Fang Lin and others followed the young monk to a side hall, and saw a kind-hearted monk standing in the middle of the side hall, clasping his hands together and saying: "Old monk Guangzhi, today I am consecrating and praying. I wish all devout donors good health and good health."
No evil will invade."
"Meet the master."
Most of the people in the crowd looked pious and spoke politely.
But the four of them, Fang Lin, seemed dumbfounded and completely out of touch with others.
On the ground in front of the great monk, twenty futons were neatly arranged. The young monk invited Fang Lin and others to kneel down on the futons.
After Fang Lin and others knelt down on the futon, the great monk Guangzhi sat in front, banging the wooden fish and reciting scriptures.
After a while, Fang Lin, who was sitting on his knees in the front row, suddenly frowned slightly.
Because, from the wooden fish, he saw traces of golden ripples, like ripples on the lake surface when stones were thrown into it, spreading out wave by wave and penetrating into the bodies of everyone present.
Only Fang Lin could see these golden ripples, and there was a peaceful aura faintly emanating from them.
As the golden ripples rippled into everyone's bodies one after another, everyone kneeling here felt peaceful and peaceful in their hearts.
If you just look at his kind-hearted appearance and peaceful Qigong aura, you will be convinced that Master Guangzhi is an accomplished monk.
However, the death of Song Xiaoqi's parents made Fang Lin always have doubts in his heart.
Not only Fang Lin, but also Shen Ke and the others also had suspicion in their eyes.
After all, Shen Ke and others also preconceivedly believed that Master Guangzhi was the culprit who killed Song Xiaoqi's parents.
However, as time goes by, Shen Ke and others feel more and more unreliable.
This Master Guangzhi is obviously an eminent monk with profound Buddhist teachings. Song Xiaoqi is only a child after all. Could it be that she made a mistake somewhere?
Master Guangzhi stood up after reciting the sutra.
The young monk on the side came over with a Buddha plate in his hand. In the Buddha plate, there were twenty rosewood beads.
Master Guangzhi said: "These beads are all blessed by me and have been blessed by the Buddha's Dharma. If you wear them on your body, they can keep you safe and avoid disasters."
"Thank you, Master!"
Everyone was overjoyed and held the wooden beads strung with red strings in their hands as if they were treasures.
When he arrived in front of Shen Ke, Master Guangzhi's eyes lit up with a hint of surprise.
Immediately, Master Guangzhi said solemnly: "This female donor, I see you have blood on your face and a black cloud on your forehead. I think there will be a catastrophe of life and death soon! I'm afraid that my Buddha beads that have been illuminated
, I can’t avoid this disaster for you.”
Shen Ke blinked and looked at Fang Lin at a loss.
Fang Lin stood up and asked, "Master, why did you say this? This friend of mine has always been blessed with good luck, so he won't face any disasters, right?"
The young monk next to him took two steps forward and scolded: "Since Master Guangzhi says there is, then it is. How can you say something disrespectful and doubt the master?"
Why don't you apologize quickly so that the master can help your friend resolve the disaster?"
Master Guangzhi smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
Everyone in the world is stupid, so we need to practice hard in front of the Buddha to enlighten the world."
As he spoke, he bowed to Fang Lin and said: "If you don't believe in this donor, don't believe it. Just wait until Lao Monk's words come true in the future. If the female donor encounters misfortune, please don't blame Lao Monk for not helping.
There is nothing I can do about it."
When the people around heard this, they couldn't help but started to persuade: "Hurry up and apologize to the master, let him help her solve the problem!"
"Young man, I'd rather believe that something exists than something that doesn't exist!"
"Master Pu Hui is a famous holy monk. Young man, you must not disrespect him and you must not disbelieve him!"
Fang Lin's eyes flickered and he suddenly smiled and said: "Master, please don't blame me. I just asked casually. I also ask master to resolve this problem for my friend. No matter how much it costs, we will not hesitate."
After he finished speaking, he winked at Shen Ke. Shen Ke understood immediately and said: "I also asked the master to help me resolve the disaster. The little girl is very grateful."
Master Guangzhi stroked his beard and smiled, but said impatiently: "In that case, please ask the female benefactor to move and follow me to the Yangxin Palace. I will be ready to resolve this disaster for the female benefactor."
Fang Lin asked: "Master, don't you want to pay for your intervention?"
Master Guangzhi was stunned for a moment, then said: "Incense and money are all about your heart, you can have more or less.
Just give me this disciple."
After that, he said to Shen Ke: "Female donor, without further delay, come with me quickly."
Shen Ke glanced at Fang Lin with some worry. Fang Lin gave her a reassuring look and asked her to leave.
As soon as Shen Ke and Master Guangzhi left, Fang Lin's soul floated out of his body and followed Shen Ke openly.
With Fang Lin's cultivation level, if he didn't want others to see his spirit, few people in the world would be able to detect it.
On this side, the young monk handed the empty Buddha plate in front of Fang Lin and said: "Donor, please."
This costs money for incense.
Fang Lin smiled nervously and said: "Since Master Guangzhi has said it, it is more or less his intention, then..." As he spoke, he took out a coin from his pocket, jingled and threw it into the Buddha. In the dish: "I happen to have a coin here, but I haven't had the chance to spend it, so I'll pay tribute to the master."
The little monk's expression changed and he hummed, "Okay, as long as you feel good about it, you can do whatever you want."
After saying that, the young monk was unwilling to stay for a long time and ran away quickly with the Buddha plate in hand.
For a time, the huge side hall was filled with tourists like Fang Lin, not even a monk.
Huang Changmao came to Fang Lin worriedly and asked: "Hey, will something happen to Miss Shen?
In my opinion, that old monk doesn't look like a good person, he must have evil intentions towards Miss Shen!"
Fang Lin said: "It's okay, don't worry, I have a way to protect Shen Ke.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. Maybe we will know later whether the death of Song Xiaoqi's parents has anything to do with Guangzhi."
On the other side, Guangzhi took Shen Ke all the way to a remote Yangxin Hall. There was no one in the Yangxin Hall, and there was a Bodhisattva statue enshrined in it.
"Female donor, please kneel down in front of the Bodhisattva statue and tell the Bodhisattva what's on your mind. If you speak sincerely, I will be able to do the magic with half the effort later."
Entering the Yangxin Hall, Guangzhi said pleasantly to Shen Ke, took out his lighter and lit the oil lamp beside him.
The oil lamp was lit, and a faint, strange fragrance slowly filled the entire heart-nourishing hall. It smelled very good.
Guangzhi raised his brows slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, turned around and slowly closed the door of the hall.
