A voice quietly sounded from the crowd and quickly spread throughout the entire scene.
As the voices grew louder and more doubtful, the white-browed old monk's expression froze. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body swayed.
The martial monks behind him hurriedly supported him. The high platform was in chaos, and the people scattered like birds and beasts.
A good rain praying assembly was ruined just like that?
"Old monk, old monk…Puff!"
The white-browed old monk's lips trembled as he watched the crowd shake their heads and leave in disappointment. He spat out another mouthful of blood and the martial monk hurriedly carried him away.
At the back of the crowd, Xiao Hanhan covered her mouth."Master is too bad ~"
"What? Did I do anything? Don't talk nonsense!"
Lin Yi pretended to be dumb while Xiao Hanhan smiled with curved eyes.
Soon, the two of them left and calmly returned to the Taiyi Daoist temple.
On the other hand, the construction team at the location of the reconstruction of the Chord Temple was also in a mess when they saw the white-browed old monk vomit blood. They were all clamoring for construction funds.
Because…
The white-browed old monk was the person in charge of the reconstruction of the Chord Temple, and he needed to get money from him.
Now that he was vomiting blood so badly, who knew if he could survive.
The people at the venue had already left one after another. Some reporters who had heard the news rushed over to interview the people.
"Sir, can you tell us the process of praying for rain this time? What do you think?"
The people being interviewed glanced at the former site of the Heavenly Chord Temple and spat fiercely. They said disdainfully,"It's just a monk who swindles people. He even prayed for rain. He recited a few scriptures on it and smeared some golden fluorescent powder on his body to deceive people!”
"Not only that, but he also used the sound system to play thunder to deceive people!”
"It can't be, right?" The reporter quickly asked. It was said that he was an eminent monk from the Shaolin Temple. If he used the sound system to play thunder to deceive people and it did not rain, it would not be good for the reputation of the Shaolin Temple. Moreover, it was said that the white-browed old monk was a highly respected senior monk!”
"Why is it impossible? He must have seen the weather forecast for today. Didn't the weather forecast say that it would rain today? Humph! Didn't they know that the weather forecast in Buddha City was a joke? When has it ever been accurate?"
His words were firm and reasonable, and the reporters had nothing to refute.
As more and more people were interviewed, the Shaolin Temple's rain prayer operation was basically classified as a scam.
He was hoping to get lucky, which was why the white-browed old monk had to sit on the altar for such a long time.
Originally, many people were watching the live broadcast to pray for rain. After all, such a mysterious thing could really satisfy people's curiosity.
But what was the result?
"Liars, they are all liars!"
"Only thunder and no rain? This rain praying method is also heaven-defying."
"No, that's called a bolt from the blue. It's also the good luck of the people present. Otherwise, they would have been struck to death, right?”
"Take off your fans, take off your fans. It must be a recording! He might as well believe in Taoism. The leader of the Taiyi Taoist Temple was the one with real ability!”
The bullet comments had already gone crazy. Unknowingly, it had reduced the number of followers of Buddhism and brought some followers to Taoism.
While this place was in a mess, the culprit, Lin Yi, had already returned to the Taiyi Daoist Temple and was leisurely sipping tea.
"Comfortable ~"
After drinking a cup of tea, Lin Yi leisurely enjoyed Xiao Hanhan's massage package.
"Master, do you need me to operate the reconstruction of the Heavenly Chord Temple?”
"Hmm…go scare those people.”
Xiao Hanhan understood. At night, she quietly left the Taiyi Taoist Temple and came to the former site of the Heavenly Music Temple.
That night, shrill screams came from the construction site. Many people ran for their lives, trying to leave the construction site.
However, they found that the entire construction site was covered in a layer of black fog. There were shrill ghost roars, and they could not escape at all.
The monks of Shaolin Temple were also at ease and did not wake up at all.
The next morning, when the sky was bright, the construction workers ran away while the monks were still resting.
When the monk woke up and was about to check the progress of the construction, he realized that the entire construction site was empty. He was dumbfounded.
……
On Lin Yi's side, he was woken up by the visitors early in the morning.
The voice of the devotees even traveled from the main hall to the backyard.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yi got up in a daze. After dressing up, he went to the hall.
When the devotees saw him coming over, they quickly surrounded him and started talking at once.
After listening for a while, Lin Yi finally understood.
The visitors came to ask him to pray for rain!
"I see. The drought is a natural disaster. I'll prepare to open the altar to pray for rain!”
Lin Yi's expression was solemn. He found a few devotees to move the offering table out of the backyard and set it up outside the hall.
There wasn't much on the offering table. It was just a small incense burner with a few incense sticks decorated with purple gold.
"Everyone, please step back. This Penniless Priest will begin to pray for rain.”
The visitors were speechless.
Aren't you being a little too hasty, Temple Master Lin?
The monk had prepared for several days to pray for rain. He had built a luxurious altar to create a huge commotion.
When it comes to you, you just need a table, a small incense burner, and a few incense sticks?
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