My Three Realms Red Envelope Group

Chapter 833
"Grandpa!"

"Haha, don't get excited, just adjust the atmosphere!"

Chi Yun sent a strange smile,
"So far, no abnormalities have been found. I have even visited the Dharma Hall, the Meditation Hall, the Bell Tower, the Kuixing Tower, the Buddhist Pagoda, and even the abbot's room, and found nothing!"

"Well!"

Chen Xin narrowed her eyes, and saw the thousand paper cranes flying towards the most majestic hall in the middle——

Guanyin Temple.

It is said that Xiangshan Temple is the dojo of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and Avalokitesvara Hall is naturally the place with the most pilgrims, so there should be no Tibetans.

Moreover, there are nearly a hundred lawyers, and there are almost 200 relatives and family members in total. It seems impossible that so many people are hiding inside!

At this time, Chen Xin seriously suspected that the Thousand Paper Crane was malfunctioning, but there was no other way to do it now, so he could only go in and have a look first!

"I'll go into the Guanyin Hall to have a look, and then you can look elsewhere, by the way, don't miss the toilet!"

Chi Yun: "Brother, do you think toilets can hide people?"

"Anyway, I would rather miss it than let it go!"

Chen Xin bit the bullet and said, "Hurry up, the longer the time, the more dangerous it is! Also, you can show off a little more, understand?"

"Understood, received!"

Let's not talk about what happened to Chi Yun, let's talk about Chen Xin walking into the Guanyin Hall, and found that he was right, there were indeed crowds of pilgrims in the Guanyin Hall.

I saw Guanyin stepping on a golden lotus, with a solemn treasure, a vivid face, slightly looking down, and earrings hanging down his shoulders.Wearing a round neck shirt with wreaths on the chest.The left hand holds the clean bottle, and the right hand holds the willow branch.

Rows of pilgrims knelt on the ground devoutly, praying in low voices, all kinds of voices were intertwined, and the incense was very strong.

Under the throne of Avalokitesvara, on the right side is an old monk in cassock, with a thin face and drooping eyebrows, reciting scriptures in a leisurely manner.

In fact, outsiders can hardly hear it, they can only judge from his squirming lips that he is chanting.

On the other side, there are also two middle-aged monks chanting scriptures,

Other than that, Chen Xin didn't find anything.

However, the moment he turned around, he suddenly narrowed his eyes!
He felt that when the two monks who were chanting scriptures saw him, there seemed to be a slight flash of coldness in their eyes.

Not an illusion!

Chen Xin's sensing ability is so powerful that she can't make mistakes.

But when he looked back, the two monks had returned to the benevolent appearance of monks, knocking on the wooden fish with one hand, and holding the Buddha ceremony with the other, with their eyes downcast, reciting scriptures.

On the surface, nothing could be seen, but when Chen Xin looked at it again, she suddenly smiled,

"It turned out to be a fake monk, but I thought it was real!"

His voice was not too loud, but it overwhelmed the pilgrim's voice appropriately. The eyelids of the two monks jumped wildly when they heard this, and the frequency of knocking on the wooden fish also became chaotic for a moment.

Although it was very subtle, how could it escape Chen Xin's piercing eyes!

Moreover, from one of them, Chen Xin smelled a trace of aura belonging to a great congenital master.

Great master, it's nothing to him, Chen Xin doesn't care, he locked his eyes on the two monks, and said with a sneer:
"You two, is it interesting to pretend again?"

The entire Avalokitesvara Temple seemed to be quiet for a moment, the old monk's hand trembled, and a string of Buddhist beads was pulled off and scattered all over the ground.

The expressions of the two middle-aged monks changed. They raised their eyes to look at Chen Xin, and said with an ugly expression:

"How did you see it?"

Chen Xin glanced at the bald heads of the two of them and said, "Because your two heads are too shiny, obviously you just shaved them."

Although they are all bald, the old and the new are different, and the freshly shaved head has a kind of trace.

"This doesn't mean anything, can't the monk shave his head every day... No, you are cheating!"

One of the monks was startled and angry, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Chen Xin said indifferently: "It's not a scam, I heard you say 'how did this kid find him, what the hell!' That means you know me."

