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"Oh? Do you want to read your palm? It's easy to say Judging from your palm reading, you can see that the blood is rushing into the sky and the ghost is broken for five rounds. Are you a butcher?"
"Humph, so many people know me, Old Liu, so what if they know that I am a butcher?" The strong man named Liu said confidently, but he felt guilty in his heart.
It wasn't because this "charlatan" told him that he was a butcher, but because the other party's hand, which looked so bony, gripped his wrist like an iron hoop. Not to mention pulling his hand out, he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. Can't even send it!
"Yes, but it's rare for a butcher to come to the temple to offer incense." Wang Banxian nodded.
Before the strong man surnamed Liu could answer, someone from the crowd of onlookers shouted: "That's right! People like you will go to the eighteenth level of hell if they worship Buddha again!"
Butcher Liu turned his head angrily, but with so many people there was no way he could find out who it was. Just by the sound of his voice, he should be a woman.
Moko Zen Temple has opened its doors, and female pilgrims can also come in and worship Buddha and pray in the front temple
"Did you have nightmares at night recently, so you came here to say goodbye?" Wang Banxian asked with a sly smile.
Butcher Liu remained silent, but the others were talking about it, secretly thinking: Could it be that this "cruel" Butcher Liu also has nightmares?
"And what you dreamed about was not the animals you killed, but 'hell', right?" Wang Banxian continued.
Butcher Liu¡¯s face turned pale: ¡°That¡¯s right, that¡¯s right¡¡±
Wang Banxian continued to smile and said nothing. Butcher Liu thought of something, gritted his teeth and took out some silver coins from his arms, and handed them to Wang Banxian. They originally wanted to donate incense money to the Main Hall.
"Taoist Priest, what do you think"
Wang Banxian flipped the silver coins, and then said: "I don't think it's important. I think about it every day and dream about it at night!"
Butcher Liu glared, if he couldn't beat him, he would have done it long ago!
"But, but"
"Did you think that killing pigs and sheep was not a bad thing?"
"That's not true"
"That's right! It's because of the recent revival of Buddhism. I hear people talking about hell and retribution every day, so I have a lot of troubles. Just be like before! The principles in Buddhism are to make you less troubled. It¡¯s not to cause more trouble. If it doesn¡¯t work out, just think, you kill pigs and sheep not just for yourself, but sell them to others? There will be retribution, and there will be three to five hundred households to accompany you to carry it."
Wang Banxian waved his hand as he spoke: "Next, there is someone waiting behind you!"
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????But how to use the antelope horns and completely calm sound skills to "interfer" the other party's will is not something ordinary liars can do!
But this Wang Banxian is disguised as Wang Zhen, so it is nothing new to be able to do this.
Butcher Liu instinctively followed Wang Zhen's wave and took a step back, only to see an old monk appear in front of the fortune teller at some unknown time.
There were obviously many pilgrims around, but no one noticed how this kind-looking old monk came in!
"Amitabha, the old monk also wants to ask about bad luck. I wonder if your Majesty can do it?" the old monk raised his palms and said.
There were already a lot of discussions among the crowd
"It's Master Wanbei! Master Wanbei is here!"
"Master Wanbei is a disciple of Zen Master Qianye. He is going to take action. How can he be a thief and not beg for mercy?"
"Master Wanbei, this person did some pickling in a quiet place in Buddhism. You must punish him"
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It has to be said that from the looks of the two of them, the Taoist priest Wang Zhen pretends to be is a buffoon no matter how you look at it.
"But Wang Zhen didn't have the self-consciousness of a buffoon. He smiled evilly and said, "Easy to say, easy to say"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it in front of Wan Bei.
Wan Wan smiled sadly: "I don't have much money with me as a monk. How about the Taoist priest tells my fortune once and I recite a sutra for the Taoist priest?"
For others, wanting to hear Wanbei recite sutras is something that is hard to come by. Some even shouted that they would pay for Wanbei¡¯s hexagram in advance, and invite Wanbei to come to the house to recite sutras, and even offer incense!
"Hey, this fortune telling also depends on whose fortune is being told. If you tell the fortune for the little novice monk at the door, you will have enough money for fortune telling."
"You are so bold! Could it be that you are saying that Master Wanbei's sutras are not valuable?" A pilgrim took the initiative to stand up and shouted.
Wang Zhen doesn¡¯t understand either. This person is so violent, so what¡¯s the use of worshiping Buddha?
Wang BanyanAfter hearing this, he smiled slyly and said, "No, no, it's not that Wanbei's sutras are not valuable, but that his sutras are not as valuable as his life."
"You!" The man was at a loss for words. He couldn't say that Wanbei's Sutra was worth more than his life, right?
"Hmph, you are a charlatan, how dare you ask for your 'life'!"
Wan Bei was not worried, but instead took off his cassock: "Taoist Master, this cassock was given to me by my master, why not use it as hexagram gold?"
"Well, the few pieces of jade on it are worth a lot of money if they are removed"
In the eyes of a half-immortal, the most worthless thing is Wan Bei's sutra, followed by his life, which are not as valuable as these few gems decorating his cassock!
Seeing Wang Banxian holding the cassock steadily with one hand, Wan Bei's eyes moved slightly
In fact, Wan Bei is already competing with each other. If Wang Zhen listened to him chanting sutras before, it was just to see who has a stronger will. If "Wang Banxian" is really a charlatan, I am afraid he will really be converted
However, Wang Zhen didn't accept the move because he thought it was troublesome, so Wan Bei tried it with the cassock again. Before the cassock was handed to the "Wang Banxian", the few gems embellished on it were all cast with the earth-based "Taishan Pressure" spell. It seemed that It's ordinary, but in fact it weighs ten thousand kilograms!
Wanbei had to summon up his magic power and could barely hold it up by holding it in both hands.
However, the seemingly skinny palm of "Wang Banxian" could be held firmly. Not only was it a hand, but Wan Bei didn't feel any trace of using magic power on his body. He seemed to be just an ordinary person, even he was still squatting. There is no sign of the little Maza being unable to bear it
"What do you mean by the great monk? How is your marriage?" Wang Banxian looked provocative.
"Taoist Master, you can do whatever you want. But if you become a monk and live far away from the mortal world, you may not be able to calculate the fate of your marriage." Wan Bei said.
"Not necessarily, I think your marriage is about to come, great monk, but it is not luck, but an old friend from the past. I will have a chance to renew my relationship with you" Wang Banxian said leisurely.
Wanbei himself remained unmoved, but the other pilgrims who were watching cursed one after another.
However, Wang Banxian went his own way and continued: "But there is also a catastrophe. If it passes, I will be reunited with my wife and children. If it doesn't pass, my thousand years of cultivation will be gone How about it? If you want to overcome the tribulation, you have to pay extra!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com