The setting sun shines on the small courtyard of the Xicheng Courtyard in the Green Clothes Outer.

After Ning Zhenzhen had dinner, when she returned to Sicheng's courtyard, she found Sima Xun, Huang Yufeng, Wang Qingshan and eight others waiting in the courtyard.

They were bathed in the sunset and were smiling at her.

Even if I can see her every day, I still have to be amazed at her beauty every time I see her.

It is a pleasure to come to Xicheng every day.

Ning Zhenzhen glanced at them lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Si Cheng, have you heard of it?" Zhao Zhihua asked with a smile.

Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "It's inexplicable!"

"About the rain in Vajra Temple." Zhao Zhihua sighed: "This is absolutely impossible to be wrong. Many people see it, it's really raining."

"There are strange phenomena that come from heaven. Some say that the Buddha of Vajra Temple blesses the rain and brings down the rain. Some say that the abbot Master Fakong casts the buddha mantras to bring down the rain." Huang Yufeng said: "There are always talking crazy outside, and there are all things to say. Now the Vajra Temple has closed the door and will not allow pilgrims to enter, otherwise the threshold will be trampled!"

Ning Zhenzhen's eyebrows moved gently.

"It seems that you haven't heard of Si Cheng yet." Zhao Zhihua smiled and said, "But Si Cheng, you have a close relationship with Master Fa Kong, you should know the real news, right?"

Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "What does it have to do with us whether it rains in Vajra Temple? Do you think you are too idle? Have you found out the matter in Tianhe alley?"

"This..." Everyone hesitated.

They really failed to find out.

There is a wealthy businessman in Tianhe Lane. They suspect that he is a secret spy of Dayong, but this kind of thing still requires evidence.

The Green Clothing Outer Office has a transcendent position in the court, but it is still within the court system. It cannot be rampant and must act according to the rules.

This wealthy businessman is not without roots. Without sufficient evidence, the people behind him will never give up.

"The matter hasn't been completed, I still have this leisure!"

"This matter is extraordinary, Si Cheng." Zhao Zhihua laughed and said, "If it is really raining from Master Fakong, then you must be aware of it."

"What's the point of seeing the rain? Go and go!" Ning Zhenzhen waved her hand and entered her main hall.

Others were talking in the yard.

Zhao Zhihua found that Sima Xun was a little weird.

In the past, Sima Xun was extremely active in front of Ning Zhenzhen, but now he has no energy at all, as if he was beaten by frost.

"This Master Fakong is said to have supernatural powers in his body, so he was named the Master of Dharma."

"What kind of magical powers do you have?"

"I don't know this."

"Does the Lord need his help in the rain to relieve the disaster? Haha..."

He laughed after he said that.

This is indeed a bit unreliable.

"This may not be impossible..." Huang Yufeng said.

He personally experienced the Fakawa Rejuvenation Mantra, which was really magical and magical that ordinary people could not imagine.

Just a string of Buddhist beads, it has such magical power just because it blesses Master Fakong's mantra.

It is not impossible for Master Fakong to use his supernatural powers to rain.

"Old Huang, you are now fascinated by Master Fakong's life-saving grace, and you feel that Master Fakong is omnipotent."

Huang Yufeng smiled.

Let's just as they said.

They have never seen the magic of Master Fakong, so they don’t believe it, and there is no need to force it.

Because I changed myself to them, I thought the same way.

Listening to the ears is false, seeing to the eyes is true, and others cannot always listen to all the words.

Seeing that Sima Xun was silent and worried, Zhao Zhihua couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Brother Sima, what's wrong?"

Sima Xun shook his head.

Zhao Zhihua said: "Are you having a quarrel with Si Cheng?"

He felt that this was the only reason.

Sima Xun is usually a person with strong will, full of confidence and even arrogance, and will not be hit by others.

The only one who can hit him and make him depressed is Si Cheng.

"It's not about Si Cheng's business." Sima Xun waved his hand: "Stop talking about me. Since you are curious, why don't you go and have a look?"

"I can't see it." Zhao Zhihua said disappointedly: "The Vajra Temple has closed. Oh..., I'm too lazy, it's even earlier than we paid for it."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence."

"It's absolutely impossible to be a coincidence, because it's too accurate. There is no rain outside the wall of Vajra Temple, only rain inside the wall. You must know that Vajra Temple is not square!"

"If it were between the appearance of Vajra Buddha and the supernatural powers of Master Fakkong, I would probably really have to choose the latter."

"Well, it makes sense."

"There is another possibility..." said human.

“What?”

"Is there any treasure?" the man said excitedly with bright eyes: "Treasures that can condense water vapor, such as water droplets."

"Haha!" Everyone laughed.

This is just a legend, a fictional thing.

"Anyway, I think that people cannot have such supernatural powers. Wouldn't they become gods when they walk on clouds and rain?"

"Old Jiang, what is the magical power?" Zhao Zhihua shook his head: "That's the magical power, do you understand?"

"I'm not doing anything yet?" Ning Zhenzhen's voice came from the main hall, which made their ears numb.

Everyone scattered and went back to their rooms.

Ning Zhenzhen was in his room, holding his jaw to ponder, feeling vaguely that this must be caused by the Buddhist mantra of Dharma emptiness.

It seems that the senior brother has learned a new Buddhist mantra.

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

"I've seen Master Fakong!"

"Good morning, Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong!"

...

The early morning Suzaku Avenue was covered with mist and the sun had not yet come out.

The fresh air mixed with the mist, mixed with various fragrances, forming a unique scent of fireworks in the early morning.

The streets were already lively, and people were having breakfast in groups of three or three.

Wherever Dharma Kong passed, people were polite and respectful.

Fakong wore a purple gold robe, and he nodded slightly to return the favor.

Lin Feiyang and Fanning Zhou Yang followed him, falling behind half a body to avoid blocking people's sight and making people angry.

When we arrived at Guanyun Tower, the guests still held some rituals.

When they sat in the seat, people stopped and occasionally glanced at them, showing curiosity and exploration.

"Well!" Lin Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief: "It finally calmed down!"

Fanning smiled and said, "The senior brother is getting more and more famous, especially this time this rainfall, everyone recognizes the senior brother."

Lin Feiyang said, "This time they are much more respectful, not as perfunctory as before."

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "These are all temporary, so don't pay too much attention."

In fact, he felt very happy.

But he also knew that these people were not believers and could not provide him with the power of faith. He followed the trend for a while and quickly recovered as before, so he did not pay much attention to it.

What is really important is some believers.

At this time, an old man with white beards and eyebrows stood up, hesitated for a moment, came to Fakkong, and tithes.

Fakong saw that his beards and eyebrows were all white, his face was rosy, his skin was delicate and without wrinkles, like a baby, but his cultivation was only in the Tianyuan Realm.

It is obviously a magical skill of cultivation, and he smiled and said, "What's the matter with the donor?"

"I Zhu Xianzhi, I dare to ask Master Fakong."
To be continued...