Zhao Ce saw the young master behind Zhao Yuanwai at a glance.

This person is an old acquaintance of himself.

It was his former classmate, Zhao Anming.

He was also the so-called noble and talented Mr. Zhao among his former classmates.

He was the one who took the lead and caused his predecessor to be ruined and expelled from school.

This Young Master Zhao has the same surname as him, but he is not a relative.

When I was in school, I couldn't stand the original owner's aloof appearance even though his family was poor.

Everywhere is a stumbling block for the original owner.

Zhao Anming's family has some money, so he also has many scoundrels.

The group of people watched Zhao Anming and Zhao Ce not deal with them.

Then I thought about fixing the original owner.

So he took him to have a good time and have a good time.

In the end, the original owner ended up being expelled from school.

If Mr. Zhao knew, he just wanted to correct someone because he hated him.

But one person ended up losing his life.

I don't know what he will think.

Zhao Ce looked at Mr. Zhao and his eyes flashed.

With such virtue, do you still want the blessing of Buddha?

Although it is not enough to take revenge now.

But looking at the situation today, it may not be possible for his family to suffer a little.

Moreover, their family has to thank themselves in turn.

Thinking like this.

Zhao Ce withdrew his eyes.

Mr. Zhao over there stood next to Mr. Zhao and said impatiently: "Dad, could it be that this starving ghost really came out?"

Zhao Yuanwai said: "How do I know?"

"Hasn't this master opened his eyes? He should have come out."

Mr. Zhao rolled his eyes.

"You don't say anything, and your strange power confuses the gods."

Member Zhao gave him a look.

"You and I have seen with our own eyes that this master did not eat or drink for six days, and his face was still glowing."

"Isn't this protected by Buddhist dharma? What is it?"

Mr. Zhao groaned and couldn't explain why.

The words in his mouth had to stop.

Zhao Yuanwai quickly stepped forward with his son.

With a flattering smile on his face, he said: "Master is indeed an expert."

"I haven't eaten or drank for six whole days, but I'm still moving as usual and my face is rosy."

"Could this be the legendary achievement of the magical power of living without grains?"

The master clasped his hands together and nodded.

He said: "Amitabha."

"In ancient times, Buddha used his body to feed eagles, but now I, Yuan Kong, use my body to lure hungry ghosts to death."

"It's almost time now, this ghost should have come out."

"Next, I will open an altar to save this starving ghost!"

When Zhao Yue heard this, he immediately beamed with joy.

"Master, then hurry up and start practicing!"

"Strike while the iron is hot and catch this starving devil in one fell swoop!"

The old lady beside him also said quickly: "Thank you so much, master, and please do it as soon as possible."

The master said another word about Amitabha.

Finished.

Waited for a long time.

But he saw that Zhao and others were still staring at him.

The master was a little unhappy.

What happened to these donors?

Nothing will happen?

Buddha didn't eat until he didn't need it. Does he really not need to eat?

Zhao Yuanwai saw that the master had not moved for a long time, so he quickly said: "Why don't you start? Master, what else do you need?"

The master glanced at this group of blind people and said calmly: "In order to lure this starving ghost out, the poor monk did not eat or drink for six days."

"I was also sucked alive by this starving ghost for six days!"

"Although the poor monk is still fasting, he can't withstand the loss of energy and blood!"

"If we want to get rid of this starving ghost now, I am afraid that the poor monk will not have enough menstrual energy and blood."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanwai quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I was negligent."

"Son, hurry up!"

Mr. Zhao behind him reluctantly took out a bulging purse.

Zhao Yuanwai grabbed it and said: "This is a little thought from our family, take it to worship the Buddha."

"Master, please don't dislike it."

The master glanced at the purse in his hand and quickly looked away.

The young novice next to him put away his purse.

The master then seemed somewhat satisfied and said: "These yellow and white things are nothing more than external things."

"Although the poor monk has no use for it, it can help the Buddha rebuild his golden body."

"Executive member Zhao, you and your family are all very nice and very Buddhist."

"Buddha will definitely bless you."

Member Zhao's smiling eyes narrowed into slits.

Mrs. Zhao behind her also clasped her hands together and bowed to heaven happily.

"Master, please hurry up and do it."

The master shouted loudly: "Open the altar and practice!"

The boys around quickly drove everyone around away from them.

The crowd in front was retreating, and Zhao Ce and the two of them stayed where they were, and gradually reached the front row.

Su Cai'er thought that she could actually see the Bodhisattva so close.

I was very happy.

I’ll have to pay my respects later!

The Bodhisattva will definitely hear her wish!

At this time, the incense on the offering table had been relit.

Three pillars of large incense and three pillars of small incense.

There are three big red candles in the incense burner in front.

In addition, there is a piece of white paper cut into the shape of a turtle on the table.

There is a blank yellow paper next to it.

Next to the offering table, there was a basin of water.

The master said proudly: "Bring me my Zen staff made of thousand-year-old black iron!"

A jingling Zen staff was picked up by the young novice behind him.
To be continued...