My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 282 Can you afford to pay for this temple?

Everyone’s eyes were on the three children sitting obediently behind Mianmian, without any sense of existence at all. Some people also looked at the cats, dogs, and chickens occupying two futons.

That’s right, Bai Bai and the others also followed, lying down on the futon in a pretentious manner, pretending to listen attentively.

At this moment, Mianmian is being targeted, and Bai Bai has changed from lying down to sitting down. His round wolf eyes are staring at Yonghui, and his little head is thinking about how to deal with Yonghui.

 “Animal zombies?”

“It doesn’t look like it. I think they are three other children.”

“It doesn’t even look like it. She has fair skin and a tender face, and she still looks like a normal little baby.”

Some people were just discussing, while others wanted to get started. They quietly approached Ying Miao and used the Bagua Mirror on Ying Miao.

Ying Miao looked expressionless and stared at the mirror for a few seconds. Then she looked up at the person using the mirror, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

With this kind of thing, you still want her to reveal herself? I can't even break my sister-in-law's illusion charm. Let's wait for the next life.

 “No response to the Bagua Mirror.”

“Master Yonghui’s words can’t be wrong, these should be the ones!”

“I can’t tell, I really can’t tell, Master Yonghui is still the best.”

“No, why didn’t Master Qingxu and Master Yongjue say anything? The three of them are all highly qualified people, so it’s not like that.”

Finally, someone mentioned Qingxu and Yongjue, and someone else said: "Taoist Master Qingxu is also the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau, appointed by the state. If you can't even tell that this kid is carrying a monster, then it's better not to take the position of director." .”

　　Not everyone has always stayed in Beicheng, some have been practicing hard in seclusion.

In order to make progress, I wanted to participate in the Dharma Assembly in Beicheng, so I came to Beicheng in advance to squat before the Dharma assembly was about to start. These people had no idea that Qingxu and Mianmian had known each other.

Qingxu heard everyone discussing and poked Yongjue: "Hey, old bald donkey, we can't be silent anymore."

Yongjue said: "What silence? I just want to watch the junior sister's special performance, don't use your feelings to speculate on my thoughts!"

After saying that, without waiting for Qingxu's reaction, he raised his voice and said: "You mentioned my name, but I heard it. I am very close to Junior Sister Mianmian, and of course I know who Junior Sister Mianmian and her friends are, no. Of course it’s because they are dedicated to doing good!”

Yonghui heard Yongjue say this point of view, and her eyes fell on Yongjue: "Senior Brother Yongjue's words are wrong. To be good or not is not something we can say casually, just like my understanding from reading the scriptures, It cannot represent the supreme Buddha Dharma."

 The two old monks looked at each other, one was smiling and the other was expressionless.

Mianmian quietly pressed her nephew's ear and said with emotion: "Mianmian feels like he is reading a storybook. They sound so uncomfortable when they talk."

 In my mother's words, she is well-mannered.

Su Chenjin raised her lips and smiled softly: "Yes, I think so too."

 Actually, he had had this idea for a long time, but it was just his sister-in-law who said it first.

 But Su Chenjin’s eyes fell more on Yong Hui of Fahua Temple. As the abbot of Fahua Temple, Yonghui usually does not appear easily in the crowd. Some people want to see him, but not everyone can see him. It depends on the fate.

The place where Yonghui meets his guests is in the apse of Fahua Temple. The apse is a place where tourists and pilgrims cannot set foot. It is patrolled and guarded by monks all year round.

The last time Fahua Temple hosted a Dharma conference was three years ago. At that time, it was not like now, with so many people coming. The main reason was that no one dared to show up for fear of being attacked.

 This year is an exception. So, can we go to the apse this year?

When Su Chenjin was thinking, Yongjue followed Yonghui's words and said, "What do you mean, do you have a way to know whether they are wholeheartedly doing good?"

After hearing this, Qingxu flicked the fly whisk and narrowed his eyes again. He is a thin old man, and his robes are already loose. When he behaves like this, he really feels like a fairy.

Mianmian found it amusing to see it, covering her mouth and smiling at Qingxu.

Qingxu also winked at Mianmian, like an old naughty boy.

Mianmian saw that Qingxu was dressed upright but acted in such a funny way. She became playful and imitated Qingxu's winking action.

An old man and a young man just played games in the distance, completely ignoring the anxious atmosphere in the square after the confrontation between the two old monks.

 After Qingxu's death, his eldest disciple was very helpless.

According to the words of Master Yongjue and Master Yonghui, the next step is to prove that the friends of the young uncle are wholeheartedly doing good. Once you really prove it, the room for operation will become larger.

If the monsters and zombies around the young master's uncle are "evil", wouldn't the young master's uncle be in trouble again?

Things are so serious, but the master still wants to play a winking game with the little uncle. Alas, I really don’t know what to say!

Just as the great disciple Qingxu thought, Yonghui's next sentence was indeed: "I really have a way to prove it. If they can enter the square, I can praise the little junior sister for her profound spiritual practice. If they can be calm and composed in front of the Buddha statue, I will admit it." They are dedicated to good deeds!”

As soon as Yonghui said this, the monks around him also agreed.

One of them, Chuma Xian, who worshiped Liu Xian at home, even raised his voice: "I also want to see whether the monsters and zombies that the Su family's aunt has conquered are good or evil. If they rely solely on their cultivation, let them in." , that’s so unfair to those of us who worship the Five Great Immortals!”

“That’s right, during the Dharma Festival, we all have to eat and live together in the square. If they have problems and do something when we are not prepared, wouldn’t we be unlucky?”

“Yes, yes, yes, if the zombies hurt us or harm us, we will suffer a loss if we are poisoned by corpse poison!”

"Taoist Master Qingxu, let me tell you something. You are the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau and you are eating the country's food." Someone mentioned Qingxu and looked at Qingxu. He found that Qingxu was blinking at Mianmian. Be careful of choking on your saliva and coughing until you are out of breath.

He coughed and spoke anxiously: "Qing, Taoist Master Qingxu, cough cough cough cough, you, what are you doing?!"

 The ceremony is such a solemn scene. Taoist Master Qingxu is wearing a purple robe that represents the highest status in Taoism. Why is it so ungraceful?

Someone discovered that he was playing with his little junior sister. Qingxu flicked the whisk again, coughed twice and said, "Oh, since everyone is worried, it's okay if we just test it. What do you think, little junior sister?"

Although Mianmian was playing with Qingxu, her little ears were raised high and she was always listening to everyone talking.

She knew that Yong Hui on the stage wanted to test her friend, so she was not worried at all. She patted her chest and said, "My friend Mianmian, of course she is good-hearted! There is no problem at all!"

 A test is a test, who is afraid of whom?

Even if there is a problem with the test, Xiao Nai Tuanzi is confident that he can save his friends.

Anyway, everyone present is a monk, and there are no outsiders here. In addition to quarreling, she is also very good at fighting! Last time Fentian was a separated soul, so she couldn't get enough of the fight. If she gets hit this time, she should be able to have a good time?

Xiao Naituanzi thought about it and asked Su Chenjin: "Grand nephew, do you think Mian Mian's treasures can afford to pay for this temple?"

Su Chenjin almost choked.

 What is my sister-in-law thinking in her little head? I pat my chest and say I'm not afraid of the test, isn't it because Meranti and the others really have no problem?

 Why do you suddenly think of compensating Fahua Temple now?

But since my sister-in-law asked, he must answer.

“It’s not impossible to demolish and rebuild a mere temple, it doesn’t require my aunt to spend any money.”

 (End of this chapter)