THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

1075: Chapter 1075: Master Lian Chi (3) 1075: Chapter 1075: Master Lian Chi (3) "Yeah, I just can't understand it. Can you?" Yu Qingge teased back, "So we're both basically the pot calling the kettle black." "What kind of place is this? Are you two really arguing?" Yang Ruxin frowned and glanced at both of them. Yu Qingge just stuck out her tongue and said nothing. However, Fang Tianze just smiled, and then unexpectedly went to sit next to Yuan Mengzhu, even turning back to give Yu Qingge a provocative look. "He..." Yu Qingge's eyes almost popped out.

"He used to be frail, but he was a prodigy, with a photographic memory." Yang Ruxin patted Yu Qingge on the shoulder, "He's read quite a few Buddhist scriptures... So, not only does he understand them, but he really gets it..." Yu Qingge immediately had a constipated expression on her face, but quickly made up her mind, "Then I will listen, too." And then she actually went and sat down next to Fang Tianze. Fang Tianze was startled, but didn't say anything, because the wooden fish had stopped sounding, which meant that Master Lian Chi was about to come out.

Yuan Mengzhu and the others were very devout. Yuan Mengzhu had personally transcribed the "Diamond Sutra," Dong Wenxiu and the Feng Family had embroidered purses, which had already been offered to the Buddha. After listening to Master Lian Chi's sermon and being immersed in the fragrance of incense, they would gain spiritual energy, making such gifts very popular. Yang Ruxin had initially wanted to find a spot near the door to sit down, to make a quick exit if needed, as she really didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures.

Thus, she planned to just soak up some of the Buddhist aura and then be done with it, but in the blink of an eye, the over four hundred cushions prepared for the visitors in the hall were all taken, and even the doorway was crowded with people standing. "We can't listen anymore." Gu Qingheng whispered into Yang Ruxin's ear, "How about we take a stroll up the back mountain later, just the two of us..." Yang Ruxin's ears warmed slightly. This guy, what is he thinking about in a place like this? She couldn't help but elbow him in the stomach.

"Murdering your own husband." Gu Qingheng said, resting his chin on Yang Ruxin's shoulder. "Stand properly, there's so many people here." Yang Ruxin gave him a poke. Just then, a group of little monks escorted a Monk out, who even cast a glance in their direction, seemingly on purpose. "It's him!" Yang Ruxin was stunned for a moment. Wasn't this the Monk she had just met in Guanyin Hall? So he was actually the abbot here, no wonder his gaze was so intense. "Master Lian Chi is a venerable, highly respected monk." Gu Qingheng too became serious. Yang Ruxin didn't express any opinion.

She had been a staunch atheist before, but after crossing over to this world, she felt a sense of awe, because some things are inexplicable, and some fates seemed predestined. But respect is one thing, understanding is another. So when the Master began to speak, she left the hall with Gu Qingheng. "Can that girl handle it?" Gu Qingheng asked with some concern.

Yang Ruxin revealed a peculiar expression, "Maybe the power of love will help her persevere." That girl had said before that she couldn't even sit still for forty minutes in class, and now it was for two hours, so she could only hope for a miracle, "Moreover, I pray she doesn't fall asleep and start snoring, getting thrown out would be enough." Gu Qingheng laughed out loud, it seemed neither of them had much faith in that girl.