The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 101 The Queen's Stunning Concubine 28
"Bai Yuqing?" An old voice suddenly broke in, sounding hoarse.

"Hey, that's right..." The person next to him agreed, then looked over in surprise and found that it was an old lady, "How do you know?"

"My son had an accident a few days ago. While repairing the roof, he accidentally fell down and lost his life..." The old woman seemed to be over sixty years old, with gray hair.Her eyes were full of sadness, and the corners of her eyes were inevitably wrinkled.

"I'm just going to find that great disciple and ask him to perform a method for my son."

When the people around heard that the old woman's son had died, they sighed for a while, and each said a few words of comfort to her.

After all, people always sympathize with the weak.

After a while, the old abbot came out of the temple slowly in a red cassock, and the people in front of the temple rushed up...

"Master Abbot, can you calculate the marriage for me..."

"Master, do the fortune-telling for the little girl..."

"Master Abbot, we are here to offer some sesame oil money to the Buddha..."

The old abbot raised his hand, motioning for everyone to calm down first, "All benefactors, let's talk one by one."

Seeing this, the old woman stepped forward and stood at the front of the team, and begged: "Master, I have heard for a long time that the Ciguang Temple is a treasured place where the Buddha shines, and I also heard that the eldest disciple Bai Yuqing is the chosen mage, can you ask him to perform a method to save us?" my son..."

The old abbot's eyes seemed to flicker, and after a while, he smiled kindly and answered for him: "Of course, what day does the benefactor want to do?"

"Five days later, it's time for the temple fair, maybe... my son's soul can also feel some excitement." The old woman was very grateful, and she pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, which looked quite permeable. people.

"That's good." Although the voice of the old abbot was old, there was an inexplicable power to comfort people's hearts.He called a monk next to him, said a few words, and the monk turned around and walked quickly into the temple...

The monk had a face-to-face meeting with the little novice, and Bai Yuqing, who was staying in the main hall, learned about it from the little novice.

He didn't seem to have any special reaction, and after a long time, he responded, "Got it."

From time to time, there are people who come to him to do the practice, and he has met all kinds of strange people.

Oh, no, all kinds of strange dead people.

The method of death is different for each corpse that needs to be done.

Bai Yuqing moved the beads with his hands, closed his eyes slowly, and said something...

"On the day of the practice, I will accompany you." The girl's voice was uneven.

Bai Yuqing's hand that was pulling the Buddha beads stopped suddenly, and after a while, he continued to move, "For the practice of the Dharma, the poor monk can do it by himself, and don't bother the benefactor."

Yin Ran'er folded her arms around her chest and gave him a fixed look, then her expression became loose again.She looked indifferent, walked to the central Buddha statue in a few steps, picked up the tribute and ate a few mouthfuls.

Well, it's pretty fresh.

It seems that the villagers around here really believe in their gods.

In a blink of an eye, seeing the letter-sign holder next to the tribute, she lowered her head and curled her lips inexplicably.

The little brother still kept his eyes closed, chanting Buddhist scriptures tirelessly.

She calmly put back the bloody letterhead that she took away a few days ago into the letterbox, turned to look at her little brother, her eyes deepened a little...

I hope your Buddha will not let you down too much.

(End of this chapter)