It's not impossible to give it a try, but Yin Changsheng has a small problem.

That's how to try?

Walking towards Jingxin Temple, there were endless pilgrims coming and going, which made Yin Changsheng feel a little suspicious that Jingxin Temple was really so prosperous before it was destroyed?

Or is it the scene where the old monk Jile supported for the sake of face?

"Hello, Master, I want to meet the old monk in the Pure Land." Yin Changsheng grabbed a novice monk next to him and asked.

The mist on the novice monk, the old monk in the Pure Land?

When did such a monk exist in Jingxin Temple?

This name is inappropriate and does not sound like Buddhism, but rather like some names that are left-minded.

"Donor, the little monk has been worshiping Buddha and chanting scriptures in Jingxin Temple since he was a child. He has never heard of any old monk in the Pure Land in this temple." The little monk clasped his hands together, bowed and nodded and said.

Yin Changsheng was silent for a moment. The word "Old Monk of the Pure Land" was passed down by those practitioners outside. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a monk to call this Dharma name at all.

Therefore, Yin Changsheng did not know what the original Dharma name of the old monk Jile was.

"Sorry, I heard some miscellaneous talks and hit the master." Yin Changsheng smiled slightly and said that it was his own fault.

After the little shaman responded, he continued to sweep with a broom.

Yin Changsheng took a stick of incense from the side and followed him into the Main Hall.

He looked up and saw that the Buddha lowered his eyelids, and his glittering golden body all showed that there was a layer of gold foil rolling on the Buddha.

As for the Bodhisattva Arhats around the Buddha, they also sat or stood upright with different expressions.

Then he lit a stick of incense, and the old monk standing next to him who was unwritten with kind eyes, Yin Changsheng followed him up.

"Does the donor want to explain the signature?" The old monk spoke first.

Yin Changsheng nodded: "If you want to solve it, where will you draw lots?"

The old monk smiled and took out a sign from behind and handed it to Yin Changsheng.

Yin Changsheng looked at it carefully, took it, and then drew one.

"Okay, let's go to the lottery." For Yin Changsheng, with such a high blessing, drawing a lottery would insult the blessing ghost in his body.

The old monk's face froze. Is there a sign here?

He doesn't remember that there is a sign-up here, and at most it seems that he just won the sign-up. So where did the sign-up come from?

Fortunately, he covered it up very well, and Yin Changsheng didn't see any clues. The old monk borrowed the upper sign from Yin Changsheng and took a closer look.

Good guy, he really signed up.

A non-existent sign.

The lucky star shines, the auspicious place is coming, and the blue sky shows innocence, and the dragon fly is downloaded to the Ming Court.

After reading the signature text on this signature, the old monk felt that it was a little bad.

This visa means good luck and good fortune, and it is all a blessing and blessing.

Commonly known as the wishes come true.

"What does this sign mean? I look at the lucky star in front of me, it must be a good meaning." Yin Changsheng hurriedly asked when he saw the old monk stop moving.

The old monk took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality: "Dare you ask the donor, where did you come from?"

The black line at the end of Yin Changsheng, what is the monster from where it is? Why is he a human being, so why is he related to the monster?

"You don't want to unblock the sign and there is no need to scold me..."

"No, donor, there is no sign in my sign, so you can explain to me where this sign comes from." The old monk's mentality was still a little explosive.

He has lived for so many years and encountered such a thing for the first time.

"Your surname?" Yin Changsheng looked at the old monk carefully, and then realized that the main hall, which was originally crowded with people, was now silent.

The original pilgrimage has long disappeared.

The old monk who explained the signature is probably the old monk Pure Land.

"I am not known, and I call myself Jilei." The old monk Jilei's answer was not beyond Yin Changsheng's expectations.

Yin Changsheng nodded: "So, are you trying to ask why I drew one from a sign-up tube that didn't sign up?"

"That's right, donor." The old monk from Jile replied.

"Probably, am I lucky?" Yin Changsheng replied hesitantly after thinking for three seconds.

But I always feel that this answer seems to be illogical. If there is no one in the family, you will not be able to get it out no matter how lucky you are.

The old monk Jile also looked at Yin Changsheng with a look of no grudge between me and you, why do you think I am a fool?

This has something to do with luck. No matter how lucky you are, you cannot give out one extra sign out of thin air.

"Okay, this should have nothing to do with luck, but can't you look for the reason in you? This thing is your thing, what does it have to do with me?" Yin Changsheng spoke directly and came to me if there was a problem with your thing. Isn't this nonsense.

Yin Changsheng's words sounded very reasonable, but the problem is that the old monk Pure Land did not believe it at all.

The old monk Jile was sure that he definitely did not have the sign in his signature.

Because each tag in this tag has a special effect and can arouse obsession.

But now there is one more ticket to get the lottery, which not only fails to arouse people's obsession, but also seems to have lost something.

This thing is illusory, invisible, and inaudible, but it is really less.

The missing thing is turned into this branch.

For this reason, the old monk Jile looked at Yin Changsheng quietly, and Yin Changsheng didn't say anything, just thinking that the old monk Jile couldn't just cheat him.

So Yin Changsheng was wondering whether to take this opportunity to give the old monk Jile a hammer to see if he could kill him.

The old monk Ji Le seemed to have discovered the idea that Yin Changsheng wanted to do it, and then he spoke: "I wonder what the donor is doing with me?"

"It's okay, I just want to go out." Yin Changsheng didn't take action. He was thinking of giving the other party a hammer, but he felt that this hammer would definitely not cause any harm.

Although the old monk Pure Land was standing in front of Yin Changsheng now, Yin Changsheng felt that the old monk Pure Land in front of him was just a mirror and a moon. If he really had to smash it with one hammer, he would definitely be able to see the blood, but he might have another one jumped out of some corner.

This made Yin Changsheng feel a little bit numb. His only advantage was the 107-point attack attached to the Dreammaking equipment. If this attack was gone, he would basically have to live by luck.

When the old monk Ji Le suddenly laughed when he heard Yin Changsheng's words, he smiled very happily.

Just the laughter, if ordinary people hear it, they basically feel that going out is safe.

But Yin Changsheng didn't think so. He felt that the other party must have refused.

"Donor, since you have come, don't leave."
Chapter completed!