Chapter 542
Seeing Yan Baoer's angry appearance, Chen Yan couldn't help laughing.

"no!"

At this time, Yan Baoer's eyes suddenly rolled again, and she handed the incense in her hand to Chen Yan, and said with a smile: "Aren't you destined to be with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? Please help me, let me borrow some of your fate. "

"Is this... okay?"

Chen Yan said with some uncertainty.

Yan Bao'er said carelessly: "Whether he can do it or not, you'll know if you try it?"

"All right!"

Chen Yan reluctantly took the incense from Yan Baoer's hand and lit it, then handed the burning incense back to Yan Baoer's hand.

Yan Bao'er held the incense in both hands, and bowed down again, but her eyes were fixed on the incense in her hand.

The first worship, the incense is not extinguished!

Yan Bao'er was overjoyed, and quickly bowed down again.

The fragrance is still alive!

The third worship, the incense is still not extinguished!

Seeing this scene, whether it was Song Liyue's mother and daughter or the old lady, their eyes widened.

"so amazing!"

Song Liyue exclaimed exaggeratedly, and looked at Chen Yan instantly full of admiration.

The old lady also looked at Chen Yan with a face full of shock, and even rubbed her eyes vigorously, for fear that her old eyesight would make a mistake.

Not to mention them, even the old monk was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes.

Until Yan Bao'er piously inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner in front of the statue, the three sticks of incense still did not go out.

Is there really such a thing as a predestined relationship?
Several people looked at Chen Yan in surprise, making Chen Yan a little embarrassed.

Even he himself did not expect that the incense would not be extinguished after passing through his hands.

"Master, what...what's going on here?" The old lady looked at the old monk with a face full of astonishment, hoping that the old monk could clarify her doubts.

"The poor monk doesn't know exactly what's going on. The poor monk has presided over the Ksitigarbha Temple for many years, and he has never encountered such a thing." The old monk shook his head numbly, and his eyes fell on Chen Yan again, "Maybe, It is because of the deep fate between this benefactor and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that I can lend my fate to this female benefactor."

"Is that so?"

The old lady looked at Chen Yan in surprise, but she called it unfair in her heart.

Chen Yan doesn't even know why there is a big bell hanging on the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Why is there such a relationship with Ksitigarbha?

I sincerely worshiped the Buddha all day long, and all the gods and Bodhisattvas worshiped over and over again. As a result, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva refused to accept his own incense!

The old monk put his hands together and said to the old lady: "If the benefactor wants to offer incense to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he can follow the example of these female benefactors."

"This……"

Hearing what the old monk said, the old lady hesitated immediately.

She also knew that she had a bad attitude towards Chen Yan.

Now she had to ask Chen Yan to successfully offer incense to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, she really couldn't open her mouth.

Moreover, this face is also a bit difficult.

But if there is no chance, I am afraid that this incense will not succeed.

Chen Yan saw the old lady's hesitation, and took the initiative to step forward and said, "Old lady, let me light incense for you!"

With that said, Chen Yan took the extinguished incense from Zhao Qin's hand and lit it, and handed his hands to the old lady.

The old lady hesitated for a while, but still took the incense handed over by Chen Yan, and said bluntly, "Thank you!"

"The old lady is polite."

Chen Yan shook his head and smiled, "Even if you're not Liyue's grandma, if we meet, I'll lend you my fate."

Since meeting Huang Tiandao, the old lady's attitude towards Chen Yan has taken a 180-degree turn.

Even so, Chen Yan didn't blame her too much in his heart, he just put the account on Huang Tiandao.

The old lady hummed lightly, and then held the incense sticks in both hands, devoutly offering incense to the Ksitigarbha King.

With the old lady and Yan Baoer opening their mouths, Song Liyue's mother and daughter also asked Chen Yan for help.

With the help of Chen Yan, several people successfully finished offering incense, and the old monk next to him was stunned.

After helping them burn incense, it was Chen Yan's turn.

Chen Yan is not a devout believer, but he admires Ksitigarbha's spirit of "hell is not empty, and he will never become a Buddha". Moreover, because he has some relationship with the underworld, he himself is in awe of Ksitigarbha. When it smells fragrant, it is naturally extremely respectful.

After three bows, Chen Yan respectfully placed the incense in the incense burner.

The moment Chen Yan inserted the incense, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up on the Buddha statue.

The golden light spread from the body of the Buddha statue and continued to radiate outward.

In the dark, there seemed to be Sanskrit sounds ringing in everyone's ears.

That golden light seemed to have the power to cleanse people's hearts.

Under the shroud of that golden light, everyone's hearts were clear.

At this moment, everyone seems to have forgotten their troubles and sorrows, and their hearts are peaceful and peaceful.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere! Miracles! Miracles!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old monk suddenly let out an exclamation, and knelt down on the futon very piously, almost throwing himself to the ground.

The old lady and the others were also completely shocked, and everyone stared blankly at Chen Yan.

Although the old lady is a devout believer, she has never encountered such a thing as a bodhisattva appearing.

She pinched herself hard, but the clear pain from her body told her that this was not a dream!
This is really the manifestation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

Just when they were shocked, there were bursts of exclamations outside the side hall.

The Buddha's light spread out from the side hall, instantly covering the entire Ksitigarbha Temple.

All the pilgrims who came to offer incense knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

Bathed in the Buddha's light, the old lady and others could not help but kneel in front of the statue of Ksitigarbha, even Yan Bao'er looked devout.

At this moment, only Chen Yan looked at the statue in a daze.

He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh now.

Did the Ksitigarbha give himself too much face?

Not only did he only receive the incense that he lit, but now he actually sent down the Buddha's light?
You don't need to think about it, but from today onwards, this Ksitigarbha Temple will definitely be overwhelmed!
Even if, only a very small number of people can come to pay homage to Ksitigarbha.

In Chen Yan's dull eyes, the Buddha's light finally began to weaken.

Slowly, the Buddha's light converged.

Finally, it returned to silence.

It wasn't until the Buddha's light completely subsided that several people in the side hall slowly raised their heads, and bowed three times to the Buddha statue with incomparable respect, and then slowly got up.

The old monk got up, walked slowly in front of Chen Yan, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "Thank you, the benefactor! The poor monk can still bathe in the Buddha's light in his lifetime, and this life has no regrets! Please also beg the benefactor to be worshiped by the poor monk!"

With that said, the old monk bowed down to Chen Yan.

"Master, you can't do it!" Chen Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support the old monk, and said dumbfoundingly: "I also have the light of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, if the master wants to worship, let's worship the Bodhisattva! I can't stand the master's words." bye."

"No, no!"

The old monk shook his head and said, "The almsgiver has a profound fortune and is an extraordinary person. He deserves this poor monk's worship."

"Don't!" Chen Yan waved his hands again and again: "Master, please don't do this, I'm afraid of being stabbed in the back."

The old monk wanted to worship again and again, but was stopped by Chen Yan.

Looking at the old monk who was extremely humble to Chen Yan, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the old lady...

(End of this chapter)

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