My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

 Chapter 280: Make everyone unable to hear

 Thinking is all about thinking, you still have to say hello.

Mianmian put her hands together and greeted Yonghui: "Hello, Abbot Yonghui, I am Mianmian. Mianmian is late, I'm sorry."

Yonghui lowered his head and gave Mianmian a gift in return, still with a signature smile on his face: "Junior sister Mianmian, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please sit down quickly. I'm going to show my humiliation and start preaching."

Mianmian nodded and looked behind him.

Qingxu and Yongjue both had empty futons around them, which seemed to be reserved for them.

So she walked over with her short legs, the ancient style dress and sleeves fluttering on her body.

The Jiang family does not belong to Buddhism or Taoism. Today was an important occasion, so Mianmian wore the clothes her mother would wear for her when she participated in important family activities on the mountain.

 The clothes are light pink, of ancient style, and there are many pieces in total. In order to avoid the heat, she put a cooling charm on herself and also gave it to her friends and grandnephew.

Since the friends were also wearing clothes from the Jiang family, this idea came up in vain. Then Mianmian asked about it and everyone agreed, including Yang Xian.

Mianmian actually found it strange, and asked Yang Xian why he agreed to wear the Jiang family's clothes, but Yang Xian didn't answer her directly at all, only saying that it was time to leave.

Yang Xian didn’t want to say anything, and Mianmian couldn’t continue asking.

The group of people sat down on the futon. Yonghui on the table clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Since the distinguished guests have arrived, let me talk about my recent insights from the Ksitigarbha Sutra."

Yonghui began to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra piece by piece and added his own insights.

 The golden light around him became more and more powerful, and accompanied by stars falling around the people at the venue. Some fell around Mianmian. She was about to touch it out of curiosity when Yang Xian's voice came from behind: "Don't touch it."

Mianmian was sure she heard Yang Xian talking and was curious.

 But now she was sitting at the front, unable to turn around and ask Yang Xian, so she could only stay still.

Yang Xian frowned at this time.

 Behind his heavenly eyes, those golden spots were just superficial, they were actually black on the inside.

This is different from the situation when Mianmian started the live broadcast. At that time, there were only four kinds of light around Mianmian: gold, gray, white and black.

Because he felt strange, Yang Xian became more and more attentive, wanting to see what was going on with Yonghui, who was giving the lecture. But after coming into contact with Yong Hui again, his eyebrows stung, and the next second he couldn't see anything!

Yang Xian felt frightened, but he and Mianmian were too far away to talk anymore.

Mianmian is actually using the talisman secretly.

 Invisible diamond talisman.

She believed Yang Xian. Yang Xian said that those lights could not be touched, so she decided not to touch them. From this, she inferred that what Yong Hui said was not a good thing.

 So, she decided to make sure that no one in the square could touch the light or hear Yonghui’s voice.

With a series of small movements, some people who had closed their eyes and received the enlightenment of Sanskrit sounds suddenly felt nothing at all.

 They opened their eyes and looked at Yonghui.

Seeing that Abbot Yonghui was still preaching and not stopping, I wondered: Could it be that Master Yonghui's realm has regressed? Why is it that today’s sermon doesn’t have the same spring breeze feeling as before?

 Or, are they too useless? These people made random assumptions in their minds and did not dare to reveal that they had not listened clearly to Master Yonghui’s lectures. They were afraid of being laughed at by people they knew, so they had no choice but to endure it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone in the square was sitting on pins and needles. Unable to understand, naturally unable to concentrate, everyone sat swaying around.

 The original monks of Fahua Temple saw this and frowned in deep thought.

They also found that today’s sermon was different from the previous ones. This was definitely not a deterioration in the abbot’s realm. So why were the people present like this?

As time went by, the monks became anxious and wanted to interrupt Yonghui, but they were afraid of being harshly criticized. They can only close their eyes and pass the time by silently reciting scriptures to themselves.

 Soon, it was already twelve o'clock noon.

The first volume of "Ksitigarbha Sutra" had just been finished. Yonghui opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Everyone, I have shown my shame. These are my new insights in recent years. Do you have any doubts and want to communicate with me? "

Yonghui’s eyes fell on Qingxu: “Master Qingxu, do you have any advice?”

Qingxu flicked the whisk, looking unfathomable.

He shook his head slightly and looked at Yongjue: "My Taoist sect naturally has a different understanding of the principles in Buddhism. It is the correct principle for you to communicate with Abbot Yongjue."

Yongjue: Lao Niubi, thank you!

Just now he felt a little subtle fluctuation, and then he heard nothing. I didn’t hear anything and couldn’t say anything at all. How could I communicate Yonghui’s point of view with Yonghui?

 Chingxu can really deceive people.

When Yongjue was in trouble, there was a young man next to him who couldn't hold his breath. Regardless of his teacher's eyes, he suddenly said loudly: "Abbot Yonghui, did you really say what you just said? Why did I just say something after listening to three sentences?" Can’t even hear it?”

Yong Hui also frowned after saying such a sentence: "How could you not hear it? I just spoke very carefully."

At this time, the monks from Fahua Temple approached Yonghui and told Yonghui that they had not heard anything just now.

Yong Hui’s smile froze for a moment.

 How come you didn’t hear it? He had been preparing for today for a long time, just to let everyone know that Fahua Temple was no worse than Shifang Temple. Now that the first lecture was over, the people below did not listen at all.

What exactly is going on?

"Abbot Yonghui, I have an idea about something we haven't heard." A person sitting on Yang Xian's left suddenly said, "Just now I heard this little brother say don't touch, and then what? We couldn't even hear it. I originally thought it was Master Yonghui testing us, but now it seems it's not?"

“I heard it too, and it is indeed the same as what this senior brother said.”

 When one person tells the truth, many people will tell the truth. At first, they were afraid that they would be laughed at by the people around them. Now that someone has spoken out, there is no need to be afraid.

 No one has heard it. It can’t be because everyone has no wisdom and cannot understand it, right?

Yonghui looked at Yang Xian: "This donor, please help everyone clear up their doubts."

Yang Xianmoran.

 If he really wanted to clear up the confusion, of course he knew that it was Mianmian who did it. Because he said not to touch it, Mianmian listened to his words and knew that those light spots were not a good thing, so she took action so that no one present could hear them.

 But if you really say it, wouldn’t Mianmian become the target of public criticism?

 When they first entered the square, these people were already complaining, saying that Mianmian was late. If they heard that it was Mianmian who kept them from hearing, I don't know what they would do.

 But Yang Xian never lies. Although he has been wandering for eleven years, he has always wanted to be an honest person.

what to do?

Yang Xian's eyes couldn't help but fall on Mianmian in front of him.

 (End of this chapter)