"Phew …" Zhao Yumin and Ruan Xianghe exhaled deeply at nearly the same time. They exchanged looks and saw the astonishment in each other's eyes. This monastery was not simple!
At this point, Ruan Xianghe finally stopped looking down on it. She began to size up the tiny monastery with a calm gaze as she thought puzzled, "Could this monastery really not be that simple? Does it really have divine powers? "
Filled with questions, the trio walked into the temple hall. There was no Buddha statue, only a golden mural. Of course, the trio did not believe that it was made of gold, thinking that it was made of some other material. They offered incense and kowtowed. The trio prayed for the safety of their families, especially Jiang Ting. She had also prayed for safety the last time, but she had not been very sincere the last time. However, after what had happened with Fatty and Monkey, she was still very trusting of One Finger Monastery. After making a sincere wish, she clearly felt something different. When she kowtowed, she felt as though someone was gently caressing her head …
It gave Jiang Ting a fright as she hurriedly looked up. She realized that Zhao Yumin and Ruan Xianghe had already casually kowtowed and left. The entire temple was empty. There was no one else!
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ting jumped in fright. She looked around before looking suspiciously at the Ten Thousand Buddha plaque. There was no change to the Ten Thousand Buddha plaque.
However, Jiang Ting was very certain that someone had touched her head, but there was no one around. What was going on?
After leaving the temple hall, Jiang Ting probed, "Director, did you see anyone else in the temple hall just now?"
Zhao Yumin was taken aback. "Someone? Wasn't it just the few of us? "
Jiang Ting said, "Is there really no one else? Well, did any of you pat me? "
Ruan Xianghe frowned. "No, we just came out after paying our respects. Did someone pat you? "
Jiang Ting felt a little uncertain when she heard that. After all, the pat had been too light. It was so light that she began to suspect if she was hallucinating. Since she was fine, Jiang Ting shook her head. "It might be a hallucination … It's fine."
Ruan Xianghe said in concern, "Little Jiang, you might have been too tired recently. Have a good rest when you get back."
Jiang Ting smiled bitterly. She knew that Ruan Xianghe suspected that she was hallucinating from exhaustion. However, she did not explain further because she also felt that she might have been hallucinating …
At that moment, there was a soft exclamation.
"Eh?"
The trio looked over and saw a monk standing at the backyard's entrance. He looked at Jiang Ting in astonishment.
The person was none other than Fangzheng. Fangzheng was truly astonished. Others might not be able to tell the changes in Jiang Ting, but Fangzheng could. A layer of Buddhist light appeared on Jiang Ting's body! Buddhist light fell from the top of his head, layer by layer, like a golden cover!
There were many people who came to Mt. One Finger every day, and there were many who came to pay their respects to Buddha. However, this was the first time Jiang Ting's situation had happened!
Fangzheng activated his Heavenly Eye and swept it over. The next moment …
A scene appeared in front of Fangzheng's eyes. He saw Jiang Ting cleaning the windows when she suddenly slipped and fell from the sixteenth floor! He died on the spot.
"System, what's going on?" Fangzheng asked.
"There's no need to make a fuss. This benefactor has a lot of merit on him. What he's praying for today should be peace. She should be facing a calamity in the future, so she activated the feedback function of the Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Guanyin Bodhisattva and gave her a protective spell. With this incantation on her, she will be able to safely pass through this calamity, "the system said.
"Oh? Anyone can receive feedback? "If that was the case, Fangzheng's heart turned hot. It would be difficult for the monastery not to become popular!
"You are overthinking things. To receive Bodhisattva's feedback, one has to fulfill at least three requirements! First, the merit has to be greater than the negative karma. Furthermore, the merit has to condense into a lotus flower Dharma Aspect, even if it's just an illusory shadow. Second, the request has to be compatible with the Bodhisattva's functions. Third, something that will happen in the future. Any one of these three requirements will not trigger the Bodhisattva's feedback function, "the system said.
Fangzheng clicked his tongue when he heard that. Merit condensing into a lotus flower phantom? That was a terrifying requirement! Ordinary people had merit equal to negative karma, or slightly more than negative karma. Only kindhearted people who liked to help others would have their merit transform into golden light. To condense a lotus flower phantom, one had to have great merit like saving someone's life or accumulate that much merit. Such a person might not even be found in a hundred people!
After all, people didn't die every day. How could there be so many people to save? Accumulating merit was even harder. It was easy to do a good deed once, but to persist and do good deeds every day was just too difficult.
As for the second requirement, Fangzheng found it slightly better. After all, people who came to the monastery to pray to Buddha would do their homework. It was very rare to worship the wrong Bodhisattva.
However, what would happen in the future depended on the practicality of the request. If a beggar wished to become a billionaire the next day, he would have to have enough merit to get Bodhisattva to interfere with the world and reverse the universe. If not, he could only dream. And people with so much merit were destined to be extraordinary people. They would not pray for something so senseless.
Fangzheng's mind raced, so much so that he forgot to greet the three people in front of him.
Ruan Xianghe looked at Fangzheng staring at Jiang Ting in a daze. His gaze was fixated on her, and he did not even try to avoid it. She immediately felt unhappy as she frowned slightly. "He's ultimately still a young monk. His Buddhist Dharma isn't profound enough. He can't even move when he sees a young lady. I really can't figure out how such a monk managed to become the monastery's abbot. Is there no one else in the world? "
Zhao Yumin was a little displeased as well. Jiang Ting was his old friend's daughter. He naturally felt uncomfortable seeing his niece being stared at by a monk. Therefore, he coughed dryly in a bid to snap Fangzheng out of his stupor.
In the end, the monk did not retract his gaze even when Zhao Yumin's fake cough turned into a real cough. Even with his upbringing, he had the urge to curse. He thought to himself, "This young monk looks handsome. Why is he so shameless? How can he stare at someone like that?"
Compared to the two directors, Jiang Ting, who was the main character being stared at, also felt a little embarrassed from Fangzheng's stare. However, she soon realized that Fangzheng's gaze was not directed at her because his focus was not on her. From the looks of it, Fangzheng seemed to be in a daze!
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ting was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She subconsciously touched her face and felt a little disappointed. After all, Fangzheng was a handsome monk. Being stared at by the opposite sex was also a way to prove her charm. Furthermore, the opposite sex was a monk who did not partake in worldly affairs. It only increased her pride. Unfortunately …
"Venerable One, have you seen enough?" At that moment, Ruan Xianghe finally could not hold it in any longer as she berated him. She was not the person involved after all, so she did not notice that Fangzheng's focus was off.
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