A loud noise came from the main hall, which startled everyone. Is this a thunder in broad daylight?

Hongyuan's expression changed, he apologized, and hurried over. Qin Liuxi threw a paper man on the ground. The paper man suddenly disappeared and disappeared everywhere.

Qin Liuxi followed him to the main hall, and everyone naturally followed him to watch the excitement. Seeing this, they subconsciously looked at Qin Liuxi.

Honestly, what did you do when you offered incense just now?



But I saw that the incense burner in front of the Buddha had exploded for some reason, and the incense ashes were everywhere. Some sparks that had not been completely extinguished even ignited and smoked under the silk cloth of the incense table. Hongyuan poured water and poured them out.

 However, this mess made his gentle smile disappear at all, and he turned to look at Qin Liuxi.

 She just said she wanted to burn some incense, but the incense burner exploded.

 She did it!

 But he had no evidence.

Qin Liuxi looked innocent and said in surprise: "How could the furnace explode for no reason? The quality of the incense and the incense burner tripod is not very good."

 Everyone: “…”

  Did they feel like they were gloating after hearing this tone?

I feel like I have glimpsed the grand truth: How did it explode? You have no idea?

Hongyuan took a deep breath and said: "The air is crisp in the autumn, and the air is dry and the food is dry, so it is indeed easy to fry the aroma."

Yo, this can be reconciled. Does this make it difficult for her to answer the phone?

impossible.

"I see. I thought the Buddha was dissatisfied with something. For example, some people used his old man's name to do some shady things." Qin Liuxi raised his head and looked at the Tathagata Buddha. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Now Looking at its face, it was no longer as kind as before, and even looked ferocious for a moment.

  Interesting.

A sound of footsteps came one after another.

Everyone looked over and saw a middle-aged monk with kind eyes and a round body like Maitreya Buddha walked in with a Buddhist bead in his hand, followed by several monks.

 “Host.” Hongyuan stepped forward and bent slightly.

Qin Liuxi looked at Master Zhicheng and met his eyes. The other person's eyes were very calm, as if there was no disturbance in his eyes.

Master Zhicheng clasped his hands and bent slightly towards Qin Liuxi, recited Amitabha, and then looked at the mess in front of him.

Qin Liuxi noticed his eyebrows beating.

Hongyuan has already used the reason of dryness to say that the incense burner exploded.

Master Zhicheng asked warmly: "Did you hurt the pilgrims?"

 “No, there was no one in the temple at that time.”

Master Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the Buddha has blessed you. Please clean it up and tidy it up. Don't cause a fire." He then looked at Qin Liuxi and others: "These donors want to offer incense, so they might as well move it first." Wait a moment?"

Zhao's mother took the lead and said urgently: "Master, I am Mrs. Ren's personal wife. Do you still remember? Master, you have touched us and blessed us."

Master Zhicheng looked at her for a while, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, is the female donor troubled by something?" "Yes, it's still a big deal." Qin Liuxi stepped forward, took out the evil Buddha statue again, put it in front of him, and said : "Mrs. Ren invited two Buddhas from your temple to worship them. She served the Buddha with her body and offered sacrifices with her soul. Now three souls and seven souls are missing. Two souls and six souls are missing. Why don't you come to your temple to find out? But this master Are you saying that your temple does not have this Buddha statue?"

Master Zhicheng took the Buddha statue and looked at it, and said with some astonishment: "How can the donor say that the soul is sacrificed to the Buddha? Even if some believers are pious, it is not like this. Is it wrong?"

“I hope we made a mistake. Don’t you want to ask the master to give you some advice?”

Hongyuan reluctantly repeated what he had said to Qin Liuxi before.

"Amitabha, Mrs. Ren often comes to worship the Buddha and give alms. The poor monk is naturally impressed, but this Buddha statue is indeed not from our temple." Master Zhicheng looked at Zhao's mother and said: "There are indeed some small Buddha statues placed under the Amitabha seat in the side hall. , for the convenience of the pilgrims, please go back and make offerings, because they have all left and the new batch has not been carved yet, so it is empty. Did the donor make a mistake? Hongyuan, go get an old small Amitabha Buddha from Sutra Pavilion. There should be another one over there.”

Zhao’s mother was already a little confused. Did they really see it wrong?

Qin Liuxi sneered in his heart and took a deep look at Zhicheng, then looked at the Tathagata Buddha with a stern look in his eyes and folded his arms with such a scornful look that it made people want to beat her.

 It’s so disrespectful to Buddha.

Zhicheng was not angry at all when he saw Qin Liuxi like this. His eyes were as if he were looking at a naughty junior, very conniving.

Qin Liuxi rolled his eyes at the kind look that was about to pull out the silk.

Hongyuan quickly left and returned with a small Buddha statue in his hand. In fact, Qin Liuxi didn't even need to look at it to know that what he brought must be the Amitabha statue.

Sure enough, Ren Ting and Lan Xing took a breath after looking at it. It was indeed the Amitabha statue, and it was somewhat similar to the evil Buddha statue, but it was not it, and it was easy to mistake it.

 “Impossible, impossible.” Mother Zhao’s face turned pale.

Ren Ting also had an ugly face. Regardless of whether what Mother Zhao said was true or false, if it was true, then they had already made preparations and buried everything that should be buried, hiding it tightly from prying eyes. But if it was false, then they Another trip in vain?

 He looked at Qin Liuxi, what's going on?

Master Zhicheng: "I wonder how the donor learned that this female donor had lost her soul and was not born, old, sick or died?"

Qin Liuxi: "I'm not talented. I know hundreds of millions of mystical arts. Naturally, I have searched her soul for her. Otherwise, how could I have found her?"

Zhicheng clasped his hands together and said with compassion on his face: "Amitabha, our Namo Temple has never produced such a Buddha statue, and I don't know where the donor got it from. He thinks it comes from our temple. This is really an error. "

"So your temple doesn't admit its fault." Qin Liuxi looked at Ren Ting: "You see, your family is quite unlucky. This person who believes in Buddhism will lose his life."

The corners of everyone's lips twitched. This is still in front of the Buddha. If you say such things in front of the Buddha, you really are not afraid of Buddhism as a human being.

Ren Ting looked at Master Zhicheng with pity: "My mother worshiped Buddha in your temple, but she became a living dead. It is simply ridiculous. Could it be that your Nanmo Temple is carrying the flag of a Buddhist temple, but it is harboring filth? , harming people secretly? In this case, I will have to report it to the official to investigate and deal with it."

Some monk was furious: "Donor, please don't say nonsense. We are monks and we cannot tolerate your slander."

"Are you anxious? Something happened to my mother after she invited such a Buddha from you. It's okay for me to seek justice for my mother. It's normal to suspect that you are hiding something harmful. How can you talk nonsense?" Ren Ting snorted: " Maybe there are other innocent victims who, like my mother, worshiped the Buddha until they lost their souls."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was right. Since his mother was bewitched by this evil Buddha and went crazy to preach about Buddhism, then maybe there are other sufferers?

 After all, she can invite two Buddha statues, and so can others.

It was originally published at a normal time, but it was not normal because I felt that the logic was wrong after it was written, so I deleted it and re-wrote it, and revised it again and again. There is still one chapter. I revised it during the day and then posted it. I will edit the chapter first and post it to explain one or two. ~Two thirty in the morning, it’s time to sleep ~ If something comes to mind, I will have to change this chapter