"Ancestor, the things are here!"

Master Yideng, holding the box, immediately said respectfully after today's living room.

Subsequently......

Seeing some monks, standing in the middle of the hall, facing Ye Bei, he immediately knew what was going on.

"Sit down, y'all! The ability of the patriarch is not what you can imagine......" Yilan unceremoniously whispered to those monks, his voice a little cold.

He left on purpose just now.

Originally, I wanted to give these monks a chance to discuss Buddhism with Ye Bei.

However, in the current situation, it doesn't seem to be very good.

These monks don't understand.

But, a light understands very well.

This seemingly young man in front of him, even his own master, and the Taishang Abbot are extremely respected.

"Yes, Master Abbot."

"Yes!"

The majesty of the master of the lamp, among these monks, is still very powerful.

The young monks who stirred up trouble listened to it......

Clasped his hands together, lowered his head, swept Ye Bei with the corner of his eyes, and slowly retreated towards their respective seats.

"Ancestor, do you want them to leave?"

And when he saw that the people were quiet, they withdrew.

Master Yilan, holding the box in both hands, said as he walked forward.

"No need!"

Ye Bei's voice is leisurely, and he cherishes words like gold.

When he spoke, those deep eyes ...... Gently place it on top of the wooden box.

The wooden box looks quaint.

But it's exquisite......

There are many textures depicted on it, including an eagle with wings spreading, a dragon with a spirit bead in its mouth, and some characters from ancient times, faintly containing a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

"Ancestor, this box came all the way from the abbot's hand, because of curiosity, over the years, I have tried many ways to open this box, but in the end they all failed! At this point, a lamp is indeed too delusional, and please don't blame the patriarch. ”

When the master of the lamp handed over the box, his voice was vicissitudes.

And at this moment, the monks sitting in the living room were also staring at the wooden box.

After listening to Yideng's words, they couldn't help it at all and started talking about it.

"Amitabha, this wooden box, I have seen it before! It has always been the treasure of our temple, and it can only be kept by the abbot himself...... No one could touch him without his permission. ”

A slightly older monk said with a trembling voice.

"I've seen this box three times!" There are also people who speak.

Dragging the light of the box with both hands, when he heard this, he had a lot of shame on his face, and he didn't even dare to look at Ye Bei.

At the same time, he did not stop the monks from talking......

"I also remember that when I first saw this box, the abbot master wanted to open it at that time, and asked us to help him, and we found a lot of tools at that time, and everyone tried carefully for several days, but in the end there was still no way to take this box, he was completely a sealed wooden box, but if you shake it hard, you can hear something hitting inside!"

"Amitabha!" Master Yideng whispered softly: "After that time, I believe that there is a true Buddha in this world!" The magic of this wooden box is by no means something that can be accomplished by human means. ”

Master Yi's voice just fell.

In the living room, another monk stood up.

"When I saw the box for the second time, I remember very clearly, when the abbot master dragged the pilgrim to invite the most famous modern locksmith, tried all kinds of methods, and finally the master came to the conclusion that if you want to open the box without damage, the only way to do it is to use violence, and there is no other way, so that time, it is no more."

For these monks, the bottom is revealed again and again.

Master Yideng's face became even redder: "This box came out of the hands of the lord and fell into the hands of my master, during that time, I have seen the master in a daze at the box several times, so I always feel that there is something hidden in it, and I want to see it." ”

Ye Bei was silent.

A third monk stepped forward.

"When I saw the box for the third time, the whole temple was shocked, and that day, the temple encountered some difficulties, and everyone thought that there might be an answer in the box...... So that time, we directly used the most violent methods, burning with fire, freezing with ice, even slashing with knives, and finally using chainsaws and hammers! But in the end, all the ways have changed, and the wooden box is still undamaged, still intact, comparable to the hardest metal in the world, right...... More terrifying than the metal, this box definitely has the power of gods and Buddhas. The monk who stood up said this with a hint of fear and amazement in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Master Yilan whispered softly in his mouth.

"Ancestor, Master said that only you can open this box! Once, because of chanting Buddha, I had not slept at three o'clock in the morning, and when I was awake, I happened to see the wooden box at the head of the bed faintly emitting a silver-white light! The voice of the master of a lamp muttered: "The light is soft and mysterious, but I just can't see it for three seconds, I completely lose consciousness and fall asleep!" On that day, I met the Buddha in a dream and talked to him. ”

When he said these words, Yideng looked very serious.

The other monks in the hall widened their eyes.

"And this kind of thing?"

"Incredible...... Can you really become a Buddha in your dreams? ”

"It's not surprising that from another point of view, this wooden box itself is extraordinary."

The monks whispered to each other.

The voice of a light continued: "That is only the first time, after that time, for three consecutive days, I used to keep watch until three o'clock in the morning, and I can see it every time!" However, on the fourth day, the strange phenomenon disappeared, and in the dream the day before, the Buddha had told me that I would not allow anyone to open the wooden box anymore, so I could wait with peace of mind. ”

After saying this, Yilan paused.

Seeing Ye Bei sitting in front of the table, his eyes were indifferent, and his face did not fluctuate.

He pondered for a second and then said again: "From the fourth day, I found a wooden box with a large number of strips of cloth, and said that the box was sealed, and then I waited until the arrival of you, Patriarch, and then took it out. ”

The voice fell.

In the living room......

Some of the monks who had witnessed it nodded their heads to indicate that this was indeed the case.

"Hmm!"

And Ye Bei, who was sitting in front of the table, opened his mouth slightly and hummed softly.

Click!

After hearing this, Master Yideng breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Bei replied in one word.

But one light is clear......

This represents forgiveness.

Ye Bei did not blame him for some of the absurd behaviors of the wooden box during these years.

He was holding the wooden box.

Carefully place it in front of the table.

When the two come into contact, there is a faint 'click' sound.

"Ancestor! Dare to ask what is in this? ”

After putting it down, Yilan took a step back, folded his hands, and asked softly.

Ye Bei looked at the wooden box and said softly: "Relics!" ”

The moment the voice fell......

Ye Bei stretched out his hand, and an incomparably magical scene appeared, the wooden box that was originally placed in front of the table directly suspended out of thin air and flew towards Ye Bei's palm......