Di Wanguo has never believed in the theory of gods, Buddhas and ghosts, but the monk invited back by the steward Uncle He really looked at it for a few moments. The scene was thrilling, not only shocking, but also very entertaining!
I saw him waving his monk's robe left and right a few times, and his empty hands suddenly had a big golden face plate, and then shouted: "Buddha walks through the universe, and there is nothingness!"
The big golden face plate was thrown to the ground with a clang, but strangely enough, the big golden face plate immediately bounced up after landing and spun around in a sideways position.
Everyone was so frightened that they did not dare to express their anger. The monk took the opportunity to sit cross-legged, counting the big Buddha beads in his hands, and reciting aloud scriptures...
The big golden face kept turning, and when it seemed that it was about to slow down, the monk flicked his sleeves and started to move faster again.
After almost seven or eight minutes, the monk suddenly stopped chanting, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the paper money!"
"Quick, quick, quick, give the master both the paper money and the paper ingots!" Mrs. Di shouted with piety.
Lao Sang quickly handed the paper money and items he had prepared long ago into the monk's hands.
After the monk put the pile of paper money on the ground, he quickly retracted his hand, and the pile of paper money spontaneously ignited inadvertently!
A smile appeared on the corner of Di Wanguo's eyebrows. This master must have a background in juggling, and he was probably a magician...
In the eyes of Mrs. Di, she was completely shocked. She opened her mouth wide and didn't even see the master light the fire. The paper money actually burned on its own. Wasn't that the Buddha's appearance?
So he led a group of servants to kneel down and kowtow to the pile of flames.
Seeing that the pile of paper money was about to be burned up, the monk suddenly shouted: "A pious man's heart is calm, and the Buddha will reveal the universe!"
There was just a clang sound, and the big face plate suddenly fell towards the pile of paper money that had almost been burned.
After that, the monk took off his cassock, covered his golden face, and said: "Amitabha, sin, sin, sin..."
After a few seconds, Mrs. Di cautiously said: "Master, is this ritual done?"
The monk said: "It's done. Donor, please use a pious heart with respect for the Buddha to understand the true meaning of the Buddha."
"Oh... ok, ok..." After the emperor kowtowed three times to the big washbasin covered by the cassock, she took off her cassock, raised her face to take a look, and murmured to herself:
"Master, it's just a pile of burnt paper money and ashes. Any tips?"
"Amitabha..." The monk clasped his hands and said, "This world is like this. Many things are different from what they appear to be. The donor, the Buddha's reminder, is inside..."
"Buddha's tip?" Mrs. Di said as she took an unused incense stick and carefully dug through the pile of paper ashes.
Suddenly, she discovered that there seemed to be something tactile among the pile of ashes. When she carefully scattered the ashes, she discovered that a piece of paper money with a light yellow tint had not been completely burned.
Picking up the yellowed piece of paper money and looking at it, Mrs. Di was so surprised that she opened her mouth wide and said, "What a hint..."
"What hint!" Di Wanguo, who had been watching with a cold eye, pretended to be very excited and walked over in order to make the play more realistic. He took the paper money from his wife's hand and said, "Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, can we have a peaceful future?"