Chapter 282 Can You Afford to Compensate for This Temple?
Everyone's eyes were on the three children sitting obediently behind Mianmian, with no sense of presence at all. Some people also looked at the cat, dog, and chicken occupying the two futons.
That’s right, Baibai and the others also followed in, and also lay on the mat in the same way, pretending to listen very carefully.
At this moment, Mianmian was being targeted. Baibai had changed from lying down to sitting up, staring at Yonghui with his round wolf eyes, thinking in his little head how to deal with Yonghui.
"Animal zombies?"
"Not really. I think it's three other kids."
"It doesn't look like it. With fair skin and a tender face, she looks like a normal little baby."
Some people were just discussing, but others wanted to take action directly. They quietly approached Ying Miao and used the Bagua mirror on Ying Miao.
Ying Miao stared at the mirror expressionlessly for a few seconds, then looked up at the person using the mirror with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
With this kind of thing, you still want her to reveal herself? You can't even break the little aunt's illusion spell. I'll think about it in my next life.
"No reaction to the Bagua mirror."
"Master Yonghui's words cannot be wrong, these few should be the ones!"
"I can't tell, I really can't tell, Master Yonghui is really amazing."
"No, why didn't Taoist Qingxu and Master Yongjue say anything? The three of them are all masters of Taoism, it shouldn't be that serious."
Finally someone mentioned Qingxu and Yongjue, and someone else said: "Master Qingxu is the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau, appointed by the state. If he can't even tell that this child is carrying a monster, then he might as well not hold the position of director."
Not everyone stayed in North City all the time; some of them lived in seclusion and practiced hard.
In order to make progress, they wanted to participate in the Dharma Assembly in Beicheng, so they came to Beicheng in advance before the Dharma Assembly was about to begin. These people had no idea that Qingxu and Mianmian already knew each other.
Qingxu listened to everyone's discussion and poked Yongjue: "Hey, old bald donkey, we can't remain silent anymore."
Yongjue said: "What silence? I just want to watch Junior Sister's special performance. Don't use your own feelings to speculate on my thoughts!"
After saying this, without waiting for Qingxu's reaction, he raised his voice and said, "I heard you mention my name. I have a close relationship with Junior Sister Mianmian. Of course I know the identities of Junior Sister Mianmian and her friends. I didn't tell you because they are kind-hearted!"
When Yonghui heard Yongjue's point of view, his eyes fell on Yongjue: "Brother Yongjue, what you said is wrong. To be good or not to be good is not something we can just say casually, just like my insights from reading the scriptures cannot represent the supreme Buddhist teachings."
The two old monks looked at each other, one was smiling and the other had a blank expression.
Mianmian put her ear close to her nephew's ear and said with emotion: "Mianmian feels like I'm reading a storybook. The way they talk sounds so uncomfortable."
In my mother's words, it is very literary.
Su Chenjin curled his lips and chuckled: "Yeah, I think so too."
In fact, he had had this idea a long time ago, but it was just his aunt who said it first.
But Su Chenjin's eyes were more focused on Yonghui of Fahua Temple. As the abbot of Fahua Temple, Yonghui usually did not show up in the crowd easily. Even if someone wanted to see him, not everyone could see him. It was a matter of fate.
The place where Yonghui meets guests is in the back hall of Fahua Temple, which is a place that tourists and pilgrims cannot enter and is patrolled and guarded by martial monks all year round.
The last time Fahua Temple hosted a Dharma Assembly was three years ago. At that time, there were not as many people as there are now, mainly because everyone was afraid to show up for fear of being attacked.
This year is an exception.
So, can we go to the back hall this year?
While Su Chenjin was thinking, Yongjue followed up Yonghui's words and said, "You mean you have a way to know whether they are really kind-hearted?"
After hearing this, Qingxu swung his whisk and narrowed his eyes again. He was a skinny old man, and his robes were loose to begin with. With this look, he really looked like an immortal.
Mianmian found it amusing and smiled at Qingxu with her hands covering her mouth.
Qingxu also winked at Mianmian like a naughty boy.
Seeing Qingxu dressed in a righteous manner but doing such a funny thing, Mianmian became playful and imitated Qingxu's squinting gesture.
The old man and the young man just played the game from a distance, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere in the square after the confrontation between the two old monks.
Behind Qingxu, his eldest disciple was very helpless.
According to Master Yongjue and Master Yonghui, the next step is to prove that Junior Master Uncle's friends are wholeheartedly doing good. Once this is proven, the room for maneuver will become larger.
If the monsters and zombies around Junior Master Uncle are all "evil", then Junior Master Uncle will be in trouble again? The matter is so serious, but Master still has the mind to play the winking game with Junior Master Uncle. Oh, I really don't know what to say!
Just as the eldest disciple Qingxu thought, Yonghui's next sentence was: "I really have a way to prove it. If they can enter the square, I can praise the little apprentice sister for her profound Taoism. If they can remain calm in front of the Buddha statue, I will admit that they are kind-hearted!"
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When Yonghui said this, the monks around him also agreed.
One of the immortals whose family worshipped Liu Xian even said loudly: "I also want to see whether the monsters and zombies that the young lady of the Su family has subdued are good or evil. If they are allowed in just based on their cultivation, it would be too unfair to us who worship the five great immortals!"
"That's right. During the Dharma Assembly, we all have to eat and live together in the square. If they have any problems and do something when we are not prepared, won't we be in trouble?"
"Yes, yes, yes. If the zombies hurt us or poison us, we will suffer!"
"Master Qingxu, please say something. You are the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau and you are paid by the government." Someone mentioned Qingxu and looked at him. He found that Qingxu was winking at Mianmian. He accidentally choked on his saliva and started coughing hard for breath.
He coughed and spoke anxiously: "Qing, Taoist Qingxu, cough cough cough, you, what are you doing? ! ! "
In such a solemn scene of the Dharma Assembly, how could Taoist Master Qingxu be so disrespectful in his purple robe, which represents the highest status in Taoism? When his behavior of playing with the junior sister was discovered, Qingxu swung his whisk again, coughed twice and said, "Oh, since everyone is worried, it's okay for us to test it. What do you think, junior sister?"
Although Mianmian was playing with Qingxu, her little ears were perked up as she listened to everyone talking.
She knew that Yonghui on the stage wanted to test her friend, so she was not worried at all. She patted her chest and said, "Mianmian's friend is of course kind-hearted! There is absolutely no problem!"
Just test it, who’s afraid of who?
Even if there is a problem with the test, the little girl is confident that she can protect her friend.
Anyway, everyone present is a cultivator, and there are no outsiders here. In addition to quarreling, she is also good at fighting! Last time, Fentian was a split soul, and she couldn't beat him to her heart's content. This time, if she fights, she should be able to fight to her heart's content? The little milk ball thought about it, and asked Su Chenjin: "Nephew, do you think that Mianmian's treasures can afford to compensate this temple?"
Su Chenjin was almost choked.
What was going on in that little aunt's head? She patted her chest and said she wasn't afraid of the test. Wasn't it because Liu An and the others were really fine?
Why did he suddenly think of compensating Fahua Temple? But since the little aunt asked, he must answer.
"It's just a temple. It's not impossible to tear it down and rebuild it. There's no need for you to spend money."
(End of this chapter)