I feed on gods

"I can live!"

The old aunt breathed a sigh of relief.

"What sutra are you reciting?"

The short-haired middle-aged man squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Baici.

"Teach us?"

Those tourists with sparkles between their eyebrows were more anxious than the other.

"When the hall opened the door just now, wasn't there a chanting sound? That's the one I asked her to recite!"

Lin Baici informed everyone.

"I see!"

The tourists suddenly realized.

"You actually remembered it all?"

Hua Yueyu was shocked, what kind of magical memory is this?

Isn’t it too awesome?

"For those of you who have sparks between your eyebrows, don't be stunned. Kneel down in front of the Buddha and chant sutras with this handsome guy!"

The short-haired middle-aged man Yue Zudai.

Judging from the current situation, if everyone wants to survive, they have to rely on this student, but whether he can help others or not, no one can restrain him, it all depends on his mood, so the short-haired middle-aged man wants to hear him chanting sutras one more time, so he takes the time to write it down.

When the unlucky ones heard this, they immediately went to kneel in front of the Buddha, and then looked at Lin Baici anxiously.

"Listen……"

Lin Baici didn't care, it was just a matter of reading it one more time.

Everyone was stumbling while reading. It was like someone who had never learned English suddenly heard the teacher read a short article in English and had to read it again...

It's just too difficult.

Even if Lin Bai pauses every sentence, there are still people who can't keep up, and many people's pronunciation is not standard.

The Dark Buddha frowned after hearing a few words.

Is this chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha?

This is clearly a buzzing of flies, and it simply taints this passage.

So boom! boom! boom!

These unlucky ones were ignited by the sparks between their eyebrows and were quickly burned into coke.

At this time, more than a hundred corpses were lying in the hall.

very scary.

"Why were they killed again?"

Zhang Ju hugged her daughter tightly, completely confused.

"It must be that I read it incorrectly!"

Sima Muxin said, if I heard this chanting sound, I would also want to hit someone.

The short-haired middle-aged man listened carefully to a few sentences and found that he could not understand or remember them. This made him a little confused, how did the beautiful girl do it?

Because no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a god of learning.

The short-haired middle-aged man's eyes fell on the futon held by Jin Yingzhen.

Is it related to this thing?

"Come forward!"

"bow down!"

"Praise to the Buddha!"

The Dark Buddha urged, still snorting and spitting out sparks.

It’s the fourth batch.

Uh-huh!

Everyone's eyes turned to Lin Baici.

Lin Baici did not take the initiative to go, but this time, the sparks ejected by the Buddha floated in front of his eyebrows, and Hua Yueyu did not hide away.

"Kneel down on the futon and chant after me!"

Lin Baici asked the female anchor to hold the vanilla futon and quickly prepared it.

In order to hear clearly, the tourists all wanted to get closer to Lin Baici, so some people pushed, cursed, and even started fighting.

Hua Yueyu was panicked, worried that she wouldn't be able to remember, but soon discovered that she was overly worried.

She could memorize Lin Baici's weird pronunciation once she heard it.

"Am I so smart?"

Hua Yueyu was surprised.

"Don't be distracted!"

Lin Baici warned.

Hua Yueyu immediately straightened her back and tried to pronounce each word as correctly as possible. It wasn't until Lin Baici's voice stopped ringing that she woke up and finished reading.

Then she looked up at the Buddha, waiting for the verdict.

"You two, stand down!"

When Hua Yueyu heard this, she excitedly waved her fist.

Great!

"Bai Ci, thank you!"

Hua Yueyu had tears in her eyes,

Brother Thigh, thank you for taking me flying!

The other sixty or so tourists with sparkles between their brows were panicked. The Dark Buddha didn't mention them, obviously he was dissatisfied.

"Handsome guy, help us!"

Before they could call for help, a spark ignited them.

Another casualty!

The burning smell is wafting away.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with that futon!"

The short-haired middle-aged man ignored those who were burned and rushed to Lin Baici in a few steps.

"Hello, I am Jiang Hong, the boss of Hongji Real Estate. I will give you 10 million. When it is my turn to worship Buddha later, can you lend me this futon?"

The middle-aged man got straight to the point.

In fact, there were more than a dozen tourists who also noticed the vanilla futon and wanted to come over to borrow it, but the name Jiang Hong, who still had 10 million, immediately stopped them.

The middle-aged man was very confident when he said this.

Hongji Real Estate is the leading enterprise in Guangqing City, and Jiang Hong himself is the richest man in the city. He is extremely famous. Who wouldn't give him face?

Ten million would have knocked that boy down, right?

However, this money cannot be given in cash. When the time comes, it will be the most cost-effective to use two houses to pay him at the market price.

Jiang Hong felt that the other party would definitely agree.

"Ten million?"

Lin Baici looked at this middle-aged man.

So is this the black-hearted businessman that my uncle mentioned?

"Since you have money, why don't you build the unfinished building of your company?"

For the sake of their son's marriage, my uncle's family bought a house from Hongji Real Estate seven years ago and planned to use it as a wedding residence. However, it has been delayed until now and is still an unfinished building with no ceiling.

I heard that many people can't afford to live in new houses and have to pay mortgages every month, which makes them miserable.

Jiang Hong didn't feel embarrassed at all, and pointed out Lin Baici with an elder's attitude: "You don't understand business matters!"

