fell to the ground, and said calmly:

"The Dharma is boundless, and they will forget everything at that time."

Chen Xin is not sure how the old monk made the pilgrims forget what happened here. The Dharma is boundless and pure nonsense. How is this possible?!

"Brother Chen, did you find it?"

At this time, Chi Yun rushed in from outside, Chen Xin hurriedly shouted:

"Don't come in, hold your breath!"

"what's the situation?"

Chi Yun just stepped in with one foot and hurriedly retracted when he saw it, but it was too late.

At least eight great masters around, and two virtual pill realms attacked at the same time, and the scarlet clouds were immediately flooded by terrifying energy.

"Fuck!"

Chi Yun only had time to make a cut, and was blasted out, turning into a small red dot in an instant, not knowing where he was hit.

At this time, the two middle-aged monks smiled jokingly.

"Mr. Chen, Li Bao, Deng Linming's many masters are destroyed in your hands, how can I wait for no defense, now you are not recruited?"

Chen Xin smiled bitterly, "I really didn't expect that the dignified family of Chinese medicine practitioners not only did things like kidnapping hostages, but also colluded with monks in the temple. It was unexpected!"

The old monk's eyebrows trembled, and he denied: "The donor is serious. Lao Na just makes a few incense money for the temple. He doesn't kill or set fire or steal or rob him. Don't slander Lao Na."

A trace of contempt flashed in Chen Xin's eyes and suddenly asked:

"Then may I ask the elder's law number?"

The old monk hesitated and said:

"Old Na Jinliang."

"puff!"

Chen Xin almost laughed.

Pointing to the old monk and smiled: "You...you are so alike!"

He remembered a plot in the Journey to the West, where the monk Tang and his disciples passed by the Guanyin Courtyard. The presiding elder Jinchi in it was the same virtue as the old monk Jin Liang.

Hypocrisy, greedy, self-conscious, hurting people's lives for a little benefit, but never admit it.

Could it be that Elder Jinchi was reincarnated?

The old monk looked dumbfounded and didn't know what Chen Xin meant, "The donor is so big-hearted, he can actually laugh."

Chen Xin's expression changed and said, "It's already like this anyway, and crying can't change it. Why not smile more!"

At this time, the expressions of the two fake monks changed, and the slightly fat one immediately shouted: "Abbot, what nonsense do you do with him, let us scrap him and take it back. Other things will be simple."

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