Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Faced with Ren Ting's questioning, all the monks were a little angry but dared not speak. This was really a bit messy.

Master Zhicheng recited the name "Buddha", then stepped forward and said, "Donor, I really don't have a statue of Buddha like this in our temple. Even the official and the poor monk have nothing to say about Amitabha."

Ren Ting's face was gloomy, and just when he was about to speak, Qin Liuxi stepped forward and said: "Master, Master Ren doesn't want to embarrass your temple. He also feels sorry for Mrs. Ren, a good person who became a living dead because of worshiping the Buddha. Getting angry. Master is also a member of the Buddhist sect and is compassionate. I doubt he would see a good person become like this, right?"

"Amitabha, that is natural."

"In my opinion, no matter where Mrs. Ren invited that little Buddha statue from, it is obvious that someone is using Buddhism to secretly do dirty things. Buddhism hides such disgusting rat shit, I think the master must be deeply ashamed of it. ? Whether this matter is big or small, if word gets out, who would dare to salute the Buddha? It’s okay if the money is gone, but it’s a big deal if the money is lost. This is very detrimental to the entire Buddhism. If the rest The Buddhist temple knows that your temple is implicated, so they may come to discuss and investigate! After all, this is a shame to Buddhism!" Qin Liuxi looked worried and gloomy.

Master Zhicheng's eyebrows twitched, but he heard it. She was criticizing Sang and Huai without saying anything, and even made a fight between them.

"I believe that the master is upright and compassionate, and what he wants in his heart is to find out this bitch who is doing dark things under the banner of Buddhism." Qin Liuxi cursed and changed his voice: "Before this, the master can Can’t you show great mercy first and summon a soul for the mother of Master Ren?”

Master Zhicheng: "..."

You've said everything, what can I say?

Hongyuan had long figured out that this person was here to cause trouble openly, and his tone had lost its previous gentleness, and he said: "Mrs. Ren lost her soul, it was you who said it. Since you know the magic of Xuanmen, Summoning souls is easy, right?"

Qin Liuxi showed a shy and embarrassed expression and said: "Look, I am only sixteen or seventeen years old, how much cultivation can I have? To be honest, it's not that I haven't tried, but I am not good at learning... …”

She clicked until she clicked and laughed a few times.

Ren Ting and others: If they hadn't seen her ability with their own eyes, they would all believe this pretense.

After hearing this, Hongyuan's eyes quickly flashed with a hint of sarcasm.

Zhicheng, however, looked at Qin Liuxi without leaving any trace. The one who calculated that Namo Temple would be in disaster was talking about this incident, or was he referring to this person?

"Master, do you think?" Qin Liuxi blinked and said, "Mrs. Ren is also a great philanthropist. She participated in giving out a lot of sesame oil. Master shouldn't just watch her wait for death, right?"

"Amitabha." Master Zhicheng clasped his hands and said, "The poor monk doesn't know the inside story, so he may not be able to summon him. But let's give it a try. If it doesn't work as expected, please forgive me."

"Master has mercy." Qin Liuxi said again.

Since they were going to use the altar to summon spirits, they naturally had to prepare a few things. Qin Liuxi and others retreated outside the main hall and waited.

Zhicheng took the cinnabar drawing talisman, and Hongyuan stepped forward with a frown and said: "Master, they are obviously making trouble without reason, why do you still agree? The disciples don't believe it, they really dare to mess around in the temple, just a Tongzhi."

Zhicheng glanced at him and said: "Quit being angry and impetuous. You have to do the whole show, you know?"

Hongyuan opened his mouth, looked at Qin Liuxi outside who looked like he was ready to cause trouble at any time, and said softly: "But compared to the Ren family, that boy with unknown background is more fearful to the disciples. Don't listen to her nonsense. It was clear that the incense burner exploded after she had offered incense, but the disciple couldn't see what she had done to the incense burner. He intuitively felt that she came for the temple, and the holy Buddha... "

Zhicheng's eyes narrowed: "Did you mention the Holy Buddha?"

His eyes were so sharp that Hongyuan felt a slight chill down his back, and muttered: "It's not the disciple who mentioned it, she said so herself..."

Wait, did Qin Liuxi say the words "Holy Lord Buddha"?

From the beginning to the end, she seemed to have said that the lady had invited two Buddha statues back from the temple, and she did not mention the word "Holy Lord".

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Hongyuan's forehead.

A hint of anger flashed in Zhicheng's eyes.

What a waste!

"What else did you say?"

Hongyuan shook his head and his voice became lower and lower: "It's nothing. I don't think she paid attention to it, let alone mentioned the Holy Buddha. She shouldn't know about it."

Zhicheng became more and more angry and said, "But she can say that the lady served the Buddha with her body and sacrificed her soul. She only lost two souls and six souls."

He glanced at Qin Liuxi who was standing outside, and when he saw her looking in, he gave a gentle fake smile, feeling a little anxious inside.

If it is true that she sacrificed her soul as she said, it must have been dedicated to the Holy Buddha. Why is there still one soul left?

Everyone else had already sacrificed their whole souls. How could such a mistake happen when it came to Mrs. Ren?

Hongyuan said: "How about the disciples find all the monks and drive them away?"

"Wouldn't that just give all the clues to others?" Zhicheng looked at him as if he was mentally retarded. He was simply stupid.

