The crowded store was full of people who had just been worshiping Buddha.
Round face, protruding belly, swaying body.
Because they worship Buddha all day long, don't see the sun, and don't work much, everyone who comes to the restaurant to eat looks fat and weak, with a hint of laziness on their pale faces.
They came to the food shop, sat together in twos and threes familiarly, bought different meals and ate voraciously.
Everyone ate deliciously and quickly, accompanied by the sound of grunting, the aroma of meat, coriander, and coriander wafting in the air, and from time to time, there was also the sound of quick conversations.
"Why did Lao Li leave after eating? Did he go home to eat?"
"His father has been worshiping for the 29th year, and now is the most critical year. Now he helps his father prepare food every day and brings it back to feed his father."
"Oh, that is an important matter. We have been busy every year, just so that our parents above can become Buddhas."
"This is the end of Lao Li's life. He will work hard in the last year. When his father becomes a Buddha, he will divorce Lao Li's own wife."
"Ah? There is this thing? Why didn't I know?"
"Lao Li kept it a secret because he was afraid that his father would be distracted if he found out about it and would wait until his father became a Buddha before they could divorce."
Lin Xing listened to the conversation between the men and women at the next table with thoughtful eyes.
And the excitement in this shop came and went quickly.
The believers came in a hurry, devoured their food for a while, and then left in a hurry, squeezing into the crowd of people on the street, leaving only tables full of pots and bowls.
At this moment, a bang came from the distance.
It was a man who jumped from the building.
Seeing the man lying in a pool of blood, the believers around him began to whisper.
"Isn't this the Zhou family's mother?"
"Ah? I heard that she will reach thirty years of worship in two years. Why can't you think about it?"
"I have watched my wife from the Zhou family grow up, and she has always been well-behaved and pious. Why did she suddenly become like this?"
"Alas, the old men and women of today are different from our grandparents in the past. Those who cannot bear hardships should not be pushed too hard."
The whispers only lasted for a while, and the crowd was like a never-ending stream of water, rubbing against the body lying on the ground and continuing to flow forward, each returning to a different home.
Several men and women rushed towards the corpse against the flow of people, and started crying when they saw the old man who had lost the breath of life.
However, as the flow of people gradually dissipated, people who came with them began to comfort the crying children, and soon took them back to their rooms.
In the blink of an eye, the street was deserted. Only the body of an old lady was still lying in a pool of blood. Zen sounds could be heard from the surrounding houses.
After about ten minutes, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps, and a Buddha statue over two meters tall came over.
The Buddha statue has a kind face, his eyes are slightly closed, his hands are clasped together, and there is always a faint smile on his face.
The Buddha walked to the corpse and stopped. He reached down slightly with one hand, grabbed the old lady's corpse, and held it firmly in his palm.
Then he turned around and walked back in the direction he came from.
Throughout the process, the Buddha statue always smiled and moved slowly and gracefully.
Bai Yiyi looked at this scene and said in shock: "What is this?"
Dong'er on the side quickly covered her mouth and said, "Don't slander Buddha!"
I saw the Buddha statue that had just been carrying the body away, its head turned 180 degrees at some point, and its smiling face was staring in Bai Yiyi's direction.
It was obviously a smile on his face, but Dong'er's heart felt cold when he saw it.
However, it seemed that he noticed that Bai Yiyi made no further movements, so the Buddha statue turned back again and continued walking out of the street.
It wasn't until the Buddha statue walked away that Dong'er breathed a sigh of relief and pointed out to the three of them: "The Buddha statue that has been enshrined for more than a hundred years has been given spiritual wisdom by the Great Light Buddha."
Dong'er warned seriously: "In this Buddhist city, you must not talk nonsense to the Buddha statue. Once it is considered to be slandering the Buddha, the Buddha statue will directly arrest the person."
Bai Yiyi nodded, and a glimmer of understanding seemed to flash in her eyes: "Buddha statues that have been enshrined for more than a hundred years? Daguangming Temple has been established for so long, and every household is worshiping Buddha. Isn't there many such Buddha statues?"
Dong'er nodded and said: "It is said that everything inside and outside the Buddhist city, whether it is planting and transporting grain, cleaning the streets, or funerals and weddings, are all done by these century-old Buddha statues."
"I heard that the remaining Buddha statues that are two hundred years old, three hundred years old, etc. are all enshrined in the main temple."
Next, Dong'er took the three of them to the place where temporary believers were recruited.
Following Dong'er, Bai Yiyi whispered: "The power of this Buddha statue that has been enshrined for a hundred years is almost the same as the weapons and armor that have been enshrined for a hundred years, right? I look at the movement of the Buddha statue to move people. This strength is in line with the direction of martial arts."
The first lineage is almost there.”
Lin Xing nodded slightly when he heard this, thinking of the sword pill he had used.
Although Lin Xing has stopped using sword pills after reaching the realm where no sword is better than having a sword, he also knows that those ancient artifacts that have been enshrined for hundreds of years have considerable power, basically matching the first inheritance.
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Bai Yiyi continued: "With so many believers under the rule of Daguangming Temple, how many Buddha statues can be accumulated in hundreds of years? If the Buddha statues of two hundred years can exert part of the power of the second pass, and three hundred years can exert the power of the third pass...
