What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 299 Jiang Qi: I’m not a devil either

The puppet placed the tray on the table and left quietly.

Jiang Qi looked at the dim relic and tried to communicate his unintentional thoughts.

However, after several attempts, all failed.

It's not that Wuxin's spiritual thoughts have disappeared. A Dangtang born Buddhist will not be so fragile.

This guy was just pretending to be dead.

Or in other words, I don’t want to talk to Jiang Qi.

Regarding this, Jiang Qi really had no choice. If Wu Xin was forcibly stimulated, the relic would probably break into pieces.

Then Wuxin was completely cool - perhaps this was what Wuxin had hoped for.

Now this thing feels a bit sad but sad.

Abandoned after the plan failed.

"Although I don't know who you are, I remember you."

He smiled a little weirdly and said, "Now, our natural-born Buddha can't even think of anything he can't think of."

Lao Pang chuckled and flicked his fingers again to send out a divine light.

Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows, took two steps back, and signaled Lao Pang to start operating.

"My Buddha is compassionate? Where is the compassion?"

Old Pang smiled toothily and didn't care at all.

"You won't hurt this relic, right?"

But it doesn't have that wild flavor, it seems to have been improved.

The movements of the puppets were still very fast, and within a short time, an endless stream of puppets brought in a lot of strange things.

Jiang Qi smiled and said nothing.

"hehe."

Lao Pang also stopped talking and laughing and began to concentrate on the arrangements.

Wu Xin's face looked a little ugly. He lowered his head and glanced at the relic, then stared at Old Pang without any Buddhist baggage.

Jiang Qi asked.

When Jiang Qi spoke, he had no intention of giving Wu Xin any face.

"Wait until I come out. The young monk will let you know what I mean by Buddha's compassion."

"Buzz!"

Then he didn't crush the snail shell and sprinkled the broken pieces.

As time went by, more and more mysterious things appeared around the relic. Jiang Qi even saw Lao Pang covering the relic with a foot-wrapping cloth.
"All right."

Jiang Qi smiled and said: "You are almost dead now, you are an abandoned child."

Lao Pang smiled at Jiang Qi and said: "There are some materials here that this villain has no right to use, but His Highness has already given instructions to meet all your requirements, the True Lord."

Lao Pang suddenly asked.

Wuxin couldn't pretend that he couldn't see Jiang Qi anymore, and sighed: "The plan failed, you can just watch the monk die, why bother?"

Wuxin gritted his teeth, covered his nose, and said in a muffled voice.

A vague energy that seemed to dissipate at any time appeared.

After taking off the foot wrap, Lao Pang straightened up and nodded to Jiang Qi.

"This time, the villain also took advantage of you."

"Zhenjun wants to communicate with him?"

Lao Pang smiled proudly and said, "I'm not afraid of Zhenjun's jokes. In this Jieyou Pavilion, Lao Pang doesn't dare to say anything else. This little thing is totally fine."

"of course not."

Because he couldn't see what kind of operation Lao Pang was doing.

Hearing this, Jiang Qi nodded and asked, "Do you have any idea?"

However, there is only the upper body, and the lower body is just a puff of smoke, just like a djinn.

Wuxin now is just an abandoned child.

Sure enough, before Lao Pang finished speaking, the relic emitted bursts of golden light through the foot-binding cloth.
Finally, it slowly condensed into Wu Xin.

This is just the beginning.

I saw Lao Pang first throwing the relics casually on the open ground, and then began to dance similar to the ancient witchcraft dance.

Old Pang rubbed his hands, looked at the relic, and said with a smile: "Even if you are a Buddhist disciple, you have to be obedient when you come to Jieyou Pavilion."

Lao Pang quickly stopped, picked up a snail shell, shook it, and sprinkled a few drops of water with the salty smell of the sea breeze on it.

But Jiang Qi's expression became strange.

Wuxin sneered and said, "Do you believe that if I reincarnate now, I will still be a natural-born Buddhist?"

"hehe."

Jiang Qi sneered back and said, "Will you go back?"

Wu Xin fell silent and did not speak.

Because what Jiang Qi said is right.

He will never return to Buddhism.

He is a born Buddhist and one of the most dazzling geniuses of the new generation in the three realms.

Once upon a time, he also took it as his own mission to expand Buddhism, and he was confident that as long as he was given time, he would be able to sit high on the lotus platform and there would be a Buddha statue in Leiyin Temple.

But, not long ago, he knew he was wrong. For Buddhism, Wuxin in the future is naturally one of the hallmarks of Buddhism, but Wuxin now is not as valuable as a Bodhisattva named "Nezha" who is very likely to appear.

So unintentionally became a victim.

Even if you fail, it doesn't matter. Anyway, my Buddha has great supernatural powers. As long as he is reincarnated, Wuxin will still be my Buddhist disciple.

Regarding this, Wu Xin just wants to say: Come to your mother.

"You're right."

Wuxin let out a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Qi.

"I have nowhere to go."

He said.

"Oh?"

Jiang Qi's eyes widened.

"It turns out that our natural-born Buddhist son has passed away without a place?"

Jiang Qi said word for word.

The strange smell almost made even Lao Pang beside him tense up.

Wu Xin stared at Jiang Qi. If he had a physical body now, his teeth would definitely make a crunching sound.

"Is it fun?"

"Not fun."

Jiang Qi couldn't hold back his laughter, but still shook his head firmly.

Wu Xin stared at him fiercely for a long time.

But in the end he relaxed in frustration and asked, "You wouldn't do these things for no reason."

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Remember what I told you before?"

Jiang Qi asked with a smile.

"what?"

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Jiang Qi was talking about.

"When we met in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty before, I said that as long as you nod your head, any of the immortals in the Chan religion can accept you as a disciple."

Jiang Qi pointed at himself with a smile and said, "I'll tell you."

"Even if I transform into a third-generation disciple and become your uncle?"

Wu Xin blinked and asked.

"Even if you become my uncle."

Jiang Qi said firmly: "Buddhism is a waste of talents, but I don't know how to teach."

"As you know, we always prefer to teach with less than indiscriminately, and you are obviously a genius that will never be born again."

"seriously?"

"seriously."

Wuxin stared at Jiang Qi's eyes, as if he wanted to see flaws in them.

But from beginning to end, all he saw was banter and seriousness.

The latter is easy to understand, while the former seems to be saying: Come, come, my door is always open.

"Give me some time to think about it."