Chapter 287: The Circumstance of the Guessing Conference

I was a little puzzled, raised my eyes to look at him, but saw that he was dressed properly and said: "That's the case, we are businessmen from other places, come here to do business, I heard that the incense of Shenlong Temple is prosperous, all because there is an abbot who is profound and can understand ghosts and gods, so I came here." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

The corners of my mouth hooked, and I smiled: "Donor, don't laugh, it's good to come here, but I think your posture last night was clearly trying to smash my field." ”

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "The abbot is really fast-talking. To tell you the truth, you are right, I did come with the intention of fighting fakes, because I can't stand those things that pretend to be gods and cheat people out of money. I didn't want to see it last night, but it really lived up to its reputation and I admired it very much. ”

I blew on a piece of tea floating on top of the cup and said, "Last night it was all a little trick, not enough to worry about." The poor monks are only shallow in their studies, and the rumors outside are not credible, they are all exaggerated. ”

The beautiful bearded man stroked his beard and smiled, and he could see that he seemed to be very useful, but he said, "The abbot is too modest, isn't he?" I heard that you can not only be psychic, can talk to ghosts and gods, not to mention solving Master Ding's case, but also brought back to life and saved Boss Zhang's life, and the whole Yecheng has spread all over Yecheng, can this be fake?"

I chuckled and said, "It's true, but it's exaggerated." ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

I put the cup down and said, "Let's put it this way, the boss Zhang didn't really die at that time, and it was the thousand-year-old mountain ginseng that hung his life, which didn't have much to do with me." You think, if he was really dead that day, and I am not Avalokiteshvara, how could I have brought the dead back to life without the water in his pure bottle?"

The few people standing exchanged glances with each other, and some of them were quite proud, raising their eyebrows, as if to say, "What am I talking about?"

The bearded man frowned when he heard this, lowered his head and twisted his beard, raised his head and asked, "What about the theory of ghosts and gods?" Is it also fake?"

I smiled slightly and said, "I was born with the eyes of heaven, I can see ghosts and evil spirits, and I can communicate with them, this is true, but I have not communicated with the gods." So, you say, is it exaggerated?"

The bearded man thought about it, suddenly stretched his brows, and laughed, "That's right, what the abbot said is reasonable, very true."

To tell you the truth, I didn't believe those rumors in the first place, but everyone said it conclusively, and it didn't seem to be panicking. I'm a relatively shaft person, and I have a strong sense of curiosity, and I always want to find out when I encounter something unclear, so I came to verify it.

I can't hide it, if you directly bear those false names today, I will look down on you, and now you tell the truth, I really want to be impressed with you.

It's just that I don't understand one thing, since others have spread the word that you are godlike and inconsistent with the facts, and I don't think you seem to care about these false names, why don't you make it clear to the big guys? Shouldn't the monks stop talking?"

I smiled lightly: "My mouth grows on someone else, can I control what others say and think?" As long as a monk takes care of himself and does not speak and acts according to the rules, he is already very good, and on this basis, if he can make good connections and reach out to all sentient beings, then he will have great achievements. ”

The bearded man sizzled, "The abbot wants to purify all beings?" That's great, I wonder if the abbot can come and ferry me first?"

"How do you want me to cross you?"

The bearded man glanced at the people who were standing, and they were very eye-catching, and immediately retreated, closed the door, and stood outside.

There was only one novice standing in the hall, and he was standing in place, not knowing what to do for a while, but he felt that it was inappropriate to ask, so he had to look at me with his eyes.

I gave him a faint look, and he hurriedly folded his hands and bowed, and withdrew, closing the door again.

There was silence in the room for a while. I sipped my tea and said leisurely, "Now you can speak." ”

The bearded man smiled at me for a while, sat up straight, and said, "I have an old man whom I haven't seen for more than 20 years, and I miss him very much, especially recently, which makes it difficult for me to sleep and eat."

After so many years, I don't know if he is dead or alive now. Abbot, since you can see the ghost, can you please help me see how he is now, dead or alive?"

I stared at it and said, "This ...... I can't help you, I can only see if there are ghosts around me. ”

At this point, I put my index finger to my lips, looked left and right, deliberately lowered my voice and said to him mysteriously, "For example, now."

I clearly felt his muscles stiffen, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of him unconsciously holding the arm of the chair, and followed me to look left and right, and asked me in a low voice, "Is there really a ghost here?"

I straightened my waist and smiled, "There used to be, but now it's clean."

He didn't understand and stammered, "What do you mean?"

I suddenly looked at him amusedly and said, "Of course I've overdone it!"

The beautiful bearded man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed, "Abbot, you can really laugh!" ”

My face turned pale, and I said seriously: "This is not a joke, I am still good at surpassing the revenant."

The bearded man was stunned again, leaned back, and squinted at me slightly.

I glanced at him and said, "If you want me to see, you better not think about your old man who has disappeared, and care more about your body is the right way."

"My body? I'm in good health, huh?" The bearded man pounded his chest twice with his fist, straightened his waist and said.

I leaned sideways in my chair, stroked my forehead with one hand, snorted softly, and squinted at him, "Okay?" If you want me to see that you are overthinking, often unable to sleep at night, resulting in a strong heart, the appearance is often sores on the mouth and tongue, the complexion is often red for no reason, chest tightness, palpitations, and chest pain are commonplace, that's it, is it okay? ”

The bearded man was startled and looked at me straight.

I didn't lift my eyelids, I looked ahead, and sighed to myself: "Poor and sad, you are deeply ill, but you don't know it. I advise you to pay attention as soon as possible, and maybe there will be some salvation. Otherwise, it will be as little as half a year, or as much as two years, and it will be too late to regret the onset of emergencies and the inability to treat them. ”

When the bearded man heard this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "Abbot, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, please save me!"

I said "um" and said, "The monks are compassionate, and if they can save it, they will naturally save it, and give it to me."

The bearded man hurriedly stretched out his wrist, and I unhurriedly put his pulse on it and closed my eyes slightly. Suddenly, the memories in his head flooded into my mind.

What kind of person is this? I was momentarily stumped and didn't know what to judge.