Hongyuan felt a little aggrieved. Wasn't he thinking about Namoji?

Zhicheng is also annoyed. He has attracted so many people because Mrs. Ren still has a soul in her body. If she is dead, how can such a thing happen?

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly. That was all, as long as that place was not exposed, it would be fine. As for setting up the altar, it was just a show.

While Zhicheng and the others were preparing the altar, Qin Liuxi was also looking around through the little paper figures he had left in the side hall, asking Zhicheng to summon souls, just to delay some time and to see what kind of performance Zhicheng could perform. , if you can get Mrs. Ren’s soul back, it will be a real gain.

As for what she said before and after, whether she was respectful or disrespectful to the Buddha, she silently said in her heart, Lord Buddha, I am trying to bring order out of chaos and cross boundaries to clean up the door for Buddhism.

Buddha: You are quibbling!

Qin Liuxi was multitasking. On one side he followed the little paper man to check what was wrong, and on the other side he looked at Zhicheng and the others with deep eyes.

These monks don't have any evildoers on their bodies. They are clean and tidy. Is it true that they have not harmed anyone, or are they extraordinary in their methods and not leaving a single leaf behind?

However, there was no evil barrier, but Qin Liuxi could see the lust for money on Hong Yuan's face, which was incompatible with his gentleness.

The altar was ready. Master Zhicheng purified his hands and offered incense. He also put the birthday and personal belongings of Mrs. Ren that he had received from Ren Ting into a copper basin. Then he sat down cross-legged on the futon in front of the altar and began to chant sutras.

Lan Xing walked to Qin Liuxi and asked softly: "Can a monk also summon souls?"

"A high-level monk can also exorcise evil spirits and kill demons." Qin Liuxi said with a cold expression on his face, "Some Buddhas are very powerful."

For example, the so-called evil Buddha Silo.

Lan Xing stopped talking and watched Master Zhicheng holding Buddhist beads with his hands and chanting Sanskrit that he didn't understand, and retreated to Qin Liuxi.

Qin Liuxi was very curious about how this Zhicheng could summon souls, but he saw him chanting, took the talisman from Hongyuan, lit it and put it behind the copper basin, when a gust of wind blew.

Zhicheng's expression changed, and his fat round face seemed to show a hint of joy. He took Hongyuan's yellow and white paper again and burned it. He read Sanskrit faster, but his face was also a little pale, as if he was powerless.

Qin Liuxi: "!"

What are you doing, changing the soup but not the medicine? This is not much different from Taoist spiritualism. They both use talismans and yellow and white things.

Qin Liuxi quietly glanced into the void with the corner of his eye, but saw that after a strong wind passed, water ripples appeared in the void, as if something was coming.

Really summoned?

However, as soon as the thing stuck its head out, it saw Qin Liuxi first, blinked, put its head back, and ran away.

Damn it, why is the little evil god of karma fire here?

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows, it was actually Zhao Yin Chai.

Zhicheng was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of old blood: "?"

Why did the clerk run away before he opened his mouth? Why did he cooperate with him to create a scene?

"Host." Hongyuan was shocked.

Zhicheng opened his eyes, waved his hands, wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up with a pale face, looked at Ren Ting with pity on his face, and sighed: "The poor monk has consulted various gods and Buddhas, and the soul of the female donor Ren has been converted." I, the Buddha, have gone to the West to serve the Buddha!"

Qin Liuxi looked at him with a half-smile.

Monks don't lie?

I just want to watch you act quietly and watch your nonsense!

Ren Ting's face turned green: "You old bald donkey, are you trying to trick me? You just recited a few sutras and said that my mother went to serve the Buddha. You are fooling me like a three-year-old child!"

Hongyuan said in a deep voice: "Donor, you didn't see that the presiding master has vomited blood. That's the backlash of internal injuries that only occur after praying to God."

Zhicheng raised his hand: "Amitabha, this poor monk is a monk. He is doing his best without telling lies."

As he spoke, he shook his body and turned paler.

"That's all, Master has tried his best." Qin Liuxi sighed and looked at Ren Ting: "Maybe this is Mrs. Ren's fate."

Ren Ting's face turned pale.

Qin Liuxi said to Zhicheng again: "Master, it's getting dark. Can we stay overnight in the guest house?"

Hongyuan thought to himself, if he stayed overnight, he would not be worried about the lost Mrs. Ren?

Zhicheng curled his lips and said, "If it were a normal day, it would be fine. But unfortunately, as the Buddha's birthday is approaching, the guest house is already full. If you don't mind, although the monk's dormitory is simple, it can still be occupied by people."

"No need." Ren Ting was unwilling.

Qin Liuxi said: "Then let's hurry back to the city."

Zhicheng clasped his hands and bent down.

Qin Liuxi walked a few steps outside and said, "By the way, I wonder if Master Zhicheng has ever heard of Lingxu Palace?"

Zhicheng's little little finger trembled slightly when he folded his hands. He raised his head, but his expression was blank: "Lingxu Palace? I've never heard of it. Does the donor think this Buddha statue is related to the Lingxu Palace you mentioned?"

Qin Liuxi looked at his little little finger and said meaningfully: "If it is related, then the matter will be simple."

The evil image came from you. If it is related, then you are colluding with each other. Don't make excuses. I have already found the secret of Namo Temple.

You’re here late~