I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Yang Zhao was dumbfounded when he heard this, because the language spoken by the beautiful woman in black this time was neither Chinese nor the language of this world.

She didn't understand at all, Yang Zhao sweated all of a sudden.

She is now acting as a translator. If she can't understand the two sides, she can't communicate with each other. What should I do if I make the beautiful woman in black angry?
These little bean people may not be in danger of life, but she will never escape.

It can be said that the beautiful woman read a passage, but seeing that Yang Zhao didn't translate a word, she immediately stopped talking, and her face gradually turned cold.

Yang Zhaoyou had an invisible weight on his body, and his heartbeat became faster and faster, tending to jump out of his chest.

"senior……"

Just when she was about to explain something, a few Xiaodou people whispered to each other, and one of them stood up.

"Amitabha, Donor Yang, the passage that the female donor just read seems to be the Sanskrit "Lianhua Sutra", but her pronunciation is very different from now, I can't guarantee that what I heard is correct .”

Yang Zhaoru was pardoned, and hurriedly told the news to the beautiful woman in black.

"Senior, a master has heard which scripture this is, or let them all recite this scripture, can you listen to it?"

These Xiaodouren monks also saw her difficult situation. Upon hearing her words, several monks stood up and organized other monks to stand up.

The beautiful woman in black: "Although the accent is a bit strange, it should be correct, but you are talking about two hundred monks, are there only two of them who can recite scriptures now?"

Yang Zhao's familiar Chinese sounded throughout the small space.

"In the future, these Qianji beans will be kept by my people. I will leave a few magic tools to ensure the safety of these Qianji beans, and all you have to do is wait for the Qianji beans to be damaged. , Send a new batch in."

"I will leave you a pair of weaving bells to protect the safety of these machine beans. Be careful not to let them be eaten by my son, so as to save trouble."

"It's okay, you didn't fool me. Although these people have mortal bodies, the effect is a bit worse, but fortunately, there are more beans, which can always make up for it."

Yang Zhao: "You've wronged me, this junior doesn't mean that."

She wiped her sweat with her sleeve and began to communicate with these monks in Chinese.

The beautiful woman in black finally smiled, she waved her hand, and the young man next to him who brought Yang Zhao in came over.

Obviously, after seeing the images displayed in this space just after chanting sutras, these people all wanted to stay here, and no one raised any objections at all.

"Hmph, the little girl is not very old, and her bones are still quite hard. Okay, I will trust you again."

"You also know that I am young here, sleep a lot and wake up less. After he wakes up, these monks will chant Buddhist scriptures to help my son enlighten his wisdom. Of course, my son is not in a good temper right now."

The beautiful woman in black also understood the rest of the words.

After all the monks finished chanting, all kinds of visions disappeared like dreams and bubbles.

The beautiful woman in black: "Why, are you in such a hurry to get something?"

"How about this, these lead machine beans will only be summoned after my son wakes up, and they can just go back when they fall asleep."

The Sanskrit sounds are bursting like sea tides, and the voice is solemn and ten-fang accented.

"Senior, you misunderstood. What you said is Sanskrit. Only masters with advanced cultivation can study Sanskrit here. Other monks seldom study it. But our monks can use our own language to understand all scriptures. Read it, or would you listen to it again?"

The beautiful woman in black frowned and listened, and the little bean people stopped after reciting a paragraph.

This is a great opportunity, not only for Yang Zhao, but also for the two hundred monks.

Although Hei Meifu couldn't understand what Xiaodouren was saying, seeing Yang Zhao's expression didn't look like a fake, she agreed to it.

The Xiaodou monks looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes, each of them pressed down with excitement.

"When I finish telling you the rules, the benefits will definitely be indispensable to you."

8000 people, with and without education, and reporters from Deshou, got up from their seats, put their palms together and made an oath to the Buddha: World Honored One!We should also spread this sutra widely in other lands.So what is it........ "

"Senior wants to listen to the Chinese version, so we need everyone to do it together."

Yang Zhao discussed the situation with the monks.

"What is the Lord's order?"

"Senior, they agreed, it's better for me, I will come here often to see, if there are fewer monks, I will add them at any time."

Then the more than 200 monks clasped their hands together, starting with one of them, and the other monks followed by chant.

Yang Zhao secretly pinched his spirit power to support his creaking bones, not wanting to kneel down, and tried his best to maintain his steady speech.

The beautiful woman in black raised one hand, and two small bells appeared on her hands.

As she spoke, she smiled to herself.

This time, the face of the beautiful woman in black completely softened.

Yang Zhao just woke up from a dream: "Senior was joking, how could this junior have the guts to fool you, do you think these monks satisfy you?"

"Senior, these monks have mortal bodies, and their bodies have to eat, sleep and reincarnate the five grains, you..."

Yang Zhao only felt a huge force coming down suddenly, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"At that time, the five hundred arhats in the crowd spoke to the Buddha and said to the Buddha: World Honored One! We also vowed to spread this sutra widely in foreign lands.

So those little bean monks who heard it at the beginning folded their hands together and recited Sanskrit together.

This is equivalent to entering the factory to work, and the factory provides food and housing. After this group of people are injured and tired and unable to work, Yang Zhao is like a black-hearted intermediary, and then introduces more people to the factory.

The beautiful woman in black took out a booklet from her bosom and stuffed it to Yang Zhao.

"My delay in this lake for one more day has already caused the dissatisfaction of the old Fuxian. I can't keep it today. You will be in charge of these traction beans in the future."

After finishing speaking, the beautiful woman in black looked away, and Yang Zhao felt his body lighten up, and the circulation of his spiritual power was greatly accelerated.

"All living beings in the evil world in the future will have less good roots, more and more slow ones, greedy for profit and offerings, increase bad roots, and stay away from liberation. Although it is difficult to teach, we should read and recite this sutra with great patience, hold the words, write, and do all kinds of things. To make offerings, at the expense of one's life..."

The brilliance is like a golden light gradually rising, and the curl is like a lotus flower.

Seeing this, Yang Zhao asked, "Senior, do you think this is it?"

The young man took the bell and held it in both hands.

"My lord, please rest assured that the little one will definitely handle this matter well and live up to the trust of the lord. However, the little one's cultivation is superficial, so it won't work for the little bell."

The beautiful woman in black put down her hand and poured a cup of tea.

"Don't worry, you don't need your spiritual power, you just need to shake it, and it will protect people by itself. You have to work hard, and after five years, this pair of bells will be rewarded to you."

"Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord."