Chapter 270

As soon as he heard that his big apprentice was willing to bear the burden in advance, the old host had no opinion. He immediately nodded through tears and smiled, inserted the Zen stick into the belt behind him, and began to climb out of bed and go outside.

"Good disciple, call me tomorrow when you've arranged it. I'm too sleepy to open my eyes. Let's talk tomorrow!"

Then, regardless of Gu Zheng's stunned reaction, where is the poor old man just now?

He slipped his legs and feet flexibly, disappeared on the edge of the door, melted into the darkness in the yard and disappeared.

When Gu Zheng closed his door, some light yellow halos in the house were blown out, and the whole courtyard was only illuminated by moonlight.

From the front door of the host's room, an old monk with a Zen stick slowly stood out.

He sighed slightly, like Gu Zheng who wanted to tell the sleeping people that they didn't know, and said softly: "with the identity of the host, it's only right to do things. It's not necessary to always ask my useless master before it can be implemented."

"I used to think that if I did something wrong with such an identity, I could carry it for you in front."

"But now that the young bird has grown into an eagle, it's time to untie the rope on his feet."

"Disciple, the future of Huangjue temple is in your hands."

After these words.

There was only a slight sigh in the courtyard, and there was no sound in the whole courtyard. As usual, waiting for another sunrise.

When the time goes by, the people in the hall will be led to the back mountain. The open washing table specially built by the monks, the refugees who were still nervous yesterday, after a night's rest, everyone is refreshed.

They are condescending behind the small earth slope behind the inclined rear. The onlookers have been emptied out of the backyard, and the monks of Huangjue temple are busy.

By the way, I also look at the monk's groundless demeanor.

"Ouch, Master Wu Yu has come out!"

It was such a sentence that the originally orderly peek team was immediately crowded with new people.

Everyone was bustling and crowded, trying to peek down with their heads.

"Where is it? Where is the master of lustlessness?"

"Take a look. Here comes the lustless master who has good luck all day?"

The lustless elder martial brother, who was so eagerly expected, stood in front of the younger martial brothers who were still washing their faces and arranged today's main tasks.

"Today, the table is put on the main hall to perform the ceremony of presiding over the sealing ceremony in the temple."

After hearing this order, no one had any objection. Instead, it seemed that they had been prepared long ago and asked the eldest martial brother for more specific details.

"Elder martial brother, what will be arranged for this ceremony? How did the previous presiders of Huangjue Temple pass down to the next one?"

"I don't know. In the past, I left a written legacy. The last host passed away, and the next generation inherited it automatically."

"Then this time our host master?"

"I don't understand master's psychology. He said he was going to die soon and would entrust it to me as soon as possible before he died."

"It's good for him to be a supreme elder in the temple. Don't worry about him."

No, we won't worry about master. He can eat and sleep. He can live for at least ten years.

The monks in the backyard took orders and went away, while the refugees who had seen enough spread the overheard gossip all over the place.

"Have you heard? As soon as we went up the mountain, we caught up with the Teaching Hall of Huangjue temple."

"Yes, indeed, Master Wu Yu has become the host of the next generation of Huangjue temple."

"Look what you said. In Huangjue temple, who can be the host of this session except the master of no desire?"

"People should have talent and virtue. If the host passes it on to others, the current host monk will be old and confused."

You will send people to look good.

It was because of the curiosity of these people that the grand ceremony of conferring awards, which only needed the presence of the monks of the temple in the main hall, was densely surrounded by people at the outer gate.

These monks have long been psychologically prepared. After a peripheral circle in their respective itinerary, they don't care about these idle people who can't even care about the house.

When the old monk presided over, he found another Pilu hat from somewhere and passed it along with his Zen stick to the senseless mage kneeling in front of him.

Gu Zheng looked at the Dharma hat in his master's hand, which was quite like a Tang Monk's hat, and buckled it on his head. After he stuffed the Yellow Scepter in his hand, he inexplicably felt that his meat was also fragrant.

When he finished the ceremony, he slowly turned to the believers outside the gate of the main hall in this brilliant dress and planned to give gifts and thanks.

Suddenly, the sound of jingle came back to his mind.

"Congratulations to the host for taking over the chairmanship of Huangjue Temple ahead of schedule and becoming the chairmanship of a new era with the mission of carrying forward the whole temple."

