When the Buddha horn and the bell on the lotus platform rang again, the old monk made a long clear sound in the mouth of the scriptures and culture floated on the earth of more than 1,000 square meters in the small light of Jiucang Mountain, the long sleeves danced, the afternoon sun gradually turned into a golden old sunset, the sun and moon in the mouth of thousands of white clothes and the mountain wind, trembling one after another green leaves, slowly fluttering in the breeze, accompanied by the light of the sunset, revealing the colorful colors.

"From time to time, there is a great light Bodhisattva and the Ming King deity said that the phoenix practice, said the five fires, said the burning silence, said for nirvana, my great light is dressed in white, doing good and evil things, between black and white, when there is a phoenix heart, knowing where there is the sun and the moon, my heart can be bright and immortal, is for nirvana to take righteousness, fire rebirth, Amitabha Buddha. The sound of the Buddha's horn, bursts into the sky, thousands of white clothes chanting in unison, white smoke rose from the ground, like a fog enveloping the five-story golden lotus platform, in a burst of consternation, gradually diffused into the fog of the sky above everyone's heads, suddenly floated down countless chrysanthemum petals like gold, this kind of vision, once again made many tourists gathered outside the Jiucang Temple exclaimed.

"Pretending to be a ghost has reached this point, I'm afraid I won't have to worry about having no food for the rest of my life. Such weirdness made Zhu Jiujiu take aback without exception, but soon, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she shook her head and said, "With so much dry ice, aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself?"

"Since there is such a method, there will naturally be corresponding preparations, and it will be a wonderful performance, but it is a pity that it will stop here. He Qi sighed, and then smiled like a sunshine, Zhu Jiujiu's brows furrowed slightly, and when he looked into the sky along his eyes, his pupils suddenly constricted, and in the golden chrysanthemum petals fluttering in the sky, I don't know how when, suddenly there were many white leaflets, she reached out and took one, just glanced at it, and couldn't help but gasp, raised her head sharply and stared at He Qi angrily and roared in a low voice: "Do you know, how many years will you have to sit in it for such a thing?"

"Many years, sometimes a lifetime. He Qi shrugged his shoulders lightly, and smiled slowly: "The courage of these people, sometimes they are very big, sometimes they are small, when they are big, they can pounce on me fanatically, and when they are small, they can also make them kneel obediently, this is the only condition for the foolish people in the world, and it is just a reason to leave the school." ”

"Evil religion, such a crime, too vicious, you, after all, you still have a love for incense!" Zhu Jiujiu only felt that his heart twitched violently, and the face of the old monk on the stage became clear again, the softness of his heart in those days made all the betrayals dissipate into smoke clouds at this moment, she bit her lip, stared at He Qi's eyes, and asked angrily: "He is dying, don't you even let him choose this kind of thing?" Dying in prison is your junior's heart of filial piety?"

"It's just that there aren't many days, as for dying in that kind of place?" He Qi smiled and said: "It's not his style, today's game, even if he loses, people like him will not fall into a prison like purgatory on earth, people who can play tricks from the sky must also know how to make a fuss from the underground, let's watch the big show." ”

"The flyer and the petals, are they the same trick?" Zhu Jiujiu frowned, looked up at the dry ice clouds that were slowly blown away by the wind in the sky, a few small things fluttering in the wind made her cry and laugh, shook her head and sighed: "Use dry ice to create a covering smoke, and then put a balloon full of petals or flyers into the smoke along the direction of the wind, when it bursts, it is like a goddess scattering flowers, and when the sunset is dazzling, it can be almost without a trace, but it is too child's play." ”

"It's not a joke, the problem to solve is how to make those balloons burst and fly into the clouds, no matter how good a shooter is, there is no way to make thousands of balloons pop together. He Qi smiled slightly and asked, "If it's you, what about it?"

"Thousands, hundreds?" Zhu Jiujiu was stunned, turned around and looked left and right a few times, only to see that the golden chrysanthemum petals were scattered all over the ground, and the remains of the balloon burst were without a trace, except for the few that floated inconspicuously in the sky, almost as if they had never existed, as He Qi said, this level of petals is not something that a few balloons can carry, at least, hundreds or thousands, if that's the case, I'm afraid that even children will understand where this flower rain came from.

