Chapter 451： How can you be arrogant

The host wasn't angry yet, but Master Zhikong, who was standing aside, couldn't help it.

His face was flushed with anger, his eyes were gloomy, the strength of holding the Buddha beads in his hand increased, and he snorted coldly.

"Yellow-haired girl, how can you be presumptuous in the Holy Land of Buddhism, it's better not to speak madly at a young age."

I really don't know what to say!

Seeing that he was bombarding Yan Zhixu, Ji Zhou and Jin Huiqiao's expressions were not very good, and their eyes were aggrieved and dissatisfied.

The expression on the host's face did not change, and his voice was unmistakably serious, "Zhikong, don't be rude, step back."

"Brother..."

Master Zhikong was still angry and stood still, unwilling to expose the matter.

"Go back."

"……Yes."

Seeing the host's repeated emphasis, Zhikong had no choice but to swallow his anger and step aside, but his eyes were still fixed on Yan Zhixu and the others.

"Little benefactor, what is the hexagram you want to calculate? The old man is willing to listen."

The host looked at the person in front of him, the aura around him was mysterious and mysterious, and even he couldn't see the fate plate.

This kind of cultivation may be a direct disciple of which school or faction came out to experience.

Seeing that the host was naturally not angry, but instead asked calmly, Ji Zhou and Jin Huiqiao's unpleasantness in the eyes was finally eliminated.

"Ah……"

Chi Kong sneered.

The host brother must be old and confused, and he is willing to believe a yellow-haired girl.

What will she be? It's just being deliberately rude.

The Buddhist holy place is so rude, the family education is so poor, arrogant and pampered, this person must not be a good-hearted person.

Yan Zhixu looked around, and after cleaning his hands, he picked up a stick of incense and slowly lit it, inserting it into the incense burner.

"..."

Seeing that she didn't speak, the host was not in a hurry, but Master Zhikong sneered again and again, the contempt in his eyes almost condensed into reality.

After incense, Yan Zhixu turned around.

She took a panoramic view of the look in Zhikong's eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her red lips slightly opened, "Then I will be ugly."

"Although Gantan Temple is full of incense and many pilgrims, there are monks in the temple who do not cultivate merits and virtues, but instead do some sinful things that harm people."

"If this goes on like this, there will be resentment and evil, and the merits will be exhausted. I don't know how to face the ancestors after a hundred years of presidency."

"And the host has a pure aura, but there are villains around him. In recent days, he will commit villains, and he will be injured or die."

Yan Zhixu was wearing a mask, and his words were clear and eloquent. His words were solemn, not joking.

The host wearing a cassock listened attentively, without any perfunctory or impatience in his eyes.

He held the Buddha beads and recited Amitabha, "Thank you for this master's explanation, Lao Na understands it."

He has indeed discovered the abnormality in the temple, but he has never been able to find out who did it.

The other party is very well hidden, and he is among the many monks, and there is no clue at all.

"Brother!"

"This person is completely talking nonsense, you can't believe her words!"

"The monks of our Gantan Monastery often do good deeds and accumulate virtue. Although they can't be called great benefactors, there is absolutely no chance that there will be wicked people. You are simply alarmist!"

Master Zhikong kept turning the string of polished and incomparably rounded Buddha beads in his hand, his face ashen with anger.

He looked at Yan Zhixu and the others with eyes that seemed to be poisoned, wishing to swallow them alive.

Yan Zhixu didn't care about this malicious look, and he didn't bother to lift his eyes, so he ignored it completely.