The citizens who came to offer sacrifices were very respectful. Now they gathered in small groups and waited to place the sacrifices on the altar. It was said to be an altar, but it was actually a three-foot-long platform, and the altar had already been placed.
It is full of all kinds of strange and strange things. Because of the long years of worship, monks will take the initiative to help clean this table every time. Otherwise, let alone entering the temple, it would be so piled that even a foot would not be able to set it down.
At this time, the citizens of the city had already made a large number of offerings. Young monk Hui Xing had been looking for the little girl whose stone was lost before. Although there were more people, Hui Xing was also a monk with good cultivation. He was among the crowd at this time.
After searching for a long time, I finally found the little girl.
Although the eyebrows could not be seen clearly, it could be seen from the stiff movements of the little girl looking back and forth that she must be a little nervous. The moment he saw her, the little monk Hui Xing was obviously a little happy, and he immediately hugged her
Holding on to the stone, he tried to squeeze through.
"Little benefactor, little benefactor, this is your thing. The poor monk is here to return it to you."
However, the residents of the Underworld Ghost Realm are basically unresponsive to outsiders, so no matter how Hui Xing calls, the little girl is just looking for her own tribute. There is no way, the little monk Hui Xing can only fly
He reached above her head and tried to put the big stone into her hand.
While Hui Xing was working hard, Chang Sheng glanced at the little girls who seemed to be sensing something and looked at them without the tribute, and felt a little worried. Would this little girl be okay without the tribute?
The next moment, three or four of the residents who were jostling each other stretched out their hands to distribute their tributes to the little girl, and touched the little girl's head with stiff hands. Obviously they liked her very much.
Take care of it.
"..."
Changsheng couldn't help but feel ashamed of his own thoughts. They were obviously a family living in harmony.
At this moment, the little monk Hui Xing had come to the top of the little girl's head and placed the stone on her outstretched palm. When he saw his landscape stone suddenly appearing, the little girl's slow movements seemed to be...
Speed up! She stared closely at her landscape stone, as if she couldn't believe it. She stared at it tightly, then raised her head happily and walked towards the altar excitedly. Because the lost landscape stone was still
With the gifts from other residents, the little girl's tribute at the moment turned out to be the largest among this group of people.
Even if you can't see the face, you can still feel the heartfelt joy emanating from the child.
The little girl placed all the sacrifices in her hands on the altar, clasped her hands together, and prayed devoutly. Then she walked to the leaving crowd and slowly squeezed out. She just walked out of the temple.
Before, she looked back at the direction where the young monk Hui Xing was. But this movement was very subtle, so she couldn't tell for a while whether the other party was looking at the young monk Hui Xing.
"The little girl is watching Hui Xing?"
"I don't know, it must be an illusion. Residents of the Underworld Ghost Realm rarely react to outsiders. It is probably a subconscious reaction during their lifetime."
The few Buddhist practitioners around me discussed it for a while and then put the matter aside. It shouldn't be such a coincidence.
No one took this matter seriously. To be honest, in the underworld where everything is possible, although such situations are special, they are not unheard of. But even if they get the reaction from these residents, there will be nothing special.
When this happened, everyone no longer had any expectations for it. It has to be said that some people did think that receiving special treatment from the residents of the Underworld Ghost Realm would lead to other different treatments, such as what kind of resource adventures would be waiting for them.
But in fact, there was nothing. So everyone gradually stopped thinking.
There was only Wu Sishang. He looked at the little girl who was walking away, and then at the little monk Hui Xing who was so happy that his eyes were narrowed when his brothers touched his head. He didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, the aura on his body was a bit weird.
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"Wu Si Shang?"
Changsheng called him, feeling that his reaction was a bit strange. Remembering that there were very few living people in the world in the blue sky, he asked in a low voice.
"Are you from this world?"
"Why does the Immortal ask that?"
Even though he was caught off guard and asked such a question, Wu Si Shang remained calm. He even asked a question in return. In the background were the residents of the Underworld Ghost Realm who left like a tide and then returned to their previous positions. Their movements were stiff and weird, and they were totally confused.
It doesn't look like a living person. And in this background is Wu Shang's fearless laughter.
"Could it be that after seeing the situation in the underworld, the immortal began to doubt me, a rare sober person?"
"...Exactly."
I originally wanted to say a few more words, but I didn't expect to receive such a straightforward answer from Chang Sheng. Even Wu Si Shang, who was covered in thorns at the moment, couldn't help but choke.
After a long while, he spoke helplessly.
"I am the child of a monk who came here before. Because I have no spiritual power and an unlovable personality, I was abandoned when I was young. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Changsheng was a little surprised. Not only because of this answer, but also because of the frank and natural attitude of the other party when he said this. There was no flaw at all. Could it be that what he said was true?
But are there really parents in this world who abandon their children because they have no spiritual roots?
As if he could see what Chang Sheng was thinking, Wu Si Shang laughed, which seemed a bit sarcastic.
"People like you, Xianchang, who are born ignorant of the sufferings of the world, will naturally not understand the sufferings of abandoned people like us. I think you must have been loved by your family since you were a child, right? Otherwise, how would you habitually make things better?
Guessing about it? Hehe, you guys who have everything since you were born..."
Changsheng was silent for a while. In fact, she wanted to say that she didn't seem to have been so favored since childhood. For a period of time, she was also an abandoned existence. But it seemed that it was powerless to say anything at this time, so Changsheng didn't say anything more, just
He looked at Wu Si Shang quietly and asked him to go with him.
"Let's go, we can hardly catch up with them."
"You really are..."
Wu Sishang was already prepared for Changsheng to fall out with him, but he didn't expect that the other party would just talk about it lightly? This made him seem very fussy and unmanly!
Feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, Wu Sishang let out a long sigh and followed him.
I silently decided in my heart that I would never argue with this immortal over this issue in the future. I always feel like bullying a little girl. Wait! How old is this immortal now?
"Xian Chang, how old are you this year?"
"Almost twenty-three. What's wrong? Why did you hit the pillar?"
"...It's nothing, I just feel a little itchy on my forehead."