Although Kuhui could not feel that Ye Xuan had any cultivation, it seemed that the other party was really a mortal, but there seemed to be a voice telling him that if he really dared to take a step forward, he would be afraid that he would have a great horror.

"Brother Ye, don't speak nonsense, and you should not apologize to the messenger quickly!" Zhang Qinghe stood up with difficulty. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and comforted Ye Xuan anxiously.

"Don't be angry, Brother Ye was crazy in his early years and has not recovered yet. Please forgive me." Li Xiu'er's face was pale and hurried to Kuhui and knelt down. His voice was humbly begging.

"Xiao Ye, please apologize to the messenger?"

Uncle Zhuo staggered and blocked his granddaughter and Ye Xuan directly. He was even more anxious and advised Ye Xuan, with great worry in his eyes.

He never expected that Ye Xuan would dare to speak to Buddhist envoys like this. It would be fine if Xiao Zhuoma was young, but Ye Xuan was obviously an adult, so how could he make such a low-level mistake?

Although Uncle Zhuo blamed Ye Xuan for being bold and arrogant in his heart, he must not let his granddaughter and Ye Xuan be hurt no matter what. From this we can also see that the old man is extremely simple.

The villagers came forward to plead for the little girl and Ye Xuan, which made Xiao Zhuoma bit her lips tightly, and even hugged Ye Xuan's arm tightly, looking at Kuhui with a little fear.

Unfortunately, no one knew that Kuhui had no idea of ​​making things difficult for Ye Xuan at this time. He had more and more cold sweats on his forehead, and his body was trembling unconsciously. Just because Ye Xuan's eyes were ruthless and indifferent, he felt a great horror between life and death.

Kuhui is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart. He can keep him in place with his eyes. If the other party is really a mortal, he will never believe it if he is beaten to death.

I can't afford to offend this person!

A simple sentence directly breeds in Kuhui's heart. Although he doesn't know who Ye Xuan is, a kind of intuition tells him that if he dares to step further, his fate will be extremely miserable.

"Amitabha, how good it is!"

Suddenly, Ku Hui quietly wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, then put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful and I am saving people for good. Today is the breeding of my inner demon. If this donor hadn't woken me up from my inner demon with a loud shout of subduing demons, I am afraid that I will definitely suffer a great disaster. I would like to thank the donor for saving my life."

Shameless, extremely shameless!

When Kuhui made this gesture, Ye Xuan was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, this monk was so shameless that Ye Xuan instantly regained his calm mentality. After all, he was in a submissive cultivation in Xiaoshi Village, so it would be better if he could not cause any trouble.

"The messenger is merciful. Xiao Ye has no virtue and can he accept the messenger's bow. Please do not want this." Uncle Zhuo hurriedly bowed, his pale face became a little rosy, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Hearing Uncle Zhuo's words, Ku Hui's eyes turned, and he was just taking the otaku down and said, "The Buddhist style in Xiaoshi Village is so prosperous, everyone is good, I must report to the host when I return to the temple."

“Master, mercy.”

"The envoy has a kind heart and will definitely be able to obtain the Bodhisattva's fruit in the future."

Hearing Kuhui's praises, Zhang Qinghe and many villagers spoke one after another. Everyone had a pious look in their eyes. He really thought it was Ye Xuan's words to rescue Kuhui from the demons in his heart.

Unfortunately, everyone didn't know that if Ku Hui hadn't been extremely afraid of Ye Xuan, he was afraid that today's Buddha ceremony would have caused trouble and something extremely bad would have happened.

"The Dharma is boundless, and it is the Buddhist purpose of saving people from goodness. Now, I am a monk who represents the Buddhist temple to give medicine to Xiaoshi Village, so that the villagers and others can feel the blessings of my Buddha."

Kuhui was talking, no longer looking at Ye Xuan, turned around and returned to the altar, but no one saw it. He quietly whispered, obviously the pressure Ye Xuan put on him was finally relieved slightly at this moment.

The worship of Buddha continued, but there was no longer the tension and depression as before. With a bitter and kind smile, the monks took out some medicine and gave it to the villagers of Xiaoshi Village, which also made everyone's faces look happy.

"Thank you, Master."

An old woman suffering from rheumatism and bone disease cured the pain under Kuhui's own casting spell. She even grabbed Kuhui's hand with tears in her eyes, and a trembling voice of gratitude came from her mouth.

Ku Hui nodded and smiled, but a look of disgust flashed through her eyes. She quietly moved the old woman's hand away from her body. If it weren't for Ye Xuan's side, how could he spend his cultivation and giving kindness to these stupid mortals?

The sun is shining brightly and the summer is hot.

The casting of the magic medicine has finally ended, and the process of worshiping Buddha's Day has come to an end. The sun in the sky is also drooping westward, and the sunset is also rising.

"Amitabha!"

Ku Hui Gao recited the Buddha's name and looked around the villagers with a kind smile on his face. However, when he saw Ye Xuan, his eyes dodged slightly and did not dare to look at Ye Xuan for a moment.

For Kuhui, this day was like a year. He had long wanted to leave this village, but he had to finish the process of worshiping Buddha's Day, which made him worried, fearing that the mysterious young man would make something.

"The Dharma is boundless and saves all sentient beings. Everyone in Xiaoshi Village worships Buddha and is kind to the heart. This is a great merit and good deed. All donors kneel three times and kowtow nine times to show their hearts towards Buddha. You can repay the blessings in the next life." He recited the Buddha's name with great pain, and the Buddha's light all over his body overflowed.

"It should be so!"

As the village chief, Zhang Qinghe took the lead in kneeling under the golden Buddha statue, which also made the other villagers kneel down and bow to the golden Buddha statues, and even recite Amitabha in their mouths. Everyone had a pious look in their eyes.

Under the golden Buddha statue!

The villagers knelt down and kowtowed, but when Ye Xuan's figure fell into Kuhui's eyes, Kuhui frowned and a sharp look flashed through his eyes.

Ye Xuan's coarse linen shirt, gray hair hanging down behind his head. A breeze blew to make his hair flutter in the wind, giving people a mysterious and leisurely feeling.

But at this moment, Ye Xuan did not kneel down to the golden Buddha statue like many villagers, but stood still, as if nothing could cause any trouble to him.

"Amitabha!"

He walked over and although he was afraid of Ye Xuan, the Buddha kneeling down and worshiping was a big deal. Ye Xuan's attitude at this moment was already a crime of disrespect. If he ignored him and someone would pass the matter back to the temple, he would definitely be questioned by the presidency. How should he explain?

"I wonder why the donor didn't bow to me?" When Kuhui was only one meter away from Ye Xuan, he stopped, and even asked Ye Xuan with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Ye, kneel down and worship the Buddha quickly." Uncle Zhuo's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly reminded Ye Xuan in a low voice.

"Brother Ye." The little girl pursed her lips and called Ye Xuan.
Chapter completed!