Just now, when the Buddha's birthday was halfway through, Yuan Ming, the monk who was in charge of the ritual, suddenly remained motionless and stared blankly at the statue of Sakyamuni in front of him. Allowing the ritual officers and monks to ask, he always said nothing. Just when the ritual officers were about to send someone to find the doctor, Yuan Ming returned to God as if he was returning to his soul. After hearing that the monk was inspired by the Buddha, the believers bowed down and kowtowed to Yuan Ming and the statue of Buddha behind him.

However, Yuan Ming's expression was very strange. He smiled bitterly and nodded at the strange believers not far away. Then he began to continue the Dharma Assembly. After finally finishing the Dharma Assembly of Buddha's birthday, he wanted to find Wu Mian. When Gui Bugui and others, he found that the few people had already left. One of the big men and the little ones took away all the tributes that the emperor worshiped Buddha. The final thank-you sharing tribute could only be found to be replaced by some offerings.

That night, after seeing off the gift officer and believers, Monk Yuanming hurried to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui's mansion. The servants used pain to hold him directly to the middle courtyard. Seeing that the banquet had been set up here, it was the tribute sent by the Emperor to worship Buddha during the day. The custom at the beginning was to worship Buddha with high-quality food. And this time it was the birthday of the Buddha, and the royal family prepared very finely, so I am afraid that the emperor would not be able to eat such a sumptuous meal. Unexpectedly, they all fell into the stomachs of these people in the end.

Seeing that Monk Yuanming arrived, these people and demons had no surprise expressions. Bai Wuqiu waved to Yuanming and said, "Monk, I'm waiting for you. The old guy just said you could come. At first, I didn't believe it. You were so busy today that you still have the leisure to visit our house. Who would give the monk a seat?"

"The monk is not here to have a drink this time. Mr. Gui, what do you mean this time?" Yuan Ming snorted and continued to say to these people: "Today is the Buddha's Birth Festival. Why do you deliberately make the monk ugly today? There are tens of thousands of good men and women coming to celebrate the festival today. Why do you make the monk ugly because of?"

"Apart from what's the matter? Look at Yuan Ming, what's wrong?" Gui Buguiyi looked at the monk in front of him with a surprised look. After pausing for a moment, the old guy continued, "It's wrong to look at you during the day. I suddenly stopped talking. My silly boy said that you were hollowed out by the nun after you finish it. Why? You won't be really told to the silly boy, right?"

"Monk, I am a person with the pure six senses, how could I do such a thing?" Yuan Ming was a little angry and didn't care about his demeanor of the monk. After glanced at these people, he said to Gui Bugui, who was the most suspicious: "Mr. Gui, Yuan Ming had said before that if he knew the whereabouts of Senior Brother Yuanchang, he would definitely inform him. Even if you don't believe in monks, you don't have to fiddle with such mysterious things on the day of Buddha's birthday, right?"

"Wait, Yuanming, what happened to you? Old man, I just asked the stupid boy to bring the emperor's banquet back, why did it involve Monk Yuanchang again?" Gui Bugui frowned, and then said to Yuanming: "In this way, for the sake of a banquet, I will give you a swearing, listen. If I did anything to disturb your Buddhist Birthday Fair, then let God take over my immortal magical power. How about it? Is this poison enough?"

"It's really not what you guys did?" Yuan Ming became confused. Then he continued to say to He Gui Bugui with a look of suspicion: "Who else in the world has such a wonderful illusion besides you? I didn't seem to find it fake from beginning to end." Then, Yuan Ming told these people what he had experienced during the day. As for the umbrella, Liu Jiuzhu.

After listening to their stories, Gui Buguiyi clapped his hands and said to Yuan Ming: "Guangren! This is only done by that great master. Monk, think about it, I believe you also know that we are all from alchemists. We know the magic that we know. Of course, that great master can't hide it from him. And the god you mentioned is now by his side. We were by your side that day, how could we use illusions in front of you? Isn't this standing where you are for you to point out? Isn't it been a day or two for you to know the old man, will I do such stupid things?"

After saying a few words from Gui Bugui, Yuan Ming became confused. However, no matter what, he did not grasp their handle. He could not take it out as evidence of his illusion. Moreover, he did not want to offend Wu Mian because of this matter. Gui Bugui's people, no matter whether they did it or not, he could only swallow his breath first.

At this time, Bai Wuqiu pulled him over to have a drink. Where can Yuanming have some leisure time? He said that he still had to do something in the temple, and then hurriedly left here.

After watching the monk leave, Bai Wuqiu sent away all the people who were serving around him. Then he said to his 'bird father': "Old guy, did you do this? We have been together for so long, and I have already figured out your tricks. This is pretending to be a magical guy, your work..."

"Didn't I hear your dad have already sworn?" Gui Bugui continued, after chuckling, "This is really not what I did..." While speaking, the old guy looked at Wu Mian who was silent, paused, and then said to the white-haired man, "I'm probably going to be hit by that kind of illusion. If Yuan Ming can hold on to the end, I don't really know Yuanchang's whereabouts, right?"

"Before saying this, ask yourself, will you believe it?" Wu Mian slowly drank a glass of wine and continued: "He can grit his teeth and persevere until the end, which means that this monk has seen through my illusion. This person does not have any magic at all, but he has the ability to see through illusion. Old guy, now know why Yuanchang accepted him as his junior brother? Can you do this even if you are him?"

"I am not Yuan Ming, but I really can't see the flaws of your illusion." After Gui Bugui smiled, he poured a glass of wine for Qiu Fang beside him, and then said to him with a smile: "I have been adjacent to Yuan Ming for several years, and I thought he had begun to relax. I also thought that I could know where Yuan Chang was now, but I didn't expect that this monk had the ability to see through Wu Mian's illusion."

"What if this monk Yuanming didn't see through the illusion?" Qiu Fang drank the wine in the glass and continued to say to Gui Bugui: "What if he just saw some flaws, instead of seeing through the illusion? For example, there is someone who shouldn't appear in the illusion, or if anyone in your illusion was wrong, he could instantly understand that he was in the illusion. Everything in front of him was not real..."

When Qiu Fang was speaking, Yuan Ming, who had already walked out of the mansion and returned to his sedan chair, breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said to himself: "They won't believe me this time, and you have to hurry up with your affairs."

Another person's voice sounded from the sedan chair: "Don't worry about my affairs. Since they still don't believe you, they will test you later. Be careful..."

The voice of his speech came from Yuanchang's mouth, but he was obviously not in front of him. When Yuanchang heard that Wu Mian said that Wu Mian would have some means to test him later, Yuan Ming couldn't help but sweat. If he hadn't known Yi Yang's recent situation in advance, he might have already caught Wu Mian and Gui Bugui's way. Moreover, the feeling of the soul being "evaporated" was too real. If Wu Mian had not taken over the illusion, it might have been a moment later that Yuan Ming had already cried and shouted to tell Yuan Chang's whereabouts. When he thought of this, Yuan Ming felt a little scared...
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