Seeing that his expression seemed a little painful, Xia Wenjin felt a little nervous and reached out to help him: "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't...don't touch me, I'm fine!" Huangfu Jingchen avoided and tried his best to calm himself down.

Xia Wenjin retracted her hand.

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Is this guy so excited? Is there a monk from Bodhi Temple here today, which is really a surprise, and it is normal to be excited."

Huangfu Jingchen said: "Yes, yes. Bodhi Temple is a national temple, and the monks in the temple must be very powerful. I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing!"

Xia Wenjin blinked her big eyes, shrugged her shoulders, and sat down by herself.

Huangfu Jingchen secretly looked at Xia Wenjin and felt relieved when he saw her looking at the stage.

He was a little dazed, probably because he didn't sleep well last night, so he must not be so crazy anymore.

In the middle of the front of the square, five cushions are placed in a single line.

Needless to ask, I must be the master of signing and decoding today.

Someone whispered: "I heard that this master from Bodhi Temple is the nephew of the current presidency of Bodhi Temple. He has a high seniority and a profound Buddhist teachings. His signature is very accurate. I hope I can get his signature!"

"After all, he is a monk in the national temple. Who doesn't want to? It's just that according to my opinion, it's hard, it depends on luck!"

"How many signs will be released today? Have you heard of it?"

"In the past, there were only 200 units, but today there was one more person, which would probably increase fifty, right?"

"I don't know who will be so lucky, it's between 200 and 25!"

...

Xia Wenjin was funny when she heard it. If it really ranged from 200 to 25, wouldn’t it be 25? I want them to know that they were just a fake monk who cheated them. I wonder if they would be so angry that they would demolish Shi'an Temple.

Huangfu Jingchen wanted to ask Xia Wenjin if he had seen Monk Kongchan last night and if there was any progress in Hekou Village, but he was still confused at this moment. And seeing Xia Wenjin looking at the stage with enthusiasm and waiting for the masters who were waiting for the signs to sit down, he didn't ask.

After a while, five people came out of the hall one after another.

Xia Wenjin saw the monk with white eyebrows and beards at first sight, with wrinkles on his face, kind eyebrows and eyes, solemn appearance, and a monk wearing white monk's robe.

Among the four monks with gray monks and yellow robes, Mo Qingfeng in white monk's robe seems so unique, so conspicuous, and so unique.

The scene suddenly became silent, probably looking at the face of the monk. Only Xia Wenjin looked at the white eyebrows and beards in front of her. Thinking of the young bald talisman I saw last night, she felt that the scene in front of her was very disillusioned.

Walking in the front was a monk in his fifties. The monk's village was quite tall but skinny. He first performed a ritual to everyone: "Amitabha!"

Someone from the audience immediately shouted: "Hello Master Abbot!"

In this voice, there is devotion and admiration.

According to people around, the abbot, Mingcheng, practiced bitter meditation and only ate one meal for three days. He usually practiced hard, so he was so hungry.

The one next to Master Mingcheng is Master Mingqing, the first monk in the temple.

Master Mingqing said: "All donors must have heard of it. This time, this temple held a sign-up meeting. Master Kong Chan, a monk from Bodhi Temple, came to our temple to observe Zen. With permission from Master Kong Chan, the sign-up meeting will be added to 50 signs. These fifty signs will be personally interpreted by Master Kong Chan! These two are the west hall and the back hall of this temple."

This is the highest lineup of a temple.

Although everyone in the venue looked at the monks with devout admiration, no one spoke at that time.

After Master Mingqing finished introducing the article, he waved his hand and immediately two teams of monks in gray were holding a tag, each with more than a dozen tags in each tag. The person who asked for the tag came forward one by one and drew one from it.

The heads of the tags are the same, but the tails of the tags are different in color, divided into red, orange, blue, green and purple. Everyone speculated that these five colors correspond to the five monks on the stage.

Xia Wenjin also got one, with the end of it blue, Huangfu Jingchen also pulled one, with the end of it purple.

Xia Wenjin leaned his head to look at his, then his own, and whispered: "Guess, who is our signature to be solved by Nakong Chan?"

"How is it so easy to choose one of the five? Maybe neither of them!"

Xia Wenjin blinked and smiled, "So sure? Why don't we make a bet..."

Huangfu Jingchen turned his head and glanced at her lightly.

"What are you betting on?" Xia Wenjin said to herself, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Yes, let's do it. If we have a sign to be Kong Chan to explain it, the agreement to be a slave and a servant for a year will be written off. If not..."

"You remember to make a promise!" Huangfu Jingchen looked at her squintedly and said indifferently: "But you have done it as a slave or a servant?"

Xia Wenjin rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't want to do it, it's not that you don't have to do anything you say?"

Huangfu Jingchen looked at her with a little obscure look, as if he was so angry that he had nothing to say, and seemed to disdain to argue with her. However, Xia Wenjin, who had sharp eyes, saw his ears slowly red.

Huangfu Jingchen thought of that day, she said carelessly about warming the bed...

These two words popped out and his heartbeat became chaotic.

But it was only a moment, because at this time, Mingqing's voice clearly reached everyone's ears: "The end of the draw drawn by the donors is colored. Please contact the senior brother of the abbot to explain the red color. Please contact the senior brother of the abbot to explain the orange color. Please contact the Master Kong Chan to explain the blue color. Please contact the junior brother of the Xitang Mingze to explain the green color. Please contact the junior brother of the Houtang Mingxi to explain the lottery! The donor who was not in the turn of the lottery, please hurry up next time!"

Those who got the blue sign were secretly happy.

Only Xia Wenjin shook her head helplessly.

Although she didn't believe in asking for a fortune-telling, she knew what Kong Chan was doing, but she got a blue lottery, which made her feel very boring.

It was a public interpretation, Xia Wenjin was a little surprised, and she even wanted to watch the fun.

Kong Chan, the fake monk, will see how he explains to others later.

However, Xia Wenjin's idea of ​​watching the excitement was gone, and Kong Chan in front of him seemed to have changed someone else, completely different from the rogue and solid Mo Qingfeng last night.

He was kind-hearted and had a convincing magic in his voice. He spoke gently and kindly, and quoted Buddhist scriptures when interpreting the signatures. He picked them up with ease, and was very familiar and flowing.

Anyone who says he has read all the Buddhist scriptures well will not have any doubts.

Especially from the time when Abbot Ming Cheng looked over, the Buddhist practitioners who practiced suffering from suffering are empty in all four elements and were originally quite accomplished in Buddhism. When they looked at Emptiness, they actually had admiration and admiration.

This is clearly a real monk who has attained enlightenment!

If Xia Wenjin hadn't watched him pull off his white eyebrows, pull off his white beard, and rub an old face in front of her until it showed its true form, she would almost think that the one in front of her had really come to me.
Chapter completed!