Then his face was calm again, but the joints of his finger bones were pinched blue and white by him.

"This time, I lost face, and when I come back, I must bring my face back!"

There is a kind of person called a martial idiot, who has never seen it before, but now it is an eye-opener.

When I was about to enter Monan, I pulled over and parked my car.

"Get all the brothers out of the car."

As soon as these words came out, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the way I used to speak should have changed.

I pulled out my seat belt: "You are the guests I invited back from outside, you have to show up."

The bus slowly stopped behind us, and I waved everyone to get off.

The Taoist priest who got out of the car, registered according to his identity, and stood in a row very consciously, and no one talked much during the whole process.

Chen Liugong is worthy of being a grand view, and the people brought out are also quite stylish.

The Taoist priest in the yellow robe took the lead, followed by the green robe, the blue robe and the gray robe, and only Tianlei was a short fight.

I walked to the front of the line and bowed lightly, "Master Jing'an."

Jing'an is a person who came out of the scripture hall, and when he came to me, he naturally treated him with the highest courtesy.

He also returned the salute and said softly, "The head is polite, just call me Jing'an."

"We'll pass through the city in a while, so I'm sorry for you to take you to recite the Blessing Mantra in a while."

"It's up to the boss."

As the name suggests, Jing'an people have long eyebrows and clear eyes, and they speak softly.

I nodded to myself, "Then let's go."

"Pray for the ...... of 300 billion sentient beings"

Jing'an's voice was not too loud, but it was very penetrating, and as he chanted, there was also a neat chanting behind him.

This blessing mantra is a necessary item for merit, and it is not complicated to operate, and you can spill the three blessings when you meet the crowd.

Listen to this scripture, repent of everything, and be blessed immeasurably.

Autumn was already extremely dry, and I was already thirsty just walking on the road, but the Taoist priests in the palace did not reduce the sound of chanting at all.

I looked at the time, and I thought I would be in the city in about an hour, so I called Momoko and asked her to help me prepare some dried fruit like peanuts.

Our group of people hula into the city, more and more onlookers, to the vicinity of the Nine Days Square, the basic sides have been surrounded by a wall, even a bit of a welcome taste.

In the case of a high probability, there are only a few who can understand it, and most people are fresh.

Soon, Lao Huang's fat figure squeezed out of the crowd, and his towering belly pushed out a few times, temporarily squeezing out a gap.

Peaches jumped behind Lao Huang and waved, and I hurriedly walked over from the side.

She waved her hand behind her, "Do you see enough?"

I looked at the three-and-a-half-man-high sack and couldn't laugh or cry.

Is she going to buy it?

At this time, Jing'an's team had already come over, and I hurriedly sent these dried fruits down.

As the dried fruits were thrown into the air, the excitement of the surrounding crowd was completely ignited.

That's what I wanted!

Speaking from the heart, the location of the Taoist temple is a bit biased, and no one pays attention to it if it doesn't make any noise.

I also had no choice but to do it.

It's not that I want to make money, but Taoist temples also need daily maintenance.

I brought 30 people from Chen Liugong, and the monthly food expenses alone are not a small amount, let alone others.

Without the incense money, the Taoist temple will close sooner or later.

Just as the crowd was screaming, I suddenly noticed someone kneeling.

I fixed my eyes and saw that it was none other than Peaches!

We all ignored this matter, Peaches is not only the owner of Yueming Tower, but also a devout Sanqing believer......