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Chapter 353 Buddha's Sound

The Eight Virtue King suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a while he came back to his senses from his boiling emotions, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He hasn't cried for decades.

The Eight Virtue King was a little worried about being laughed at by his old friend, and finally barely broke free from his rich emotions and glanced at the side.

“…”

Where can the two people around you have the intention to see him?

Zhao Cheng and the other two were trembling all over, staring at the stage without turning their eyes, especially Zhao Cheng, who had long been crying and curled up in a ball, sobbing with their eyes closed.

Eight Wise Kings: “…”

Suddenly, the roof of the roof was full of light, and countless golden lights burst out. All the diners suddenly came back from various complex emotions and looked up.

At this time, the scene had already happened that Jia Sheng was plagued by the demon of anger, his heart was closed, and the heavenly woman who could not keep him, and the heavenly woman returned to the Heavenly Palace reluctantly.

The heavenly palace on the ground actually moved upwards slowly, disappearing on the open roof in the clouds and mist.

The fairy girl played by Qiu Li and others, she flew up in her fairy clothes and she turned up, and she really flew up. The Eight Virtue Kings' hearts were beating wildly.

Zhao Cheng suddenly came to his senses, stood up in disrespect, held the table and watched with his feet.

Xie Zhen and others sat on the ground, and after a long time getting up, they were stunned for a moment and rushed forward several steps, almost rushing to the stage, but they didn't see anything like ropes.

"Is this...a trick?"

Xie Zhen has seen many tricks, but has never seen them, but has heard of them. There are also unique skills like "The Immortal Scaffold", which can also be heard from the Heavenly Palace.

But there may be no problem with these techniques to fool ordinary people, or even some officials and nobles, but they don’t believe it.

He really didn't know the trick here, but this was definitely fake, but he knew it.

There is a man named Zhang in the tile of Zhujiaqiao. His grandfather would use the "Screw of Gods". He was quite famous and famous back then. Xie Zhen went to talk to him. Although he didn't come up with any secret skills, he didn't learn it well and didn't learn it. But he basically knew it. The so-called "going to the Heavenly Palace with a rope is just a skill that the liar can deceive.

First of all, you can't see it up close. Secondly, the props are powerful. The rope is on the surface, but in fact there is something inside. It is a secret thing passed down in their door for many years.

Third, there are some helpers on the scene and some tricks to make tricks, and they deliberately create some horror scenes to scare people first. In addition to technology, the whole trick is mainly based on deception.

Xie Zhen thought he was smart, and he was not the ordinary trick of waiting for foolish men and women, and he could not deceive him.

But at this moment, the restaurant in Gu Ji made it clear from the beginning that this is a drama, which is called a stage play, and it is fake, and people have never mentioned half of the true word. He was sweating profusely and could not see half of the false word.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Fortunately, Xie Zhen was already weak and could not stand, so he knelt on the ground.

The remaining few didn't want to kneel down, they couldn't even move. They were frozen on the chair and were confused. Especially the thin man, his mind could not turn at all, and his ears were always "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

"If I die, I will go to the eighteen levels of hell, you, at least give my brother and sister a bite... As long as I can't starve to death, I will..."

The thin man trembled and said authentically.

He will be retribution!

As long as he thinks about the words he said when he entered the door, he knows that he might be punished - even if he wants to be King Xiang, he will not have the fate. Besides, does King Xiang dare to talk nonsense and play fairies?

He did it!

"Why am I so capable!"

The thin man felt that he shouldn't be so scared.

He usually doesn't even fear monks, Taoists, and doesn't see much respect in Taoist temples and temples. He really doesn't understand why he is afraid of becoming like this this time?

Don’t you take death seriously?

If other diners knew what he was thinking, they might say a deep feeling of the same.

They were keen to realize that they were sitting in the bell shed of the "Gu Ji" restaurant, and their emotions were a little overly active.

Gu Xiang stood in front of the kitchen door, looking at the guests in the coloring shed from afar, his eyes faintly confused.

At this time, the system interface was golden.

Food spots grow upwards.

[Leftover food spots: 29,622.]

After she just delivered the "Liang Shangyan" to her, in just one night, the number of food spots increased by 895.

It's just a moment.

"There are only eighty tables for diners, and there are about ten people per table."

Gu Xiang couldn't help pinching himself.

Sure enough, I still have to be willing to spend my life, hold events and hold such banquets. Although I need to spend delicious food, as long as I do well, I will get enough customers and accurate enough, no matter how much I spend, it will be profitable.

After this meal, she might have the money to open a chef's private restaurant, as long as she can bear it.

"Amitabha!"

Gu Xiang was pondering when he suddenly heard the sound of the Buddha's chant in his ears, and he saw the system interface flashing.

Special food spots instantly added 300!

"Um?"

At this time, the ceremony of the Buddhist Bathing Festival of Daxiangguo Temple had ended. Just as the abbot Huixing had sent away several believers with important identities, he turned around and wanted to return to the temple, but he paused and turned around and turned around.

Unconsciously, he took a big step away from the temple gate. The more he walked forward, the lighter his steps were, and the more comfortable his expression was on his face.

Walking all the way to the stall of Gu Ji Restaurant at Zhouqiao, Abbot Huixing stopped suddenly. He first looked up at the sky, then lifted up his monk's robe and sat cross-legged.

Abbot Huixing is the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple. This place is adjacent to Daxiangguo Temple. There are no shopkeepers around him who are pedestrians or various foot shops. After all, this Daxiangguo Temple is different from other temples and Taoist temples. It is deep in the downtown area. In the mortal world, people in the capital will feel that something is missing if they don’t go to Daxiangguo Temple a few times a month.

When the pedestrians saw Huixing sitting down here, they were all surprised and unconsciously surrounded them.

Huixing pulled the Buddhist beads, chanted the Buddha's name twice, then slowly closed his eyes and entered into meditation. Everyone was at a loss when they saw several monks coming over the Taoist side, all of whom were old monks with white beards. Although not all of them entered into meditation like Huixing, they were also full of energy and sighed endlessly.

"This is simply...Sanskrit Buddhist phrase."

The two old monks looked at each other, and quickly closed their eyes and began to record silently.

The two of them worked as full-time music monks when they were young and had created many Buddhist music, but now they are half-in-the-world. Unexpectedly, they really heard the imaginary Buddhist verbs for the first time.

Just after halfway through the banquet, the entire Guji Restaurant was surrounded by a large group of monks, attracting many passers-by to come here, and the road was blocked for a while.

In the coloring studio and on the stage, the actors were completely unaware of the outside.
Chapter completed!
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