…This is a very strong force.”
Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi felt frightened in her heart.
However, she immediately shook her head and denied her guess: "No, no, if they were really so powerful, they would have dominated the world long ago. There must be some limitations or flaws in this."
She turned her head to look at Zhao Wanxi and asked, "Have you ever seen these Buddha statues displayed in the Daguangming Temple in this world?"
Seeing Zhao Wanxi shaking her head repeatedly, Bai Yiyi judged: "Sure enough, the Daguangming Temple greatly hid its military power when it was in this world."
She turned to look at Lin Xing and said, "But it seems that the Daguangming Temple is more dangerous than we previously thought."
Lin Xing said: "It's okay to be dangerous. What I'm worried about is whether the Great Light Buddha... has the ability to distort my mind."
Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Yiyi and said, "Master Bai, if you find anything wrong, remember to try again at any time."
Bai Yiyi waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, your master will help you hold the battle, and I will charge forward boldly."
After a while, a group of people came to a square.
When the few people were far away, they could see many people lying crookedly on the square.
Some people huddled in the corner, while others leaned against the wall and took a nap.
Most of them were wearing shabby clothes, their faces were covered with dust, and their eyes revealed a trace of sadness.
Bai Yiyi asked curiously: "Don't you get money for worshiping Buddha here? Why do these people look so poor?"
Dong'er frowned and said, "Da Guangming Temple doesn't support idlers. Even if you want to worship Buddha, not everyone can do it well."
“Many people do not have enough Zen spirit, lack of qualifications, or they are unable to pray to the Buddha when they get older... In short, if they cannot make up the time for Buddha every month, they will be removed from the list of orthodox believers by the temple.
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"Some of them will come to work as temporary believers. They worship as much as they want, take as much as they want, and worship for a few days and lie down for a few days, and they can barely survive..."
As Dong'er spoke, there was a strange look in his eyes as he scanned the square.
Just because there are many more people in the square at this moment whose clothes and temperaments are different from those of temporary believers.
For example, one of the old men, who was wearing a red robe, looked full of energy and showed an indescribable majesty in every move he made.
Or maybe it was a woman in a luxurious Taoist robe who looked as cold as ice in another corner of the square.
There is also a mysterious man covered in black robes.
There are also those people from all walks of life who are armed with various kinds of swords, guns and sticks, and whose faces are dusty.
There are about dozens of people like this in the square at the moment. At a glance, you can tell that they are incompatible with the entire Buddhist city.
Bai Yiyi's eyes also condensed and she whispered: "Lin Xing, did you see it?"
Lin Xing glanced at the red-robed Taoist, nodded and said, "Well, I didn't expect that the master of the Evil Slayer Sect is here too."
Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi both recognized it at this moment. The red-robed Taoist standing in the corner of the square was the old man who once showed great power in Zhou Tianhui, but later seemed to be scared away by the scholar riding a dragon. He was suspected of being the leader of the Evil Slayer Sect.
Bai Yiyi reminded Zhao Wanxi in a low voice: "Are the cameras on? Ancestor, I have a premonition that a big scene is coming. There may be a scene in front of me at any time where I will be in the limelight. You must not miss it.
Already."
Zhao Wanxi touched the camera hidden in the button and made a no-questions-asked gesture: "Don't worry, ancestor, we are all taking pictures."
At this moment, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked up to Dong'er and Lin Xing. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm Luo Wengao of Bishui Villa. They don't look like the people under the rule of Daguangming Temple.
I don’t know what kind of disciple he is?”
Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi looked at each other and thought that luckily since they entered the territory of Daguangming Temple, they planned to hide their identities and each wore a human skin mask, so they were not afraid of being recognized.
Because of Jing Shiyu's identity as a Tianyi Sect, it was easier for Lin Xing to obtain information about the Tianyi Sect, so they chose to pretend to be a disciple of the Tianyi Sect this time.
I saw Lin Xing clasping his fists and saying: "Tianyi Sect, Tang Si."
Bai Yiyi said: "Tianyi Sect, Daji."
Zhao Wanxi introduced: "Tianyi Sect, Hutao."
Dong'er on the side noticed Luo Wen's lofty look on his face and said casually: "Baijiacun, Dong'er, I am a believer of the Great Bright Buddha."
Naturally, Dong'er was not taken into consideration by Luo Wengao.
When he heard the names of Lin Xing and the other Tianyi Sect, a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed through Luo Wengao's eyes, and he thought to himself: "What kind of level are the masters present? How come the Xingxiao Sect can't even show off to these pretending monsters from the Tianyi Sect?"
Are you invited?"
However, he continued to say with enthusiasm on his face: "A few people who came here want to become temporary believers, are they also here for the secret hidden under the cliff?"
Lin Xing raised his eyes slightly and asked: "Secret? Are you all here for this?"
Luo Wengao chuckled, unfolded the folding fan in his hand slightly, pulled the three of them to the side, and whispered: "Brother, since you are here, why do you need to pretend to be stupid with me? As early as a month ago, the Xingxiao Sect began to spread its influence in the world.
Select heroes and open a secret in Jiangyang Province."