Chapter 1732

Incense for burning and chanting scriptures is also sent by special people.

Duanmu yawang looked around when they came to the incense burning and chanting team. He didn't see any people visiting and worshiping incense. After a while, he saw a man with a big basket on his arm appeared in front of the queue and began to deliver sacrificial incense.

The man first took out the incense from the basket, then handed it to the man, and then handed it to the man's burning fire fold.

The people in line personally lit the incense with a fire fold. The people with a basket picked up the matches and continued down.

Incense burning is usually three incense sticks.

At the time of delivery, each person also has three incense sticks.

However, to Duanmu yawang here.

She seems to have another accident.

Because she was stuffed with six incense sticks.

She stayed for a while and really wanted to ask, why is she liujixiang?

However, without waiting for her to ask, the man glanced at the fire fold in her hand and signaled her to hurry up.

Duanmu yawang didn't want to delay the people behind him, so he quickly lit the incense, and then handed the fire fold back to the man carrying the basket.

After the man with the basket took it, he continued to walk down. Duanmu yawang took back all the words he wanted to ask.

She sighed and thought, "just give me as much as I can."

Anyway, the difference between holding three incense sticks and holding six incense sticks is not very big, and it doesn't weigh much.

Besides, she suddenly thought of Yuandong Tianjun.

No matter whether he killed thousands of people or not, no matter what kind of person he is, since she took his original Heavenly Sword and his jade trigger, she should give him three incense sticks to show her respect anyway.

The other three incense sticks should be dedicated by her to Yuandong Tianjun.

Thinking so, she felt much more comfortable.

The incense delivered has a very comfortable smell of sandalwood, and it is much longer than the incense generally seen. Duanmu yawang thought interestingly. Is it because it takes time to recite the Sutra and is afraid that it will be disrespectful to burn the incense for too long?

"Cough."

It's a little disrespectful to think so. Duanmu yawang coughed twice and didn't dare to think about it any more. It's better to recite it quickly.

So she closed her eyes and began to recite carefully.

She recited the past of Yuandong Tianjun, and secretly guessed in her heart, what kind of person is Yuandong Tianjun?

People are especially good at imagination.

Carrying on his back, a tall outline vaguely appeared in Duanmu yawang's mind.

The outline is very vague. Duanmu can't see his face clearly. He just feels that even the vague outline is so elegant and noble.

The imagination in her mind was an outline at the beginning. Slowly, the outline in her mind seemed to give out laughter. It was a very bright laughter. Her voice was low and clear, shaking the eardrums. It was very infectious, and people couldn't help but want to laugh.

She also saw the man in fangfu's mind everywhere, carefree and unrestrained.

Everyone didn't just laugh. The hearty laughter lasted for a long time. Gradually, she seemed to hear an angry roar.

Recitation continues. The more you think about these imagination, the more confused it is. Duanmu Ya looks at her lightly closed eyes, tightly closed because of the chaotic thoughts in her head, and frowns.

The roar gradually became blurred. For a while, the imagination seemed to disappear, and it seemed to fall into darkness. I didn't know how long it lasted. Suddenly, I seemed to hear the sound of light saber halberd. Along with these sounds, there were howls and cries.

These voices echoed in her mind all the time.

After reverberating for a long time, suddenly, everything seemed to stop suddenly. The world became silent and immersed in the darkness, as if all the voices had been silenced.

Such darkness and silence lasted for a long time. Suddenly she saw a slender hand, holding a long sword, stabbing herself in the abdomen!

With a bang, the golden light burst open, and there was a golden light in front of us, which was dazzling.

After the golden light flickered, there was a strong smell of blood, and there was blood red everywhere!

"No!"

Duanmu yawang blurted out subconsciously.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

First of all, the purpose is that most of the incense has been burned by the three sticks.

Three sticks?

Why is it the third?

Wasn't it liujiong before?

Duanmu yawang stared at his hand, holding incense in one hand and taking it out in the other.

There are only three marks on the fingertips.

If it's six incense sticks, it should be six prints

Did she just hallucinate?

So thinking, I looked forward and wanted to verify with them. I saw that all the people standing in front of her had left, and only someone behind her was muttering words.

She looked at the three sticks in her hand, which had burned most of the incense, closed her eyes and continued to recite the Scripture.

Because she knew very clearly that she had just recited the story.

The scriptures can calm people's hearts and calm people's popularity. When reciting them, everything becomes calm. Everything she had dreamed of at the beginning no longer appears.

However, after reciting, the apex of the heart still throbbed slightly.

After reciting, she walked forward and came to the Buddha statue. She put three incense sticks in the incense burner and knelt down.

After that, she was about to leave when a man with a basket suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Duanmu Ya looked stunned for a moment, thinking what else?

The man with the basket handed Duanmu yawang a yellowish cloth bag this time.

Duanmu yawang raised his eyes and looked at the man with the basket and looked at a pair of calm purple eyes.

"Give me this?" Duanmu yawang confirmed.

The man with the basket is silent.

Duanmu yawang knew it was really for himself, so he stretched out his hand to take it.

The bag was a little heavy. She wanted to see what was in it. The man carrying the basket suddenly said, "don't open it."

"Ah?"

Duanmu Ya looked stunned and wanted to ask. The man had already walked down with the basket.

Duanmuya looked at her and sent incense to people who didn't have incense.

"What's in it?" Duanmu yawang was very curious. She bumped the palm sized bag in her hand. There were not many things in it, but it was very heavy.

She touched it outside, but she couldn't guess what it was.

Also, she doesn't know whether she should go or whether she can go now.

"Should we be able to go?"

She muttered to herself, "if the bag can't be opened, it should not be a punishment. Since there is no punishment, the ceremony is over."

When it's over, you can leave naturally.

Thinking so, she stuffed the bag into the heaven and earth bag, glanced around, made sure that they were not around, and walked out of the field briskly.

After she got out, she looked around and didn't see them.

"Didn't you wait for me and go first?"

Duanmu yawang thinks it's quite possible, because it's not good to stay in place for too long after the ceremony.

However, she also knew that even if they left first, they would walk slowly and wait for her.

Thinking so, she thought about the route of the map in her mind, looked around, found the right way, and then walked forward.

She walked one or two hundred meters, and sure enough, she saw a figure two high and one low in front of her.

The height is exactly the same as that of yenongying.

And walk slowly.

She reached out and patted one of them on the shoulder.

The three turned back and duanmuya looked at their eyes and was very satisfied, "it was you."

"You're here at last."

When they saw her, they were relieved.

Night Nong Ying glared at her and said, "I don't know why. When you recite something, you recite it like a bitter enemy. You keep your eyes closed and recite it louder and louder. Moreover, when we recite it, we hear someone scold you for being crazy. They say that they recite everything with both voice and emotion. It's difficult to be sad and angry. They are noisy and almost recite it wrong."

"Ah? Do I?"

Duanmu yawang didn't feel that he recited very loudly. At that time, his mind was in chaos.

The little white deer stared at her suspiciously: "sister, don't you know?"

"I don't know."

Uh!

The other three looked at each other.

Because Duanmu yawang almost quarreled with them at that time.

Duanmuya looked at their expression, pulled the corners of her mouth and asked carefully, "I really recite very loudly?"

The night made a shadow, and several people nodded solemnly.

"All right."

Duanmu looked speechless and helped her forehead.

She didn't expect this.

Night shadow to see her like this, strange way: "you not only recite loudly, but also be very slow, with a lot of content, like telling a messy story."