"Bai Ci, I can take out two million in cash, do you have to help me?"

The old aunt Xu Xiu is sincere and wants to use the money to buy her life. Now she is afraid of being in the same group as Jiang Hong.

"I'll also give you money, one million, can you get a spot first?"

"I don't have that much cash, but I have a villa. When I get out, I will transfer it to you!"

"I'll give you half of my cannery's annual profits!"

Some wealthy people began to bid, trying their best to offer a price that would impress Lin Baici, hoping that he would help them first, but most people were still poor and remained silent.

With a salary of three to four thousand a month, they are not even qualified to compete.

"Aunt Xu, don't panic, if you can help me, I will!"

Lin Baici comforted him.

"Come forward!"

"bow down!"

"Praise to the Buddha!"

The Dark Buddha yawned. This time, the sparks he sprayed were so large that they directly enveloped more than two hundred people.

The little girl, her mother Zhang Ju, the old aunt, Jiang Hong, and little sister Li all had sparks between their eyebrows.

"Fuck OO!"

Jiang Hong cursed, laughed along, and continued to persuade Lin Baici: "Little brother, help me, I will remember this favor forever!"

"Brother Hungry God!"

The little girl saw Lin Baici looking at her and waved her little hand.

"Handsome guy, please save my daughter?"

Zhang Ju cried.

"Bai Ci!"

The old aunt was trembling.

Little Sister Li didn't say anything, but her eyes were full of pleading as she looked at Lin Baici. Who wouldn't want to live if there was a glimmer of hope?

Hua Yueyu and Little Sister Li are good best friends, and they are both affectionate and reasonable. She hopes Lin Baici will help Little Sister Li, but the little girl is only over three years old and has never even tasted the taste of flowers.

Lin Baici was just a student who had just graduated from high school. He was supposed to have a happy summer vacation, then go to college, find a girlfriend, and enjoy his youth, but now he had to choose who to help survive.

Those who are not chosen will surely die.

Lin Baici hated this choice.

call!

Lin Baici exhaled a breath and looked at the dark Buddha sitting high on the Buddhist altar, overlooking all living beings: "Can I chant sutras and worship Buddha on behalf of these tourists?"

"Oppa!"

Jin Yingzhen was startled and wanted to persuade him not to be impulsive, but she gave up after seeing the look in Lin Baici's eyes.

this……

Probably a hero, right?

"Brother Lin, do you want your life?"

Sima Mu was anxious and couldn't take risks for these people.

"Saving one person is also saving, and saving a group of people is still saving. There is no difference!"

Lin Baici waited for the Buddha's reply.

"Can!"

The Dark Buddha showed a smile full of evil taste, and pointed with his left hand at the faithful men and women on the mural: "As long as you can follow them in chanting sutras and complete a Buddha ceremony, I can forgive the disrespect of these ants!"

"good!"

Lin Baici agreed, and it was just about chanting sutras.

No matter how long it is, it’s not a problem if it has ears and vanilla futons.

"Don't worry, listen to me. If the chanting is interrupted in the middle, you will die!"

The Dark Buddha chuckled.

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

"Brother Lin, don't take risks!"

Sima Mu urged: "Save the one you want to save, just do your best!"

The Dark Buddha looked down at Lin Baici with interest: "Then, do you still want to chant sutras for them?"

"let's start!"

Lin Baici sat cross-legged on the futon, concentrating.

"Don't say anything, who said I'd beat him to death!"

Jiang Hong roared: "If you want to fart, hold it in too!"

It was a matter of life and death, and Jiang Hong could not afford to make any mistakes.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

After three clear chime sounds, the faithful men and women on the mural began to chant sutras.

After listening to a few words, the tourists' faces changed.

It sounds nice, but isn't it too difficult?

It's like listening to a book from heaven.

Who remembers this?

They looked at Lin Baici, despair rising in their hearts.

It's over!

In the array of Sanskrit sounds, we are bathed in the rain of Dharma together, and under the sound of chanting sutras, we are bathed in the grace of Buddha.

What others thought was as difficult as climbing to the sky, Lin Baici did it. Although he didn't know what the scripture meant, he followed the believers and read it word for word with precise pronunciation.

"It works!"

The tourists were excited.

Hua Yueyu and Jin Yingzhen were still worried because the chanting sound was getting faster and faster, as if they were spitting out thousands of words in one breath.

Fortunately, Lin Baici could still keep up.

For fifteen minutes, Lin Baici's lips were numb, and he finally waited until the chanting ended.

The moment he stopped, every tourist's face showed the excitement and joy of surviving the disaster.

With such perfect chanting, there should be nothing wrong with that giant Buddha, right?

By the way, this guy’s memory is too good, right?

"genius!"

Jin Yingzhen looked at Lin Baici with wonder.

She had just used the herb futon, a taboo item, and it was very easy to remember, but people may not be able to tell it out loud if they remember it.

Futon does not have a function to automatically correct mispronunciation.

Therefore, Lin Baici's language expression and imitation abilities are very strong, and you must know that this is still under the huge pressure of dying if he fails.

Lin Baici did it!

This ability to withstand stress is simply ridiculously strong.

"Is it okay?"

Lin Baici asked with a smile, rubbing his lips with the back of his hand.

In order to improve his English listening scores, he started to recite a short article aloud every morning from the first year of high school. Over time, he developed his eloquence.