As soon as the old monk opened his mouth, I thought it was bad, and it seemed that he had been fooled again!

Alas, I'm still too young!

However, since the words have been said, they cannot be recycled. They can only ask the old monk what was going on?

After hearing this, the old monk was not polite, so he took out a bronze oil lamp from the Buddha's feet and placed it in front of me.

And at this time, I found that the expression on the old monk's face suddenly became extremely serious. After changing his mood just now, it seemed that what he asked me to do was very difficult!

The eyes then fell on the bronze oil lamp, and I immediately saw that the oil lamp was unusual, because I actually felt an extremely special breath on the lamp, which I had felt on the old lady.

"I wonder if Young Master Zhang can ignite this oil lamp?" The old monk looked at me with hope.

“Light the light?”

I looked at him in surprise.

If I hadn't seen the old monk's serious expression, I would have thought this old man was teasing me, because there was no wick in this lamp.

Candles need to be accompanied by sacred people. How can an oil lamp be lit without a wick?

But at this moment, the Tongshan beside him suddenly came over, looked at the clear lamp in front of him with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "It is rumored that the master has an ancient lamp left since the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang. Is it this one?"

The old monk gently stroked his white beard, "That's right! This lamp was held by Master Sanzang when he was traveling west."

Listening to the two of them, I became interested immediately and looked at the old monk with some doubts. We didn’t know whether what he said was true or false, but we always felt that he was bragging!

The old monk seemed very excited and quickly reached out to me and made a gesture of invitation.

"Master, are you going to find me a wick?" I said speechlessly.

The old monk sighed softly, "I also want to find a wick and light it to ignite it in front of the platform every day. Unfortunately, this is not a Buddha's wish, and this light is not an ordinary light, so naturally there is no need for a wick."

"But this lamp has no wick, how could it be lit?"

"You don't know this. Although this lamp does not have a wick, there are relics inside it. This is left by my Buddhist monk sitting in the transformation, which can sense the great trend of the world!" The little monk named Wukong suddenly said.

Relics? I looked at the clear lamp again and immediately felt awe.

The old monk pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and asked me, "Have you ever heard of lighting the sky lantern?"

I raised my brows sharply, then nodded gently.

"The soul of a person of fate is determined by heaven, with a yellow air covering the top. But the sky lantern is lit. It's a pity that this lamp has been several hundred years since it was ignited. I don't know if I can see the everlasting fireworks of the green lamp in my lifetime! If I have the honor to see it, even if I fall into the Avici Hell, it will be worth it!"

While talking, the old monk suddenly folded his hands together and bowed deeply at me.

I also took a deep breath, staring at the clear lamp in front of me with heavy eyes, and I felt a little regretful.

How come this is not a lamp? It is clearly pushing me into the fire pit and wanting my life. If it were in ancient times, it would be enough for the old monk to behead him 100 times.

If this light is not lit, it would be fine. If it is really lit by me, once the news is spread, it will definitely cause a huge vibration, and it will definitely cause extremely huge shocks. I myself will also face huge troubles and even dangers. I wonder how many people will start to think about this head on my neck.qQQX︴δЙεω.CoΜ

The old monk seemed to see the worry in my heart and hurriedly said, "Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang, whether this lamp is lit or not, I will never let the news leak out. I swear by Buddha, but these friends of yours..."

He looked at Tongshan and the little fox.

The man in Tongshan was obviously very tactful. Although his face was full of curiosity, he sighed unwillingly, said that I was waiting for you outside, and then turned around and walked out.

Then I turned my eyes to the little fox. In fact, the one who was most worried was this. His mouth was just like a belt, with elasticity.

Feeling my gaze, the little fox's eyes moved down from his phone.

"What do I do? Brother, I have given all the money. You are not allowed to go back. I will marry a wife and buy a house and a car in the future. There are so many places to use money!" The little fox listed it back, with a look of a wealthy slave.

Love, this child didn't hear what we were saying at all. He focused on the unexpected money he had just obtained, and even the mobile phone was a balance reminder from the bank.

This way I feel relieved.

"call……"

I let out a long sigh, my eyes became firm in an instant. I put my fingers together on my forehead and gently pulled out a trace of my soul, and then slowly leaned towards the green lamp.

It’s strange to say that just as my fingers approached the green lamp, the ancient green lamp immediately changed. A faint golden light suddenly shone out from under the bronze, as if it was ignited.

I was stunned for a moment.

What the hell…

No way?

Could it be that the old monk secretly installed a light bulb in this lamp?

It seems that there are really relics here!

I looked up at the old monk, wanting an accurate reply.

Unexpectedly, when the old monk saw this scene, he immediately trembled all over excitedly.

"It's bright, it's bright, it's really bright!" The little monk exclaimed even more excitedly.

The old monk trembled and stretched out his hand and grabbed the little monk's wrist.

"Wukong, kneel down and follow me to pay homage to the Buddha!"

While speaking, he actually knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to the clear lamp in front of him.

I looked at this scene in surprise because I knew that people who are monks usually do not kneel down easily. Once they enter Buddhism, the four elements are empty. They pay attention to the purity of the six senses and purity of the mortal world. They do not kneel down in heaven and earth, do not kneel down in parents, only kneel down in the Western Paradise, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. Of course, there are also some people who kneel down in the emperor in history, and he said it.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

After three sounds, the old monk stood up and closed his hands 10 times to chant the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha! The destiny of heaven is right in front of me. I am a monk with a slim eyes. Please forgive me for your sins!"

What a big change in attitude?

I was a little confused by him.

"Master, it seems that nothing is wrong, right? Can we not be so grand?"

The old monk smiled quickly, "Ling Ring Ring..."

"Wukong, today's affairs cannot be spread, otherwise you and I will be in trouble. Do you understand?"

"Master, what did you say? I saw nothing or heard nothing. My disciple mopped the floor."

After saying this, the little monk decisively turned around and took the wrong one to drag it, and began to lower his head and drag it seriously.

What can I say? I can only say that the master and apprentice are better than the other.

It is indeed not easy to make a lot of money.

The old monk was not idle either. He respectfully picked up the green lamp, then walked to the middle shrine I had noticed before, lifted the curtain in a corner, and put the green lamp in casually. I couldn't even see who was worshipped inside?

After putting on the lights, I seemed to walk in front of me again and said, "I have another unhappy request. In the future, when disaster comes, I hope the donor can protect the life of my disciple!"

My palms tightened slightly, this was the second time.

I looked at the little monk next to me and asked carefully: "Master, what do you mean?"

"The donor already knows, why ask more! Remember, this imperial capital is full of dangers and undercurrents, but time is not absolute. There is a place for enemies and friends. Only by judging the situation can one be invincible."

After saying this, the old monk didn't care whether I agreed to his request or not, so he returned to his wooden fish, and then slowly closed his eyes, obviously he didn't want to say more words.

Seeing that the old monk closed his eyes and didn't say anything, I knew that even if I chased him and asked, he probably wouldn't answer me. Since that's the case, I should leave.

After taking a look at the mysterious shrine again, I turned around and walked out with a heart full of doubt.

The moment he stepped out of Buddhism, the sound of wooden fish behind him sounded again.
Chapter completed!