The scene gradually became chaotic, some people could not hear, some people asked all kinds of questions, and some ridiculed and heckled scolding and laughter.

Only then did Li Wusheng understand that it was okay to reason with one person, but to reason with a group of people? It's good that it doesn't work at all.

But he was not frightened, and suddenly turned around in the midst of this noise, and then turned to the wall, and did not speak.

The crowd immediately became confused, why did this living Buddha say a few words and shut himself up? So I quieted down and wanted to see what was going on.

Then I heard Li Wusheng hum slowly, "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha ......"

However, Li Wusheng's chanting of Buddha this time was different from the past, this time his voice gradually became louder, with melody, and very rhythmic, one meal at a time, making everyone think that he was shouting slogans.

Li Wusheng didn't feel that the sense of rhythm was strong, so he stretched out his hand and made a chorus conductor's gesture......

As a result, this gesture was made, all the memories of his childhood were awakened, and Li Wusheng's self-confidence returned!

Everyone felt strange at first, they didn't expect the Living Buddha to start singing without saying a word, but when they saw that many people who believed in Buddhism near Li Wusheng seemed to be disobedient to the call, they unconsciously sang along.

So the originally chaotic atmosphere was suddenly brought into the rhythm of a chorus by Li Wusheng......

At this time, in a harmonious voice, Li Wusheng suddenly folded his hands and turned around with a smile.

Everyone was even more confused, although Li Wusheng's posture was fine, but the aura transmitted was not the breath of a living Buddha at all, but ...... Tang......

Li Wusheng also started to perform painfully, opened his hands to make an invitation, and smiled awkwardly at everyone, "Come together?" ”

The crowd froze all at once, and the feeling was like doing a multiple-choice question: A, sing along, B, don't sing.

Of course, no matter which one you choose, the result will be the same.

Some people chose to sing along, and the rhythm was uniform, which made the voices of those complaining in the crowd suddenly weakened a lot. Among the people who sang along, there were those who believed in this, and they were naturally very pious, and some sang and sang and felt that it was a kind of catharsis, as if a lot of distress and secrets in their hearts could be heard by Amitabha, some people didn't know what to do, but people didn't know how to leave, and they were brainwashed by the song for a long time, and they had to sway with it.

As a result, the number of participants increased one after another, and the voice of chanting Buddha became louder and louder......

In fact, everyone is also very helpless, after all, everyone comes with a request, and different people ask for different things, but as soon as the living Buddha came out, only one plan was given: chanting the Buddha together.

What else do you say?

Gradually, the world suddenly quieted down in the uniform singing, the deep blue sky had no traces of gunsmoke, and the white clouds were faint, but people's mood was boiling and lively.

Li Wusheng looked at the large group of people singing in unison, his expression was happy and natural, the scene was extremely spectacular, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

He came to a conclusion from the bottom of his heart:

The essence of human beings is a repeater.

Don't say chanting Buddha, you just put a small apple there, and dance the square dance on the spot, believe it or not?

Seeing that the repeaters could operate automatically, Li Wusheng resolutely withdrew.

After Li Wusheng entered, he saw that his merit value had risen by nearly one million all of a sudden, and the whole person was shocked.

It's only been a few minutes, and a large group of people outside have contributed 10 million merits just by chanting the Buddha? His commission is too fat, isn't it......

Since it was a festival, Li Wusheng decided to simply do good things to the end, held a meeting to organize several teams, and took turns to lead the singing outside......

Somehow, people outside seem to be happy to do the same, and some continue to send messages to relatives and friends to come all the way to participate......

Although Li Wusheng felt that once the matter passed that point, it would become superstition, but fortunately, the merit was real, so he let it go.

As a result, after a few days, there were more and more crowds, convoys, and tents outside, chanting and chanting Buddha during the day, but at night they were tired and resting quietly.

In this way, the solemn festival seemed to be a music festival for Li Wusheng...... But everything seems so natural, and there is no sense of disobedience.

In the face of this magical change, Li Wusheng was also very wronged, he really didn't mean it......

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A month and a half later, one evening.

Ruoqiang's association was stationed at the former site of Camp No. 3, and everything was simple, a large military tent with a patio, which was open at this time.

When the guards passed by the doorway, they could still see the crackling sound of the firewood inside.

Despite being the height of summer season, the nights in Lop Nur are a bit chilly.

On the main seat sat a handsome man in his forties, dressed in a black robe, who had been closing his eyes and meditating.

Lu Wangchen sat opposite Mingwu and frowned, while a group of A-level doctors sat silent.

The Pudu puja ended smoothly, and the doctors summed it up that night with tea instead of wine and boiled some side dishes.

However, because of the movement of a certain altar, the rhythm of this festival was beyond expectations......

Lu Wangchen raised his head and glanced around at everyone, "The effect of this festival is too violent, many souls in the Yin Altar have all exceeded before the sky, and the back is purely for immortals, what do you think?" ”

Seeing that no one answered, Lu Wangchen continued, "In my opinion, the problem of this festival has been exposed, although the Buddhist family has divided into three altars, there are too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas displayed in the yang altar...... I think it is necessary to balance a little next time, otherwise all of them will be Buddhas in the future, and the immortals of the Dao system will have no face? In particular, the concert of the Pure Land Altar came to more than 100,000 participants at once, and the total number of people exceeded that of all the other sub-altars...... Even that black choir didn't come out like that! ”

Mingwu smiled, "I don't know how this kid did it...... This way of making merit is a bit avant-garde......"

Lu Wangchen frowned after hearing the word avant-garde, "It's okay to be avant-garde, but it's not a mess to engage in avant-garde on such a solemn occasion?!" ”

"It's really messy, no one reported it in advance...... "The next person in the seat reproached.

"It also attracted a lot of media, which simply caused chaos for everyone!" Seeing that the situation was one-sided, everyone began to count Li Wusheng......

Of course, complaining and complaining, everyone is still helpless about Li Wusheng's Buddha recitation concert...... After all, several old monks in Li Wusheng's branch were also members of the Pure Sect, and they all said a lot of good things for Li Wusheng......

As for Li Wusheng himself, after the concert, he shrank in his own tent and closed himself, let him take so many people to sing for so many days, and now he has alarmed the central government, this is simply terrible!

However, the resentment of his colleagues against Li Wusheng is not actually in his way, but in the result......

This Pudu Festival is indeed grand, consuming tens of millions of financial resources, hundreds of thousands of participants, a total of 10 million souls, and a total of 12 billion merit values!

However, when calculating the merit points, everyone found that the Pure Land Altar had divided 6.5 billion merit points! 8)