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The whole day was spent in a daze, and he was always speculating about what had happened to make everyone go suddenly, and he didn't tell him in advance.

However, after thinking about it for a day, he didn't understand that no one appeared on this day, nothing happened, so it was dark.

Kek Lok Temple in the night, but it was different from the past, there were many candles lit on the square, Sister Furong ran in to take a look and came back and said, those monks, actually have to chant all night.

The category is speechless, what kind of nerve is this, how does it feel like receiving the central leadership, even the gate is closed, the courtyard is cleaned, and a large group of people are done, and they don't do anything, just around this seven-level floating tower, chanting 24 hours a day.

To whom is the sutra recited? To the Bodhisattva? Isn't the Bodhisattva annoying? I have listened to it countless times in heaven all day and night, and I still listen to it when I come down to earth?

The temple door is closed, and if you want to see it, you can't see it, no one can tell you about the suffering in the world, and you can't see it at all if you want to see how the incense in the temple is.

It's fucking bureaucracy! If the Bodhisattva wants to see the monk, the Western Elysium is full of water, so do you have to come to your small temple?

Besides, what is Scripture?

The so-called scriptures are actually quotations from Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and some eminent monks, which are similar to the Analects handed down by Confucius in China, which are all about the understanding and analysis of some aspects of life, society, and thought expounded by the disciples.

These scriptures originally came from the mouth of the Buddha and Bodhisattva. Posterity's account. Believers chant all day long. In fact, the function is to use the content and meaning of the scriptures to spur oneself, never forget the teachings of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and at the same time form a kind of mental power to improve one's own virtue and skill.

Therefore, the scriptures are a good thing, but I usually don't read them a few times a day, and when Guanyin Bodhisattva comes to earth, good guy. What good can you do by lighting a candle and reciting it all night? What kind of motive is this? It's clearly a temporary Buddha's foot, singing praises, it's like entering the temple, seeing the Buddha is full of Amitabha, and after leaving the temple, he will take a big string of saunas, you say this Buddha is not angry?

Especially now, there is no shadow of a Bodhisattva at all, it is clearly a monster to make trouble, these mortal monks. He also took the monster as a bodhisattva and bowed and worshipped. It's ridiculous and pitiful.

After a while, Sister Furong pulled him along and entered the temple, of course, the Venerable Wei Tuo would not care, Sister Furong said, as long as he did not enter through the gate, it had nothing to do with him......

The two of them sneaked into the temple and came to the top of the Luohan Hall, where this position was still lurking during the day, the closest to the seventh-level Futu Tower, and it was condescending, not only the movement on the tower could be seen clearly, but the actions of everyone in the square were also in full view.

At this time, there is a candlelight in the square, and the Sanskrit chanting continues, which is a rare scene, but the category can be seen at a glance, and the monks who are chanting the scriptures now are obviously not the group during the day, and those during the day are a little face-to-face at a glance, and at this time, most of them are some small monks, one by one listless, and a few frequent dozing off, it is estimated that they have been chanting here for a long time, and the body is no longer supported.

And those big monks with heads and faces during the day, it is estimated that they should have done something at this time.

The category looked down for a while, and then shifted his attention to the top of the tower, at this time, the top of the tower was not the same as before, there was a slight white light throughout, I don't know if it was the light of the fairy dew, or the light of the Buddha treasure in the tower.

That's right, the Buddha treasure is already in the tower, just in the daytime, Sister Furong entered the temple to listen to the news, has heard clearly, last night, the Buddha treasure has arrived in the temple, but just after being enshrined in the tower, the Bodhisattva just happened to come at that time, so all the monks have not dared to go to the tower again, so, no one knows the real situation in the tower.

Naturally, no one knows whether the Buddha treasure is still there.

The two of them observed for a while, and saw that those monks were drowsy one by one, and the scriptures they recited were also humming and chirping, and they didn't know whether to chant the scriptures or scold the street, and the category gave Sister Furong a look, and Sister Furong nodded knowingly, so she took up the category, and the two took advantage of the night, while those little monks were not paying attention, and flew up in the air, and directly drilled into it from the sixth floor of the seventh-level Futu Tower.

The reason why he chose the sixth layer and did not rush in from the seventh layer was naturally to buffer it, after all, he didn't know the situation of the seventh layer at this time, so it would be more advantageous to go to the sixth layer first without knowing it, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

At that moment, the two of them were like a pair of little swallows, quietly entering the sixth floor of the seventh-level Futu Tower, looking around, the surroundings were naturally pitch black, only there was a hazy white light above the seventh floor, and they tiptoed to the position of the stairs and listened attentively.

Above the seventh floor, there was indeed a faint conversation, but for some reason, it was only this layer away, but it was not very real, as if there was a cover.

The category was a little puzzled, and after listening intently for a while, he only vaguely heard what someone seemed to be saying: Buddha Treasure...... Underworld......

But the rest of the words were not heard clearly, and Sister Fleur, like him, listened with a puzzled expression, but obviously didn't hear much.

After thinking about it, there are obviously people above, and they can't hear clearly, so they must have deliberately laid out some kind of enchantment, just don't want the conversation to be heard by others, since this is the case, then the best way is to break this enchantment, so that the people above are completely exposed, only in this way, can the current deadlock be broken.

And now the category is not afraid of anyone making trouble, since he saw Wei Dao Bodhisattva, he has a bottom in his heart, no matter what, there is still a golden armor god in this temple to guard, if it really fights, there are people to help.

So, he made a gesture to Sister Fleur, the two looked at each other, nodded, Sister Fleur raised her hand, and a red light came out of her hand.

Immediately, there was only a soft sound in the scope of his ears, as if something had shattered in an instant......

"Who?!" Above the seventh floor, a low voice suddenly came.

As soon as he heard this voice, he couldn't help laughing, this guy actually wanted to pretend to be Guanyin Bodhisattva, what a crime deserves death!

He smiled coldly and responded: "I heard that the Bodhisattva came to visit on purpose, but I'm curious, what kind of bird will you, the so-called Bodhisattva, look like?" ”

As soon as his voice fell, Sister Fleur rushed up again with him, and the two of them both rushed to the seventh floor...... (To be continued......)