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Chapter 510 Buddha will bless you

Lin'an City, Zhijiang Province.

As the capital city of Zhijiang Province, it quickly restored order and prosperity after experiencing a supernatural crisis.

Here is the famous temple in the country - Foyin Temple.

Foyin Temple is inextricably linked to many myths and stories. It is quiet, holy and refined.

Although it is a temple, it occupies a large area and is grand and solemn, a typical Zen temple building.

The main hall adopts Tang Dynasty Han-style beams, brackets, caissons and other architectural forms. Beams, columns, door frames, and corridor walls are covered with various reliefs of different paintings.

The patio, sutra hall, and Buddhist hall surrounded by the foyer and front porch form an overall building.

The weak cypresses hang upside down like vines, and there are no branches on the eaves. The incense in the shadow hall is long and continuous, so many people come to worship.

There is an endless stream of good men and women, the incense is strong, and the door is like a market.

However, in such a serious and holy place, something in the apocalypse has extended its claws here.



In the main hall, the smell of incense lingered for a long time, and a middle-aged woman was kneeling respectfully on the futon to worship the largest Buddha statue in the middle.

He murmured softly in his mouth.

"Please bless the Buddha and help my son recover quickly... He is still so young and has not experienced life yet, so he should not suffer from this disease."

"Buddha bless me, I would rather endure ten times a hundred times the pain, I just hope my son can get better."

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless..."

The woman knelt on the futon, her eyes moist and her voice choked with sobs.

Although a young monk on the side heard what the woman said, he still maintained an indifferent expression and was indifferent.

As him, he has seen too many such scenes and heard too many such things...

He only needs to say one thing to the woman at the end: Sincerity leads to spiritual success, and Buddha will bless you.

Then, collect the incense money.

Perhaps this is the so-called Buddha's salvation of destined people.



However, just when the young monk thought everything would be as usual, the earth suddenly shook violently!

The vibration was not big, but the fruit on the table in front of the Buddha rolled down. The candle flickered for a few times and then calmed down immediately.

Everyone's expression changed.

"earthquake?"

"Impossible, how could there be an earthquake in Foyin Temple?"

"Then just now..."

"It's the Buddha who has appeared." The young monk on the side suddenly said.

He walked forward, clasped his hands together, and said with an indifferent expression and a calm tone: "Every donor is sincere, the incense continues, the heart is clear, the Buddha appears, and the things you kneel down to worship will slowly come true."

"Really? So I really will have three wives?"

"..."

"Will someone buy my bankrupt company at a high price?"

"Hahaha, with the blessing of Buddha, Buddha has appeared. My cancer will be cured and I can live another sixty years."

"My weapon can go up to 15!"

"I can change my wife!"

"I can rise to the top!"

"I can win the lottery!"

"I can get a high official position and a generous salary!"

"I can become a big star!"

"The old man in the family is finally going to die?"

"I...I, I can finally get hard?"

"..."

The young monk listened to the desires of these people and repeated with a smile: "Buddha will bless you..."

And at this moment, the door of the main hall suddenly closed with a "clang"!

Before anyone could react, the door was firmly locked by a force!

People outside were confused about the situation and thought... it was closed early today.

But the people inside fell into a kind of ignorant ecstasy and fanaticism, shouting "Buddha appears" loudly, their faces flushed with excitement, and their blue veins popped out.

Only the young monk silently walked to the corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the abbot's number...

At this moment, a holy, refined, solemn voice sounded without warning.

"I will fulfill your wish."

For a moment, everyone was quiet, and their eyes all focused on the Buddha statue in the middle.

The gold-plated Buddha statue glowed faintly at this moment. The more you stared at it, the more realistic you felt that this Buddha statue was.

In the end, it felt as if the Buddha was really sitting there in the cross-legged posture, with golden light behind him and Sanskrit sounds flowing in his ears.

"Plop, puff, puff..."

At this time, more than ten people in the main hall knelt down and began to kneel and kowtow towards the Buddha statue.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of kowtowing became louder and louder, and gradually, the skin on their foreheads began to break, and blood overflowed from their foreheads, leaving blood stains on the ground repeatedly, becoming increasingly red.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"Hello? Is there anything going on over there in the main hall?"

"what sound?"

"Xiao Wu, speak."

At this time, the young monk was also kneeling on the ground and kowtowing heavily to the Buddha statue. His cell phone fell to his side, and the abbot's voice kept coming from inside.

"I will fulfill your wish."

"..."



Not long after, many people gathered outside the main hall.

Among them, monks from Foyin Temple account for the majority, while those so-called good men and women are constantly being "invited" out.

The abbot with a white beard looked a little anxious, because more than a dozen strong monks could not open the door of the main hall, and the sound coming from inside was a bit frightening.

It sounded like a chorus of kowtows, but if you listened carefully, the sound was obviously too loud, and there was also the sound of something breaking from time to time.

Like, broken bones.

Then the sound was a little sticky, as if it was hitting a pool of viscous liquid, and the sound seemed particularly dull.

"The people from the Arbitration Court are already on the way and will be there in ten minutes." A monk said beside the abbot.

The abbot kept circling a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, faster and faster, and he didn't know what he was saying in his mouth.

"Click!" The Buddha's thread broke, and the Buddha beads scattered on the ground, making a crisp sound and rolling around.

"The prayer beads are broken..."

The abbot was frightened, and his cloudy eyes showed deep fear.

"Quick! Quick! Break the door open!"

"Abbott, this..." A monk hesitated to speak, but finally said.

"Abbott, the main gate of the main hall is made of century-old mahogany. If it is smashed... then..."

"Smash!"

The abbot's voice suddenly became louder, and his wrinkled face showed unconcealable tension and fear, "It's important to save people!!!"

At this moment, many monks finally understood that they should be "in trouble".

Thinking of the supernatural incident not long ago, their temple also sent many eminent monks to save the people, but the news they brought back was directly banned by the abbot.

However, they still saw a lot of videos from Vientiane.

Could it be that this time, their Foyin Temple will become the center point of a crisis?

The monk started to knock on the door, but at this time, no one was not nervous.

After smashing it open, you should be able to know what happened, right?

……


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