Chapter 565 Host does not like outsiders

  The squad leader was confused.

   "Do you know why so many people in Fanjing Temple say he is mysterious?"

   "If you know it, do you still use it?"

  The squad leader smiled and continued:

  “The most mysterious thing about Fanjing Temple is not this temple, but the abbot of the temple and the peach blossom forest that blooms all year round.”

   "Flowers all year round? This is too exaggerated, monitor, the news you inquired is too outrageous."

   "Yes, and what's so strange about the temple host."

  They were scrupulous about the little monk leading the way in front. When they spoke, they deliberately lowered their voices, so they sounded like whispers.

  Li Qinian was not interested in these, that is, listening to the excitement, she turned to look at Jiang Wang, only to find that Jiang Wang’s face was a little pale, she patted Jiang Wang on the shoulder:

   "Brother Wu, what's wrong? Your complexion looks so bad, is it uncomfortable?"

  Jiang pursed his lips and shook his head.

  While they were fighting, suddenly a middle-aged man walked towards them. The little monk seemed a little surprised. He looked at the middle-aged man and asked respectfully:

   "Uncle Master, why are you here?"

   "The front yard is too noisy. I heard the movement in the back yard, so I came over to take a look. Sanskrit, why did you bring so many people into the temple?"

  Called the little monk of Fanyin with a guilty conscience:

  "Master, it's no wonder, they will leave after the incense sticks."

  The host has always disliked people from outside the monastery. If the host is discovered, he will inevitably copy the scriptures.

  Uncle Master turned and looked at everyone:

  "Don’t be surprised, every donor, this temple has been under repair for a long time, and it has long since stopped receiving visitors."

   "It doesn't matter, we will go to Zhuxiang and leave immediately." The squad leader waved his hand.

  Uncle Master gave a polite: "You have work."

   turned around and walked towards the backyard.

  The little monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the crowd: "Dear benefactors, please invite them inside."

  He brought everyone to the main hall:

   "I'm going to get incense, all donors, wait a moment."

  Li Qinian looked at the Buddha statue in the main hall. The Buddha statue has fallen into disrepair for a long time, and a thin layer of paint has fallen off. There is no tribute on the table, which looks particularly shabby.

   "I want to make a wish and get rich overnight!"

   "I want to make a wish too, I hope I will be the top pick in the college entrance examination this year!"

  "Bah! Do you think Brother Mi is dead? There is Brother Mi, don't even think about it!"

   "Ah, that's right..."

  Li Qinian's mouth tickled: "Brother Wang, what about you, do you have any wishes you want to make?"

  Jiang raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the Buddha statue, without the awe of ordinary people:

   "I don't believe in gods and Buddhas."

  Wishes can only be realized by oneself, instead of entrusting them to the illusory gods, it is better to do them yourself.

  Li Qinian didn't believe this originally, but after the system 438, she completely changed.

  "Little donors, the fragrance is here, please."

  The little monk handed several people a handful of burning incense.

  Li Qinian took one and bent over:

   "There is work."

  Little monk: "It's okay."

  Li Qinian did not make a wish, and directly inserted the incense into the incense burner on the table.

  Jiang Wang’s mouth rose slightly invisible:

   "Isn't there a wish?"

  Li Qinian smiled and shook his head: "After thinking about it, it's better to rely on yourself."

  So, there were only two of them standing straight in the whole main hall, and they didn't have a single wish.

  Waiting for everyone to finish making wishes one after another, Li Qinian suddenly heard the sound of wooden fish.

   She moved her ears slightly, turned her head sideways, and saw a figure at the door at a glance.

  (End of this chapter)