At this moment, He Xiuying had noticed the look on Tang Zhun's face. She immediately grabbed her son and said solemnly: "Don't be impulsive, this is a temple, you can't do it today!"

Worshiping incense at Buddhist temples during the Chinese New Year is really a big deal for the older generation. They believe that worshiping incense to Buddhas during the Chinese New Year will bring good luck to themselves in the new year.

"Yes, today is a great day, but are their behaviors? You should see clearly!"

Tang Zhun's face was heavy.

Of course, He Xiuying also knew that his son's temper was the most shameful thing.

But now the city is like this. I don’t know when the famous temples have become a bit secular.

Some temples even become listed companies.

However, today's He Xiuying said: "You just hold it back for the time being, haven't you seen it? There are so many people who are here to compete for the first incense. One is willing to kill the other is willing to kill it, and there is nothing we can do about it."

"I'm right, I don't care about their affairs!" Tang Zhun sighed, his eyes like a sword. The people in front of him were willing to be suspicious, so what could he say?

Thinking of this, Tang Zhun looked at his mother again: "Mom, you have always liked to come here to worship Buddha, so have you paid a lot of money for incense?"

Hearing this, He Xiuying nodded.

"In those days when I couldn't find you, my mother can say that she would come to the Buddhist temple to burn incense every holiday. I hope the Buddha can bless you with peace and safety!"

When He Xiuying thought of the hard days before, she thought that Tang Zhun had returned to her now.

At this moment, she didn't care how much she had paid.

Tang Zhun sighed slightly.

He knew that in the days when he was away, his mother must have missed him particularly. Fortunately, everything has passed and he has returned to his mother.

"Then don't give these temples money for incense in the future, these are all false!"

Tang Zhun said solemnly.

Just as Tang Zhun was talking about this, a voice suddenly came: "This donor, there must be no noise in front of the Buddha!"

Immediately afterwards, another voice came: "If you talk about incense money or not incense money in front of the Buddha, it's tacky!"

Tang Zhun turned around and looked at the place where a group of monks arrived at this time.

I think these monks heard what they said just now.

now.

The monks in the lead shook their heads after looking at Tang Zhun and He Xiuying's clothes. One of them seemed to recognize He Xiuying and would compare to He Xiuying's past, He Xiuying would come to burn incense every festival and other things, and would pay 500 yuan in incense every time.

Thinking of this, the monk started whispering in the ears of other monks.

What?

Only five hundred?

The monks who knew about this shook their heads slightly, "It's poor, some people in this temple give incense money, tens of thousands, tens of thousands, and of course hundreds."

In their opinion, if you give tens of thousands of incense money and thousands of dollars, you are the real donor.

As for hundreds...

The middle-aged monk in charge snorted like a bell, "Why are you making noise here? If you don't have the strength to compete for the first incense, please step back. Don't do this in front of the Buddha, which will destroy the Buddha's eyes."

He Xiuying never thought that these monks would be so unpleasant. How could she say that she spent hundreds or hundreds of incense money during festivals?

Tang Zhun took a step forward and said calmly: "If there is really a Buddha, then the person who insulted the Buddha is not me, but you."

What?

The monks looked at each other and were immediately in an uproar.

He Xiuying pulled La Tang Zhun's arm.

The middle-aged monk even shouted: "Why are you talking nonsense? Nowadays, most temples in China are like this, and so are our temples. These are all rules, and we have not ruined anything."

He Xiuying pulled La Tangjun's arm and whispered: "There are also this in other temples."

"Look, she said so." The middle-aged monk sneered: "If you don't have money to fight for the incense, then make money well, instead of complaining here."

The monks nodded.

In their opinion, the young man was making noise here because the top notch was too expensive.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing them like this, Tang Zhun was angry and laughed, shook his head and said, "What is broken is not a grain of rice, but a bag of rice. I don't admit that there are real monks. Those are all in the mountains. When you come out of the mountains in a prosperous era, you can speak of incense and money to be filial to the Buddha, and keep incense and show sincerity. In fact, all of these money has been put into your own pockets."

"Bastard, why are you so slandering someone in front of Buddha?"

"How can you do this in front of Buddha?"

“…”

As soon as Tang Zhun finished speaking, the monks changed their colors.

Yizi scolded Tang Zhun.

It seemed that Tang Zhun had told him something, which made them really unable to bear it.

"You open your mouth Buddha, keep your mouth Buddha, are your Buddha yourself?"

"So you know that Buddha dares not do this in front of me?"

The monks and some pilgrims thought that after a reprimand, this young man should know what he was.

However, Tang Zhun's eyes condensed, and a flash of splendor flashed in his pupils, and he shouted loudly.

His voice was like thunder exploding, and it suddenly shocked the entire Buddhist temple and was trembling.

Calling all monks and all pilgrims was stunned.

The host in the depths of the temple also opened his eyes suddenly and looked towards the direction of the Buddha Hall.

"What's going on?"

"Master, why don't we go and have a look?"

"Yes, Master, let's go and have a look?"

The disciples who recited scriptures with the host spoke one by one at this moment.

The old host stood up immediately.

The disciples followed the old host, who was an ancient martial artist.

When he was young, he pulled up willows upside down and was as good as Lu Zhishen's level.

No matter what the matter is.

The disciples followed the old host and felt that nothing was wrong, but the old host could not solve it.

certainly,

They haven't seen the old host for a long time and have shown their true level.

Thinking that if someone comes to the temple to make trouble, this will be a good thing.

Because of this, they can see their old host taking action again.

...Before the Great Buddha Hall.

At Tang Zhun's order, everyone was shocked and dizzy. No one expected that this person was of such a standard.

It's hard to come back to your senses.

The middle-aged monk seemed to understand something and cursed: "No wonder he dared to act wildly. It turned out that he was also an ancient martial artist. He had practiced the ability to roar lions, but in our place, I don't think you know that our temple is not as simple as ordinary temples."

"Do you want to fight again?" He Xiuying suddenly grabbed Tang Zhun's arm.
Chapter completed!