Xiaoxi, of course, set fire to everything and burned it all down.
To prevent the temple from being burned down as well, Xiaoxi set up a barrier. All the New Year paintings were burned to ashes by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire within the barrier, and the bats were also burned to death.
The workshop's exterior structure was intact, but the interior was completely charred, including the basement, which was a complete mess.
The little shrimp monk trembled with fear: They're all ruthless people. Luckily, I realized the situation just now and quickly abandoned the darkness for the light.
It steadied itself and said, "My lords, there is another painting in the main hall. I will take you there now!"
The main hall of Guangde Temple.
The prayer cushions were densely packed together, with a devout man or woman sitting on each cushion.
The ventilation in the main hall was terrible, and because there were so many people, it made it difficult to breathe.
The devout men and women eagerly awaited her arrival, but why hadn't Master Huifang appeared yet? The auction couldn't proceed without her, and they were all scrambling to get the New Year's paintings!
Suddenly, a dog barked, and everyone saw a group of strange people rushing out from the back door of the main hall.
Before they could react, a little girl jumped onto the table, took out a Guan Gong knife, and chopped the New Year picture that everyone had been admiring all morning to shreds.
The New Year picture suddenly spurted out blood, staining the flowers and fruits on the table.
The entire hall reeked of a nauseating, foul odor.
"What is she doing? She destroyed the sacred painting!"
"Amitabha Buddha, what a sin! What a sin!"
"Let's call the police!"
The devout men and women finally understood what had happened and began to shout angrily.
Xiaoxi stood on the table, looking down at everyone.
"The master you all revere isn't coming? What auction? You've all been fooled!"
Among the devout men and women, a highly respected master of Chinese studies stood up in a fit of rage.
"This little girl is so wicked at such a young age. Don't talk nonsense here. What auction? This is our Sacred Painting Merit Ceremony."
"I don't care if it's an auction or a merit-making ceremony, it's just not going to happen today." Xiaoxi laughed.
Her smiling face angered the master of Chinese classical studies.
"Listen up, everyone! I am Zheng Qian, a master of Chinese classical studies. Tie up these thugs who destroyed our sacred paintings and hand them over to the police!"
At Zheng Qian's shout, the devout men and women in the main hall immediately took advantage of their numbers and rushed towards Xiao Xi and the others.
Bei Chen, Yu Qiu, and the others, along with Zha Zha Cheng, all jumped onto the table.
Su Linran cried out in panic, "Everyone, calm down! Don't be impulsive! We are from the relevant department here to investigate a case."
But his words were drowned out by the angry roars of the crowd.
Xiaoxi knew that she should remain calm and not resort to violence at this time. They were cultivators, and it would be a loss of merit to harm ordinary people.
She immediately released a barrier, and the group seemed to be enveloped in a sphere of light.
Xiaoxi and the others were fine for the time being, but when the devout men and women rushed up, a stampede occurred.
People went crazy, and the main hall was in complete chaos.
Yu Qiu immediately released the vines, which wrapped up several weak people who had been trampled and threw them out of the crowd.
Xiaoxi was furious. She hadn't expected these people to be so easily deceived and to have lost their minds.
She suddenly unleashed her power of intimidation.
"And you call yourself a master of Chinese classical studies? You deliberately created a disturbance. The monks at Guangde Temple have all been replaced. You almost lost your lives!"
Zheng Qian sneered, "You destroyed our sacred painting first, and now you're trying to turn the tables on us. You'll all get your comeuppance!"
A strong sense of hatred welled up inside him.
Suddenly, he couldn't speak; his body, filled with rage, seemed to be pinned down by a jack and unable to move.
Everyone else in the main hall felt the same way as Zheng Qian, as if they were being pressed down by a great force and couldn't breathe.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Xiao Xi never expected that her intimidating presence would shatter all the glass in the main hall.
Among the Arhats enshrined on both sides of the main hall, one statue has fallen over.
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