The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 543
No matter what the old monk said, Chen Yan still did not receive his worship.

In the end, the old monk sent them out of the side hall with regret on his face.

As soon as they walked out of the side hall, they heard exclamations one after another.

"My God, the Bodhisattva has appeared!"

"My illness seems to be getting better!"

"A miracle! A miracle!"

"Thank you Bodhisattva for blessing!"

"..."

Hearing these exaggerated exclamations, several people couldn't help but look at each other.

seriously!
Although it is indeed a miraculous thing that the Buddha's light came to the world, it doesn't seem so miraculous, right?
And healed people?
I don’t know if it’s true or if these people are deliberately exaggerating.

But no matter what, the matter of the Buddha's light coming to the world really appeared in front of his eyes.

Even those who were deviant and rebellious were shocked by the miracle of the Buddha's light descending into the world.

Listening to these voices, Yan Baoer and Song Liyue looked proud. Chen Yan's incense sticks can trigger the Buddha's light to come to the world. Even the old lady who doesn't like Chen Yan is completely shocked by Chen Yan's magic and has nothing to say. .

"Dong dong..."

Just as they were walking out, a low bell rang in the temple suddenly.

The bell was low and long, as if it was conveying some special news.

Hearing the bell, the monks in the temple froze.

After a while, the monks came back to their senses and hurried to the side hall, everyone's expression was extremely heavy.

Seeing that the expressions of these monks were not right, everyone who was still shocked by the miracle of the Buddha's light descended into the world all looked puzzled.

Chen Yan and the others also looked puzzled, not knowing what the situation was.

In a hurry, Chen Yan grabbed a young novice who was passing by, and asked curiously, "Little master, what happened?"

The little novice clasped his hands together, and said with a sad face: "The host... has passed away..."

After finishing speaking, the little monk hurried to the side hall.

Has the host passed away?
Hearing what the little novice said, Chen Yan and the old lady were stunned at the same time.

Just now, wasn't the host master still talking to them?

Didn't he send them out of the side hall?
In less than 2 minutes, the host master passed away?
After recovering, Chen Yan took the lead to run to the side hall.

The old lady panicked, and trotted away quickly.

Song Liyue and the others were afraid that the old lady would fall, so they hurriedly followed, supporting the old lady from left to right.

Soon, Chen Yan came to the side hall.

At this moment, many monks had gathered in the side hall.

The old monk just now had his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of Ksitigarbha, with a benevolent smile on his face, his hands on his knees, and a meditating posture.

However, Chen Yan could no longer feel any vitality in him.

He really passed away!
Chen Yan stared blankly at the benevolent and kind-looking old monk. He was shocked, but felt a little sour for no reason.

A living person, who was talking to them a few minutes ago, passed away in a blink of an eye.

This is so sudden!
Even if he didn't have any friendship with this old monk, it was suddenly hard for him to accept.

Soon, the old lady and the others all rushed over.

Looking at the dead body of the old monk sitting cross-legged, several people were shocked, but also looked bewildered.

Like Chen Yan, they couldn't figure out why the old monk passed away suddenly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Chen Yan's mind.

"Don't be sad for the benefactor, the world of the poor monk is over, he just went to the place he should go! Amitabha!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Yan was shocked in his heart, and quickly looked around, but there was no trace of the old monk's soul.

After searching for it several times, Chen Yan hurriedly asked with his thoughts: "Master, weren't you fine just now? Why did you suddenly pass away?"

Soon, the old monk's voice sounded again in Chen Yan's mind, "The poor monk is not passing away, but he was inspired by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and it's time to return to his original position! Almighty, there is a fate in the future, and the poor monk will meet you again in the underworld ! The poor monk is going! Amitabha!"

"Back to the standard?" Chen Yan was startled, and quickly asked, "Are you from the underworld?"

However, the old monk did not answer Chen Yan's question.

"Master! Master!"

Chen Yan yelled again with his thoughts, but he never got a response from the old monk.

This is going back to the underworld?

Chen Yan stood there in a daze, full of doubts in his heart.

According to what the old monk said, he seems to be a person with a god in the underworld?
Is it because of the Buddha's light that came to the world just now, and he felt the call of the Ksitigarbha King, that he passed away suddenly, abandoned this earthly body, returned his soul to the underworld, and returned to his original position?

After much deliberation, it seems that only this reason can explain it.

It's just that I don't know what kind of god this old monk is in the underworld.

It seems that I have to ask Sang Mo or Niutou Mamian later.

Just when Chen Yan was thinking about it, he felt someone pulling him.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that Yan Baoer was grabbing her arm and shaking it vigorously, her face was full of worry.

The old lady and Song Liyue's mother and daughter also looked at themselves worriedly.

"what happened?"

Chen Yan asked Yan Baoer blankly.

"What's the matter? Are you still ashamed to ask what's the matter?"

Yan Bao'er breathed a long sigh of relief, then stared at Chen Yan angrily and said, "We called you for a long time just now, and you were as if you were in a daze, and you didn't respond at all. We were almost scared to death by you, thinking you passed away too. It's over!"

"Ah? Did you call me?" Chen Yan looked at them blankly, and then said embarrassingly: "I suddenly thought of something just now, I seem to be distracted..."

"Distracted?"

Yan Baoer and Song Liyue looked at Chen Yan with black lines on their faces at the same time.

If it weren't for the presence of the old lady and the others, the two of them would have greeted each other with a fistful of fists.

They were almost scared to death, this bastard was actually distracted?

"Okay, stop talking!"

Seeing that Chen Yan was fine, the old lady was relieved and said, "Let's all bow to the master and say goodbye! It's time for us to leave, Zhengming and the others are still waiting outside!"

Hearing the old lady's order, Song Liyue and Yan Baoer let Chen Yan go temporarily.

Several people walked to the old monk's body, bowed three times respectfully, and then walked out of the side hall.

"Hey, a good person, how can he be gone if he is gone?"

When walking out, the old lady couldn't help sighing, feeling sad for the old monk's passing away.

Chen Yan comforted: "Old lady, you don't have to be sad, maybe, the master just went back to serve the Buddha."

He didn't dare to say anything about the old monk's return to his normal position, he just comforted the old lady with another kind of rhetoric.

The old lady glanced at Chen Yan, but she didn't reply, and walked out with the support of Song Liyue and Yan Bao'er.

Chen Yan smiled helplessly, turned his head to glance at the side hall, and followed quickly.

(End of this chapter)