The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 328 Have dreams

Who hasn't thought about being a host yet?

It's a pity that I was born stupid and not good at Buddhism, so I can only be a little monk.

When Huishan thought of this, the crowded crowd outside suddenly had a little commotion, from walking slowly to trotting with their hands raised above their heads.

Hui Shan was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that it was raining lightly outside for some reason.

The rain came strangely. After a while, the light rain turned into heavy rain.

It was raining heavily, and pedestrians without umbrellas on the road were soaked through.

What are you doing here in a daze, go to the warehouse to get umbrellas and distribute them to the guests.

The old monk who hurried past the intersection saw the people who were in a daze, and couldn't help giving instructions.

Yes Yes.

Hui Shan and the others responded quickly, not daring to be lazy.

Jiangyun Temple has a very good reputation in Jianghai City, not only because of its long history, but also because of its good service attitude.

Compared with the temples outside, Jiangyun Temple is taking a service-oriented route in the new era, positioning itself as a service industry.

Instead of the old-fashioned position of aloof, waiting for others to climb the mountain to pray for Buddha, and being sincere will lead to spirituality, all kinds of positions that torture customers.

Only by being convenient with others can you earn more.

Make money, don't be shabby, serve customers well, and sincerely worship Buddha with others, there is no conflict.

The Buddha is still aloof, but the monks put down their bodies.

This transition, so far, has been very successful.

The era is no longer the slow-paced era of the past.

Everyone pays attention to efficiency, giving money, worshiping Buddha, and praying, all in one step, which is very good.

For this purpose, it is acceptable to build mountain roads, open flat airports, and draw in more commercial alliances.

Originally, other old-school temples were very contemptuous of carrying out such a core positioning reform for a temple with a long history like Jiangyun Temple.

Later, it was really fragrant, and the money was real.

Hui Shan also invested in Buddhism for the sake of money. He heard from colleagues that if he became a host, the money would come in a rush, so he yearned even more.

But when I actually went to the temple, I realized that internal promotions and assessments are strict. If you don’t study Buddhism well, you will be a young monk all your life.

Fortunately, I can live a good life if I follow along honestly.

Due to the service industry positioning of Jiangyun Temple, the service to the guests has always been in place, so it is the errands in Huishan who are tired.

I took the umbrella out from the warehouse, and the corridors of the temple were crowded with people.

Together with the old monk, he took out the umbrellas printed with the temple pattern of Jiangyun Temple and gave them to the guests for free.

The old customers took the umbrellas naturally, while the new customers showed surprised expressions, feeling flattered.

However, in fact, compared with the incense money of Jiangyun Temple, umbrellas are worth a few dollars, let alone carrying the logo of Jiangyun Temple, taking them away from the temple and flowing outside, it can be regarded as a small advertisement.

While handing out umbrellas, Hyesan looked outside.

A few of his companions were running out to deliver umbrellas to those guests who were still running this way and were drenched in the rain.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Some old monks began to chant scriptures, and the guests gathered around to chant together. In this atmosphere, those few old monks who were usually not good-looking seemed to be enlightened monks, which made Huishan feel very sad. It's envy.

Huishan, you also go and deliver umbrellas to the guests over there.

The old monk next to him pointed to the guests not far away, Hui Shan responded, and ran out with an umbrella on his head.

Boom!

Before he had run two steps, the black clouds in the sky thundered, illuminating the entire sky.

Hui Shan was startled by the sound and paused slightly, but continued to run towards the guests over there without thinking too much.

Boom! !

There was another thunderclap.

Hui Shan didn't care at all, but the next moment, he couldn't help but his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he saw that before the third thunderclap exploded, the black cloud turned into day.

A thick bolt of lightning flew straight down from the black cloud and hit the guests in front of him.

Boom! !

The third thunder exploded, and the guest was caught in the lightning, and before he could even react in time, he fell straight up. His body was charred and smoked, obviously hopeless.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!

Then, over there, someone was struck by lightning over there!

Fuck! Is it true?!

Many people behind saw this scene and screamed in fright.

Huishan is still in a daze until now.

He had heard of being struck by lightning in the rain, and had seen it in videos.

But seeing it with my own eyes was the first time.

A living person was struck to death by lightning?

He couldn't help but feel fear, and started to run back, running faster and faster, his brain buzzing.

Suddenly, he tripped over something and fell to the ground with a bang.

The ground was covered with dirty water, which stained his Buddha clothes. He wiped his face, got up with hands and feet, and prepared to continue running back.

But when he looked up, he saw the guests hiding under the eaves opposite, all of them widened their eyes, as if they saw something incredible.

What happened?

Huishan couldn't help but look back.

The next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

There, the person who was struck by lightning and turned into a charred corpse just got up.

It stood in the heavy rain and looked up at the sky. After a while, it slowly looked forward.

The charred black corpse seemed a little dazed.

Guest, guest, are you okay? I've already called the emergency call. Is there any discomfort in your body? Come with me...

A young monk who was closest to the charred corpse trotted to the charred corpse, held an umbrella for it, and wanted to guide it back to the eaves.

Then, the charred body moved.

Hui Shan didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him.

He only saw the scorched black body swipe his hand, and the kind little monk's head fell off.

What happened next, Huishan's memory is a little fuzzy.

He only remembered that there was a lot of noise around, many people were running and screaming, and then screaming, and... lightning bolts gradually struck passers-by who were still walking in the rain.

People fell down row by row, Huishan did not hide in the room like the others, but turned around and ran to the back mountain.

He ran very fast, very fast, and went deep into the back mangosteen forest.

But when he turned his head... he saw a scorched black corpse, actually following him closely!

Boom!

Thunder exploded, and Huishan could clearly see the appearance of the scorched corpse that was chasing after him.

It was... the face of the old host!

Hui Shan didn't know how the old host was struck by lightning. He might have been pushed out by the mob to recite Buddhism to 'reform' the charred corpse, or he might have chosen the same escape route as him and was struck by lightning.

Anyway, the old guy who sat in his coveted hosting position has now turned into a monster.

Huishan ran harder, wanting to get rid of the charred body, but after running for a while, he turned around to look, only to find that the charred body was getting closer and closer to him, so scared that he didn't dare to turn back, and could only run wildly.