Hearing this, the two middle-aged monks opened their mouths and looked like they had seen a ghost.

He did scold Chen Xin just now, but he hardly made a sound. Even if others saw it, they would think he was chanting.

How did Chen Xin hear it?
Those ears are too pointed!
"Chen Xin, you are indeed a talent... No, it should be said that you are a genius. Unfortunately, geniuses die very easily!"

A slightly fat middle-aged monk suddenly laughed, very strangely.

"Oh? You people are not enough to kill me."

At this time, among the pilgrims, a few figures swaying back and forth stopped swaying, and drew their weapons from their arms.

But those pilgrims kneeling on the ground trembled and dared not move at all.

Some other pilgrims, who were belatedly aware of the situation, turned pale with fright, turned around and ran away with a strange cry.

But as soon as he took a step, his legs softened inexplicably, and he fell to the ground.

"Oh?"

Chen Xin narrowed her eyes and looked at the cigarette curling up in front of the altar, "Is this incense poisonous?"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, got up and walked to the altar, worshiped devoutly, and a faint voice came from his mouth,
"The monks don't commit crimes, how can they poison them? This is Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, which can block people's meridians and make their limbs weak."

"Hehe, what a monk!"

Chen Xin tried to use her zhenqi, and sure enough, as the old monk said, it's okay to not move, but when she got lucky, her limbs went numb, and her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

"In order to deal with me, you don't even let the pilgrims go?"

Chen Xin's face changed slightly. He originally thought that even if there was a trap, he would not be in front of so many people. Unexpectedly, these people are so insane that even ordinary people will not let them go!

The old monk turned around, glanced at the fallen pilgrims, and said calmly:
"The Dharma is boundless, and they will forget everything by then."

Chen Xin wasn't sure how the old monk made those pilgrims forget what happened here. The Dharma is boundless, it's pure nonsense, how is this possible? !
"Brother Chen, did you find it?"

At this time, Chi Yun ran in from outside in a hurry, and Chen Xin hurriedly shouted:

"Don't come in, hold your breath!"

"what's the situation?"

Just as Chi Yun stepped in with one foot, he hurriedly retracted when he saw this, but it was too late.

There were at least eight great masters around, and two Void Core Realms attacked at the same time, and the terrifying energy immediately overwhelmed Chi Yun.

"Fuck!"

Chi Yun only had time to slash with a knife before being sent flying, turning into a small red dot in an instant, and flying to nowhere.

At this time, the corners of the two middle-aged monks' mouths curled into playful smiles,
"Master Chen, Li Bao and Deng Linming's family have destroyed many masters in your hands. How could we be unprepared? Now you have nothing to do, right?"

Chen Xin smiled wryly, "I really didn't expect that a dignified family of Chinese medicine not only did such things as kidnapping hostages, but also colluded with the monks in the temple. It's too unexpected!"

The old monk's eyebrows trembled, and he denied it: "The benefactor is serious. I just earn some incense money for the temple. I will not kill people, set fires, steal or rob. Don't slander me."

A trace of disdain flashed in Chen Xin's eyes, and he suddenly asked:

"Then may I ask the Elder's name?"

The old monk hesitated for a moment and said:

"Old monk Jin Liang."

"puff!"

Chen Xin almost burst out laughing,
Pointing to the old monk, he smiled and said, "You...you are so similar!"

He remembered a plot in Journey to the West, that is, the Tang monk and his disciples passed by the Guanyin Temple, and the presiding elder Jin Chi in it had the same virtue as the old monk Jin Liang.

Hypocrisy, greed, smugness, willingness to hurt people's lives for a little benefit, but refuses to admit it.

Could it be that Elder Jinchi was reincarnated?

The old monk looked confused, not knowing what Chen Xin meant, "The benefactor is so big-hearted, he can still laugh."

Chen Xin's expression changed, and he said, "Anyway, it's already like this, crying can't change it, why don't you smile more!"

At this moment, the faces of the two fake monks changed, and the fatter one immediately shouted: "Abbot, what are you talking about with him, let's get rid of him and take him back, and other things will be easy."

(End of this chapter)