"When the smoke came up, the Buddha horn was much louder than just now, although it was so, but it still transmitted the noise, and I saw the direction of the wind, it was from the lotus platform to us that it was blowing, if there was a high-power blower, and at a good angle, it would be able to send the petals from the five-story lotus platform into the air in a steady stream, fluttering with the wind, and it would have such an effect, I think, this is their means. He Qi smiled faintly: "As for those balloons, they are really my hands and feet." It's just that I found a few idlers, stuffed the balloon with flyers, and then when it was almost blown up, it was put into the air, so full of balloons, flying for a while, it would blow up, those lists, just some excuses, why bother to do it like a goddess scattering flowers, this kind of good show, it has just begun. ”

"On fire, on fire!" Before He Qi's words fell, there was a commotion in the crowd, some of which came from the leaflets that suddenly fell from the sky, and the spread on it was the source of evil that had been repeatedly inspected by the authorities, the notorious Wheel Turning Sect, at the beginning, seeing those golden chrysanthemum petals falling from the sky, many people couldn't help but learn from the appearance of those white clothes and put their hands together and chanted a few words of Buddha names while being stunned, but with the sudden flash of firelight, people's attention quickly shifted to the five-story golden lotus seat, on the platform, because the pagoda-like towering lotus platform, in the blink of an eye, turned into a scorching torch.

"Today, there is the Great Light Dharma King, go to the Western Heaven Elysium, take the Buddha's light of 3,000, purify all sentient beings, there is the immovable King Buddha-figure said, see my body of the bodhicitta of the person, hear my name to cultivate evil and good, the person who preaches my Dharma breaks the name, the person who knows my heart will become a Buddha, the one who sees my King of the Buddha's light, the reincarnation of the Mingzun..."

This sound from the fire like a huge thunder like the Buddha let the commotion scene instantly settle down, many tourists who came to the scene after panic only to find that those monks dressed in white never showed any expression, they coldly turned their backs to the burning lotus platform, the panic wanted to rush over the people out of the lotus platform, and those white clothes, after the initial panic, also quickly in many leaders under the organization of people to recite the Buddha name, the only panic, only them, and, this panic, it seems, a little embarrassing。

"It's a show, do you understand the performance? This tour guide has said in the book, it's called Phoenix Nirvana!" A big-bellied, leader-like fat man got up from the ground in embarrassment, coughed twice with a puffed face, waved the travel guide in his hand and shouted to the two followers around him: "What a panic, I haven't seen the world at all, this is Buddhism, after the Dharma, it's time to choose the reincarnation of the Ming King, hurry up, let people bring that kid over." ”

"Yes, yes, a leader is a leader, his eyes are like a torch!" A thin follower nodded and said with a smile: "Leader, the children are not allowed to enter this place, they are all waiting in the apse, and my sister-in-law is also watching over there." ”

"Really, what are you tossing and tossing, I don't know if it's true or not. The fat leader straightened his head, frowned and looked at the lotus platform in the fire, and there was a feeling of believing it in his heart, and a few words such as pretending to be a ghost were also swallowed sacredly, and he was just a joke, until now, he remembers that when his wife's friends came to the door, he looked mysterious and sneaky.

"There is a big monk in Shanxi, saying that it is the reincarnation of the immovable Ming King to our place, as long as it is a child under the age of ten, you can take it over to see, if it is the reincarnation of the Ming King, it will be the same as the Panchen Lama, a few lamas in Tibet, listen to the monks in the Jiucang Temple, they worship this immovable Ming King, if you find the reincarnated spirit child, the entire Jiucang Mountain has to be obedient, what incense money, millions a year, are all the child's, big sister, that puja, you take Xiaojia to see, even if you are not selected, it is also a lively oneBesides, that monk, I always feel a little familiar, like the master who used to wear white!"

"How can you believe this?" The fat man who just walked in the door couldn't help but glared at his own mother-in-law who was already a little moved, and reprimanded: "It's all crooked and heretical, what kind of reincarnation of the Ming King, all of them are used by monks to cheat money, when you get there, let you pay 500 yuan first, and then let you pay 500 yuan after entering the door, anyway, you keep paying, paying, paying, after paying, I will tell you that you didn't choose!"

"What do you know, if it turns out that the great monk has real skills!" Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law, who has always been obedient, jumped up and shouted: "He was the host on the Jiucang back then, but don't forget, I also wore white clothes and burned incense, at that time, my mother had a strange disease, and the doctor couldn't see it, and he didn't come back after he did it kindly, and the old lady had to go this time!"

"There is real ability, there is real ability..."The fat man muttered the words of his mother-in-law, raised his head and glanced at the lotus platform, in the gap between the flames, the old monk smiled, like a god who lives forever in the flames.