"What's going on here? Don't you even need to settle the account?" Thieves looked around, but saw no one in sight, and the confusion on his face became even greater.
"Maybe he wants us to eat the King's meal!" Chen Jinyuan shook his head and went down to the second floor. He happened to see a waiter rushing out of the back kitchen and running out in a panic.
Chen Jinyuan hurriedly caught him, "Little brother, where are you running?"
The waiter was caught by Chen Jinyuan and became anxious. He said to Chen Jinyuan angrily, "Let me go quickly. Master Yaoyi Guangfa Divine Water, I'm late and there's nothing left!"
The waiter kept struggling, so Chen Jinyuan had no choice but to let him go.
"Great Master Yaoyi? Divine water?" Chen Jinyuan pinched his chin and said to Sanrui, "Let's follow up and see who is this Great Master Yaoyi who can actually make these people go so crazy."
It was almost evening at this time. As soon as I walked out of the hotel, the street outside was already empty and not a soul could be seen. Some stall owners had no time to close their stalls, and their goods were scattered all over the floor, like a mess like wind and clouds.
After turning the street, at a crossroads square, he saw a large number of people gathering in the distance. Chen Jinyuan used Tai Chi Xuan Gong to push through the crowd, and he and the other three struggled to squeeze in.
Twenty meters ahead, there is an elevated structure made of wood that is nearly ten meters high. Beside the elevated structure are two bald monks standing solemnly. There are also several bald monks who are constantly herding them into the group, mouthing
He yelled at everyone to stay away.
A lot of people had gathered in the small square, but no one spoke. Everyone looked very solemn. He pulled the aunt next to him who had her eyes closed, her hands clasped, and her expression low.
He asked in a loud voice, "Auntie, what are you talking about?"
The aunt opened her eyes and glanced at Thief Zhi impatiently, "Young man, don't talk nonsense. If you bump into the Archmage, you'll be in trouble."
"Uh... Madam, who is this Great Master Yaoyi?" Thieves Zhi couldn't help the doubts in his heart and continued to ask.
The aunt was very impatient, "When I saw that you were from out of town, even Master Yaoyi didn't know that. Master Yaoyi is a god on Putuo Mountain. In the past few years, he comes down the mountain every year to spread the sacred water to relieve us.
Disasters and disasters can accumulate immeasurable merit!"
"Oh? An immortal on Putuo Mountain?" Chen Jinyuan also came over after hearing this. In this way, Master Yaoyi should be a member of the Putuo Guanyin Sect. He was just trying to find a way up the mountain. This is a good time. He is leading the way.
Then he came, "Mom, what is the divine water you are talking about?"
"Holy water is holy water, what else can there be? This holy water can cure diseases, and can maintain health even if you are not sick. However, there are only a hundred drops of this holy water at a time. You can't get it without fate. I was also the year before last
When I was young, I asked for a drop of my heart. You see, I am already over fifty years old. You can't tell, right?" When the aunt saw Chen Jinyuan, it was obvious that Chen Jinyuan's face was much prettier than Robber Zhi's.
He spoke softly.
"Uh... yes, it's hard to tell!" Chen Jinyuan smiled coquettishly. From the face of this aunt, it was indeed hard to tell that she was in her fifties. If she said she was in her sixties, I'm afraid more people would believe that in Chen Jinyuan's heart
I couldn't help but murmur, "Isn't this Great Master Yaoyi a fool?"
The aunt was very satisfied with Chen Jinyuan's answer. With a smile on her face, she said, "So I have accumulated a lot of good karma in the past two years. No matter what, I must ask for another drop of divine water today to make me become a better person."
Younger!"
"Uh...haha!" Chen Jinyuanqian laughed twice, obviously choked by the aunt's words.
"Everyone is silent, please invite Master Yaoyi!" At this time, a loud shout came from the front. Chen Jinyuan looked forward and saw a young bald monk standing next to the elevated road, shouting at the top of his lungs.
The aunt was silent for a moment, the smile on her face disappeared, her hands clasped together, and she returned to her pious look. Her eyes were fixed on the elevated structure in front of her, like a little girl waiting for the idol in her heart to appear.
"Crash!"
The petals of many flowers fell from the sky, as spectacular as snow. Then, an old man wearing a white cloak-like monk's robes fluttered and landed on the elevated structure while spinning.
The old man is a bit short and fat, and his head is covered by a wide cloak, but his appearance can still be seen clearly. Although his beard is long and white, his complexion is unusually ruddy, and he does not appear to be malnourished. He is holding the palm of his left hand
A long-necked white porcelain vase with a willow branch stuck in the mouth of the vase. The right hand is raised up in front of the chest. The treasure is solemn, and it feels like a Bodhisattva coming to earth.
"Meet Master Yaoyi!"
As soon as the old monk appeared on the elevated platform, everyone in the square knelt down and knelt down in worship. His shouts were like thunder in the sky, echoing in the square for a long time. Of course, the only one who did not kneel down was Chen Jinyuan.
"How dare you, who are you? Why don't you bow when you see the Great Master!" A monk next to the shelf saw that Chen Jinyuan was still standing. He immediately pointed at the four men and yelled and cursed loudly.
"Uh..." Chen Jinyuan frowned. From the moment the old monk appeared, his face was full of black lines.
The old monk's appearance was gorgeous, but it was purely for bluffing. There was a thin transparent thread tied to his back, and his color was getting darker, so he couldn't see clearly from the outside, but Chen Jinyuan could see clearly.
Chu, the elevated road is leaning against a tall building on the street. On the other side of the roof of the building, there are several young monks struggling to pull the thin line, allowing the old monk to fall to the elevated road gracefully. In other words, these people
It's just a gang of liars.
"Talk about you! Why don't you show respect to the Archmage when you see him? How dare you disrespect the Archmage!" Seeing that Siru didn't respond, several monks came over fiercely. The crowd kneeling next to them saw that Chen Jinyuan refused.
Kneeling down and worshiping, everyone gritted their teeth, fearing that these four elements would offend Master Yaoyi.
Chen Jinyuan relaxed his brows and smiled at the old monk on the elevated platform, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are empty and endured all the hardships. The color of the relics is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from
Sè, sè is emptiness, emptiness is sè, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness. Since in the eyes of Bodhisattvas, kneeling means not kneeling, and not kneeling means kneeling. We sincerely worship the Buddha, admire and just feel at ease. The Great Master has gained
If you are a wise man, you will definitely not care about this with us, right?"
If he stood up to identify the old monk at this time, he was afraid that he would immediately be attacked by the crowd. Chen Jinyuan should have exposed these liars, but after thinking about it, he also wanted to see what the group of guys wanted to show.
When the old monk heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his originally gloomy face. He waved to the monks, who stepped back knowingly.