Chapter 616

"Brother Ye doesn't eat, little Zhuoma, you eat." Ye Xuan shook her head slowly and put the candy back into the little girl's hand, because ye Xuan knew that the candy seemed simple, but it was not easy to delicacy for the little girl who had rarely eaten snacks since childhood.

One big and one small pushed each other, which also made the bystanders laugh. Zhang Qinghe took out a candy and stuffed it into the little girl's hand again.

"Well, I know that you girl always remembers your brother Ye. Uncle Qinghe will give you another piece."

"Thank you, uncle Qinghe." The little girl quickly thanked, and then shook Ye Xuan's big hand and said, "brother ye, Zhuoma has two sweets this time. You and I will eat together when we get home."

Childlike innocence, simplicity and goodness. These eight words fully explain the essence of the little girl, which also makes Ye Xuan nod slightly. His heart like eternal ice presents a wisp of warmth.

"Qinghe, what's the matter with these three animals and four fruits?"

Suddenly, uncle Zhuo frowned slightly. When he saw the tribute on the altar, he seemed to find something. Then he turned to Zhang Qinghe and asked.

"Ah?"

Hearing uncle Zhuo's words, Zhang Qinghe was stunned first, then a bitter smile appeared on his face and said, "Uncle Zhuo, don't you know what's going on in our Xiaoshi village?"

"The locust plague the year before last, the drought last year, and it's just getting better this year. The big three animals are treasures. If they are really slaughtered, the life of our Xiaoshi village will be even harder." Zhang Qinghe said wrongfully.

"This...?"

Uncle Zhuo's face turned white. How could he not know Zhang Qinghe's wronged? But if the Buddhist envoy was dissatisfied, he was afraid that he would surely condemn Xiaoshi village.

As the conversation between the two fell into Ye Xuan's ears, ye Xuan also looked at the altar. Sure enough, he saw that the tributes on the altar were small three animals and some ordinary fruits.

What is "three animals and four fruits"?

The three animals and four fruits are objects of worship. They must be present on all major festivals, but these three animals and four fruits are also graded.

The three animals can be divided into large and small. The big three animals refer to sheep's head, pig's head and cow's head; Small three animals refer to chicken head, duck head and free head.

At the moment, the small three animals are placed on the altar, which is also the lowest sacrifice tribute.

The four fruits are not so particular. Earthly fruits such as apples and peaches can be used as four fruits. If you can sacrifice some fruits containing aura, it would be better.

But the tribute offered by Xiaoshi village is not only the most common four kinds of fruits, but also the three animals use chicken head, duck head and rabbit head, which is really a little shabby.

Just as Zhang Qinghe said, Xiaoshi village has suffered disasters for two years. It can be said that there is almost no harvest. The cattle are used for farming, the sheep are used for milking, and the pigs can give birth to piglets. These are precious things. If they are really slaughtered, wouldn't it make Xiaoshi village worse?

"Uncle Zhuo doesn't need to worry. Buddhism is compassionate. Although our sacrifices use small three animals, Buddhist envoys will certainly understand the difficulties of our Xiaoshi village." Zhang Qinghe said with a flattering smile.

"I hope so!" Uncle Zhuo frowned, his words were insincere, and there was a look of worry in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, just listening to the Buddha's horn outside Xiaoshi village, I saw more than ten monks walking into Xiaoshi village. The first one was about 30 years old and was chanting the Buddha's horn with his hands together.

"The messenger is coming, the Buddhist messenger is coming."

When these ten monks entered Xiaoshi village, every family of villagers shouted excitedly and knelt down to worship these monks.

"Amitabha."

Kuhui recited the Buddha's name and said, "where is the village head of Xiaoshi?"

"Xiao Min Zhang Qinghe, now the head of Xiaoshi village, has seen the messenger." Zhang Qinghe dared not neglect, trotted towards kuhui, and then knelt down at his feet and kowtowed.