"Now reward the Buddha light for 10 seconds. All creatures within half a mile around the host will be bathed in the warm Buddha light."

"Those who are lucky enough to bathe in this Buddha light have some recovery or improvement in their physique."

Before Gu Zheng said wait, the little green ball, who wanted to be as powerful as possible, automatically distributed the attached gift.

From this moment on, the sound of the system prompt tone stopped.

From Gu Zheng's body, like the transmission of light waves, slowly raised layers of light.

On the surface of Gu Zheng's cassock, this kind of light is the most prosperous, which gives the gold, silver and silk thread on the cassock dress that is not every product to the golden light.

With the outward expansion of this layer of light, this layer of light, like spirituality, progresses layer by layer.

First, he passed through the original host closest to Gu Zheng, and then expanded to the martial brothers around him. These layers of light did not stop, but pushed forward circle after circle.

It passed by countless onlookers and spread to the small half of Fengyang mountain before it stopped moving.

At this time, there were several strong young men on the mountain, who were not interested in praying for God and Buddha, but were busy in the empty field of building houses in the back mountain.

But this time Gu Zheng made so much noise that the light even shrouded the back mountain.

Such anomalies are naturally beyond human interpretation.

In the backcourt, the people who used to fight against wood to lay the foundation stopped their work in surprise and doubt.

"No! The light came from the main hall of Huangjue temple."

"My old mother is still watching from the side!"

"What are you waiting for? Go and check it quickly. Don't do anything to avoid hurting your family by mistake!"

Among them, Xu Da is the most mature and prudent. He grabs these yellow lights around with his hand. It seems that there is no big problem. On the contrary, he feels warm all over. He doesn't know whether it is because of these lights that he has been washed away.

He was the least nervous of these people. Instead, he walked down the mountain with his hands on his back.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the main hall, the Buddha light that lasted only ten seconds disappeared long ago.

Only the stunned people in the temple were left.

It's Gu Zheng who thinks that if everyone keeps this expression all the time, it is easy to cause facial paralysis.

As if unconscious, he sang a promise in the hall.

"Amitabha."

The former host standing opposite Gu Zheng, now the supreme elder, took the lead in reacting and grabbed Gu Zheng's cassock with an excited hand.

"Just now the Buddha appeared!"

"Yes! Yes!"

But Gu Zheng was unwilling to admit that the Buddha manifestation of such two fools was something he could do.

He just shook his head and sang another song in front of one kneeling villager after another.

"You are wrong!"

"The Buddha's manifestation in Huangjue temple is only for the host of this new session, not because I have no desire, let alone for others."

"The Buddha of Huangjue temple does not exist with this heaven and earth because of me."

After saying this, Gu Zheng took a deep look at Zhu Yuanzhang's direction. After the other party suddenly responded to his eyes, he sang again: "Amitabha."

"Buddha said, don't say."

What else can't be said? Li Shan on one side understood it for seconds.

As soon as he came in, Xu Da, who had just understood the cause and effect of the matter, was even more suspicious. When they were not aware of it, they even added a bit of awe to Zhu Yuanzhang they wanted to protect.

Seeing that he smoothly buttoned the pots of all the visions onto Zhu Yuanzhang's head, Gu Zheng turned the string of white jade Bodhi in his hand with satisfaction. Surrounded by the younger martial brothers, he followed the only elder in the hospital to incense the Bodhisattva.

Until all the ceremonies were over, Gu Zheng pointed to Zhu Yuanzhang, who had followed him early in the morning and wanted to find an answer, and said, "sit down."

Then he said the last words before they separated.

"Younger martial brother."

"Elder martial brother."

"Since you came to the temple, this little-known temple has seen visions frequently."

"The temple, from top to bottom, including the master, did not use such a scene to publicize the temple."

"Because a container is a container after all, and all this will no longer exist after the real person who brings visions to it leaves."

"Therefore, the incense in the temple is prosperous, but no one really publicizes them to the mouth. That's why."

"This is also the reason why the temple was closed after you left, younger martial brother."

"The phenomenon just now is beyond the reach of human beings, and because we accepted your existence, the hosts of Huangjue temple from generation to generation have boundless merit."

"This is the amulet made by master, eldest martial brother and all the martial brothers in the temple after chanting the Sutra for you in the Buddhist hall for ninety-nine and eighty-one times."

"When you go out, you must wear it around."

"At least it also inherits the thoughts and sincere wishes of us."