Chapter 318 What if the Buddha likes to smoke Huazi?

Chapter 318 What if the Buddha likes to smoke Huazi?

Chapter 318 What if the Buddha likes to smoke cigarettes?
It was still night.

After Tan Wenjie simply treated his arm, he immediately took a few people to a nearby temple. Sister Mary knew all the nearby temples by heart. If you asked someone of her age where the nearest convenience store was, she might not know, but if you asked her where there was a fortune teller, an efficacious temple or some master, she would definitely be able to tell you everything.

A business car crammed eight people into one.

"Is everything okay at the office building?" Apan asked.

After what happened tonight, she just wanted to resign. Everyone present thought so. Although it seemed that Tan Wenjie had dealt with the terrifying existence in the elevator that they had not seen at all, in fact, the tide of ghosts that escaped from the underground parking lot left a deeper impression on them.

My legs started to feel weak when I thought about having to work in the same office building with countless ghosts.

But people died there after all. All eight of them were injured, and one died.

If you tell the police there is a ghost, they have to believe you.

"Wouldn't it be nice to let the police see the ghost too?" Tan Wenjie was indeed very calm.

Lightning Thunder Fist, Earth Escape Technique, or the more complicated method of opening the eyes and seeing ghosts. If the person you are looking for is too successful in his career and cannot see ghosts, then make him eat dog meat and be showered with dog blood. There are always more solutions than problems.

After hearing what he said, the others breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they could prove that there was something fishy going on, they would indeed be cleared of suspicion.

The temple was closed, with only the lights in the guardhouse still on.

"This place is very effective." Sister Mary explained in the car, "But it's closed at night."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Sister Mary said, "This temple is very particular about the time. They won't wait for you after the time is up. There is a master inside who will answer questions for those who are destined to come at a fixed time. Many big bosses in our office come here to ask for divination."

"Master, can you tell fortunes?" The others in the car looked at Tan Wenjie.

"Understood."

He could tell who had a very dark forehead, and now that he had the marriage scissors, it would not be a problem for him to help others find love. He could set up a stall and ensure that he would not have to worry about food and drink.

But he doesn't like to do things that harm himself and benefit others. He has always relied on himself to pick up girls, so he doesn't use such low-level methods as tying red ropes. It's definitely not because he is afraid of bad luck.

"What if they don't let us in?"

"Can you ask them to be flexible?"

After hearing Sister Mary say that there are many rules in the temple, the people in the car discussed it anxiously.

The sound of the car door opening caught their attention.

They watched as Tan Wenjie got out of the car, walked to the guardhouse's small window and knocked on it. Then he entered the guardhouse. A few minutes later, the guard in his clothes came in with a cigarette in his mouth and opened the side door.

Tan Wenjie waved at the car and asked several people to get off.

The temple is not big, but the gods inside are very complete.

"How did you get him to agree to open the door?" A Pan walked up to Tan Wenjie first and asked in a low voice.

Tan Wenjie lowered his voice and pointed to the sky above his head: "I told him that I have someone above me, an angel sent by God, so I opened the door."

God is a local god. It's just that when missionaries came to China, things didn't go well, so in order to make people accept it, they used the title of God. Gradually, when people mentioned God, they thought of the Western God instead of Haotian God.

As for angels...the most famous angel is Taibai Jinxing.

"Really?" Apan was skeptical.

It's not that I don't believe that Tan Wenjie is a god. The fact that he jumped down from the 15th floor and fought his way in and out of the group of ghosts seven times shows that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

But an ordinary doorman is really

"Of course it's fake!" Tan Wenjie pointed to his pocket, "1000 yuan, ask him to open the door and help."

Apan: “…”

The method was so simple and unpretentious. After listening to Sister Mary's words, she was anxious about how to make the other party willing to compromise.

The guard was very enthusiastic and brought bundles of incense.

Several people immediately took out their wallets to buy it. What they experienced today was too horrible. Their belief in God had reached a devout level at this moment. If they had the slightest sign of divine intervention, they would be transformed into fanatical believers on the spot.

"At most half an hour." The guard waved his hand and said, "After you finish your worship, leave quickly. I dare not turn on the lights, so you should use flashlights."

As he said this, he handed over his flashlight.

Everyone entered the main hall. There was no light, only a flashlight emitting a lonely cylindrical light.

It shone on the faces of the four ferocious Heavenly Kings, scaring several women so much that they covered their mouths and almost screamed.

Then there was another group of "Amitabha", which fully demonstrated what it means to cram at the last minute.

After searching around, Tan Wenjie successfully found the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Master Shan Ji, aren't you a Taoist priest?" Sister Mary asked.