With respect to Zhang Qinghe's respectful attitude, kuhui recited the Buddha's name with his hands folded together, and a look of satisfaction crossed his eyes. Although he was a Buddhist Messenger, he enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by mortals.

Now!

Ye Xuan, with his hands on his back, silently looked at the so-called Buddhist emissary. A touch of indifference passed quietly from the bottom of his eyes, and then he stopped looking at this person.

Golden elixir!

The so-called Buddhist messenger is just a golden elixir. He doesn't even have the qualification to lift his shoes for ye Xuan, which naturally won't arouse Ye Xuan's interest.

"Three animals and four fruits are ready?" Although kuhui seems to be smiling kindly, she asks Zhang Qinghe in a condescending attitude.

"Must be... Ready."

Zhang Qinghe knelt to the ground, with a strong smile on his face, which also made kuhui nod and look at the altar.

Suddenly!

When kuhui saw the three animals and four fruits on the altar, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, her face was slightly iron green, the Buddha's palms with her hands folded were slowly put down, and she looked at Zhang Qinghe with a gloomy look.

"These are the three animals and four fruits that you worship my Buddha in Xiaoshi village?"

Kuhui almost finished this sentence word by word, and the momentum of the golden elixir period broke out suddenly at this moment, which also made the noisy Xiaoshi village suddenly silent.

The thing that made uncle Zhuo worry most happened. He worshipped the Buddha with such cheap three animals and four fruits, which directly made the Buddhist emissary question and make Zhang Qinghe present a lot of cold sweat on his forehead and constantly kowtow to kuhui.

"The messenger listened to Xiao Min's explanation. The natural disasters in Xiaoshi village year after year, cattle, sheep and other livestock..."

"Bold!"

Without waiting for Zhang Qinghe to finish, kuhui glared, his voice was like thunder, and said, "my Buddha is merciful and benefits the common people. You don't know how to be grateful. Instead, you worship my Buddha with such inferior three animals and four fruits, which is really humiliating my Buddha."

"Amitabha!"

As kuhui angrily denounced, more than ten monks behind him chanted the Buddha's horn. The deafening sound of Zen sounded in the whole Xiaoshi village, which frightened the villagers of Xiaoshi village and knelt down one after another to pray for forgiveness from the Buddhist emissary.

"The messenger is merciful. We and other people have always been devout to the Buddha. It's really that our village is too poor. Our village will certainly make up for today's mistakes on the next day of Buddha worship. I hope the messenger is merciful and don't be angry." Zhang Qinghe kept kowtowing, his forehead was blue and purple, and a trace of blood flowed out, which was a statement with a crying voice.

Now!

Kuhui's face is gloomy and his breath is even colder. But in the face of these ignorant mortals, he can't really convict. Is it because the three animals and four fruits are inferior, he will kill the whole village?

If he does, he will directly ruin the reputation of Buddhism. He will be regarded as a Buddhist messenger. This is not the result he wants.

In fact, the so-called three animals and four fruits is just a form. Kuhui doesn't care much. It's just that there are many Buddhist envoys like him in Xiniu Hezhou. These Buddhist envoys also measure their achievements according to the incense money contributed by each village.

Only when the more incense money is collected, will Buddhism give them advanced skills and cultivation resources, which is in direct proportion to the incense money collected by Buddhist envoys.

Xiaoshi village is now offering sacrifices with inferior three animals and four fruits. It can be seen from here that Xiaoshi village can't give any incense money at all. It can be said that kuhui will go there in vain, so kuhui will be so angry.

Although kuhui was angry, he could not criticize these humble mortals for making incense money. He could only quickly end today's sacrifice and go to the next village.

"The sacrifice begins."

Kuhui's face was gloomy. He didn't even bother to recite the Buddha's name again. He strode directly to the altar. In his hand, there was an extra wooden fish out of thin air. He knocked quickly in his hand. More than ten monks behind him recited the Vajra Sutra and announced that the sacrifice officially began.