"Buddha is Tao." Tan Wenjie took out a cigarette, "They are all Chinese gods, why distinguish between you and me?" He is very easy to talk to, okay.

The others who were holding incense in their hands saw that Tan Wenjie actually lit a cigarette to offer to the Buddha, then looked at the incense in their hands and hesitated.

"Master Shan Ji, why are you lighting a cigarette for the Buddha?" Sister Mary couldn't help but ask first.

After seeing Tan Wenjie's true strength, they completely believed that there were both ghosts and gods in this world. Could it be that he had some inside information? It was not impossible.

Tan Wenjie said as a matter of course: "The Bodhisattva likes to draw Hong Wan."

When he lit a cigarette to pray to the gods before, all the gods responded enthusiastically, including the Bodhisattva, and when he accompanied them with one, the response reached the highest level.

understood!

"Master, can you lend me a cigarette? I'm afraid the Bodhisattva may not be used to ladies' cigarettes."

"Does the Bodhisattva smoke cigars?" someone asked, attracting everyone's attention.

He pulled out a box of cigars and explained, "Richard gave this to me."

"Oh, Cohiba, the cigar is so strong." Tan Wenjie took the cigar box from the other party, then calmly put it in his pocket and put a cigarette in the other party's palm, "It's enough if you mean it. Sincerity will work."

"Thank you, Master Shan Ji, I understand!" The man looked at Tan Wenjie's pocket, hesitated, and finally gave up without saying anything.

There were men and women smoking there, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke.

Tan Wenjie put his left hand in front of his chest, bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Buddha, you promised to lend me your magic power but you didn't, but I did everything I should have done. I'm not blaming you, please don't get me wrong."

The communication was successful. Both parties wanted to borrow and were willing to lend. However, Tan Wenjie waited for a long time and nothing happened.

Fortunately, his full explosive strength was quite strong, and he was able to defeat the enemy with his superior numbers.

When borrowing money, he is a grandson, and when paying it back, he is a master. He certainly won't show such disrespect since he hasn't borrowed the magic power yet.

As a handsome and cool immortal who deeply understands what "connections" mean, Tan Wenjie would not be foolish enough to turn against someone just because he failed to borrow power.

Being able to make Guanyin Bodhisattva remember you is still amazing even if he is just a Bodhisattva in a nonsensical world among the heavens and myriad worlds.

Buddha and Bodhisattva have hundreds of thousands of incarnations, and not a single one of them is false.

The Bodhisattva’s response was lively.

"Is it impossible to receive the power of God here?" Tan Wenjie shook his head. "I think this is the training given to me by the organization. Everything is a training. Although it is very hard, don't worry, I don't mind the hardship. Bodhisattva, I really want to improve."

This little danger is nothing. As long as he can increase his favorability, he can withstand it a few more times.

The Bodhisattva is disconnected.

Tan Wenjie looked at the statue in front of him in confusion. It was too much for him to be online and offline at will.

After worshiping the statue, Tan Wenjie turned and walked aside.

There are also Buddha, other Bodhisattvas, Arhats, etc. next door.

No matter whether they recognize you now or not, you must have what you need. The Buddha may not recognize you or remember that you have burned incense, but he definitely remembers that he did not burn incense in a certain world.

If you want to make progress, you have to take everything into account.

Don't want to join Lingshan? That depends on what you are hired for. With Tan Wenjie's current strength, Lingshan won't even want him as the gatekeeper.

Lingshan is also a good place. You can become a capable person by stealing some oil there to drink. It's not too much to just become familiar with the crowd. It's not too much to have two taels of lamp oil to mix with noodles.

"Do other gods also smoke?" After kneeling down, the other people came up to Tan Wenjie and asked.

"It's better to be safe and light some incense."

Just like playing a favorability strategy game, specific exclusive props can increase the character's favorability, but if you give the wrong one, your favorability will drop. What if the Buddha likes to draw Huazi?

Incense is different, you can never go wrong, it’s safe.

Ten minutes later, everyone left.

The yawning security guard watched the car drive away with a smile, locked the door again, and then returned to the temple.

There are incense sticks in front of almost every Buddha statue, from the Buddha to the Bodhisattva, the Arhat, the Four Heavenly Kings, etc., including the two stone elephants at the door.

"Huh?" He suddenly stopped in front of the Bodhisattva's incense burner and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

There were actually more than a dozen burnt cigarette butts stuck in it.

It’s bad, I’ve encountered a mental patient.

The security guard kowtowed to the Bodhisattva statue with his hands clasped together and started to clean up the crime scene. If people knew that he took money to let people in and even asked people to light cigarettes for the Bodhisattva... he only charged one thousand yuan, what a loss!
(End of this chapter)