"Xie Guoshi!"

The man breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head again, and said, "But I don't understand, why did you lose the election?" ”

"I think I have solid knowledge and outstanding ability."

"In terms of character, he did not dare to speak and act virtuously, but he also adhered to his own body, did not do anything that violated the law of etiquette, and never oppressed the people."

"So why is it not favored by the Buddha?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhui recited a sentence, "People are doing, the sky is watching, and the Buddha is also watching." ”

"Quit empty, you say."

Master Pratt & Whitney looked at a small novice beside him.

The little novice immediately stood up and raised one hand and said, "Amitabha! ”

"The little monk was ordered by the master to serve food to the benefactors, and there were four tables at that time."

"The little monk said a word to every donor who was close to the little monk, please let go."

"Two of the donors got up and got out of the way."

"There is even a donor, seeing that the little monk has a plate in both hands, he took the initiative to help."

"And the last benefactor, deaf to the ear, this benefactor is ......"

Xiao Shami raised his head, and his clear eyes seemed to be not stained with dust, and he looked at the third candidate with burning eyes.

The meaning in the eyes is self-evident.

The man don't overdo it, in full view of everyone, the misconduct is exposed, and he is also embarrassed.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head back and smiled, "The little master misunderstood, and he didn't hear the little master's words at that time, so he was indifferent." "The fastest network update Computer: www.. com/

"If it ......"

The man couldn't go on.

I saw that the little novice with a round face, a white face, and a little handsome, was looking at him with a smile.

The man immediately understood that no matter what he said, the little monk would demolish him in public.

And he didn't even want to give way, how could the national teacher and the county lord of Jinning believe him.

Can you help the people and do helpful things?

After figuring out this layer, the man arched his hand, "There is still something to do in the next family, and since the Buddha is not favored, he will not stay for a long time." ”

"National teacher, Jinning County Lord, brothers, farewell!"

After speaking, the man didn't look at everyone's reaction, and left quickly, quite a posture of running away.

Even the monk's robe on his body was forgotten, but fortunately, there was already a little novice who followed.

"Donor, wait a minute!"

"Your clothes ......"

…………

With the departure of the man, the people who stayed behind flashed a trace of enlightenment in their hearts and suddenly opened up.

What the Buddha personally chosen, what gave nectar.

The real reason is that Master Puhui had already started his investigation when they entered the Pudu Temple.

Their words and deeds, every move, are all observed by the Pratt & Whitney masters.

Perhaps the previous bathing and changing clothes, the previous chanting, and the previous canteen fasting were all set up to test them.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts hung up with a swish.

hurriedly recalled whether there were any mistakes or omissions in this series of incidents.

There are even a few people who have begun to wipe their sweat, and their legs and feet are weak and they have retreated.

Because they knew that although they did not act out of the ordinary, they did not have the slightest respect for those little novices in their words and deeds. New Bayi Chinese Network Launch www.. com m.. com

Just when everyone was worried and pondering, the fourth person was brought to the statue of the Buddha.

However, in the end, he did not escape the end of defeat.

The fifth person was defeated.

The sixth person was defeated.

Ten people were defeated in a row before the third was selected.

Soon, the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh were also elected.

In this way, seven people have been selected from the three directors of the Seven Grades Charity and five people from the Eight Grades Charity Register, and there is only one place left.

But the remaining candidates are fifteen.

And among these fifteen people, they also include Master Qian and Jiang Wei of Xuanping Bofu.

The former is confident, and his flat face shows no timidity.

is because he and Song Qingyuan are their own people, and Song Qingyuan has made a promise to him.

In particular, according to his understanding of Song Qingyuan over the years, as long as there are no accidents, Song Qingyuan will never lose his words.

Compared with Master Qian's calmness, Jiang Wei in the back beat a drum in his heart.

The Jiang family's 500,000 taels have already been sent, saying that it is a donation to a charitable foundation.

Even the county lord of Jinning repented, and they didn't take her for a job, who made the Jiang family powerless now.

Moreover, the county lord of Jinning did not give them a promise.

Jiang Wei smiled bitterly

If this matter fails, his mother-in-law's plan will make the bamboo basket empty.

Or it can be said that he lost his wife and broke his soldiers.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that the little novice had already walked up to him and said, "This benefactor, please come forward." ”

"Uh......"

Jiang Wei came back to his senses and nodded immediately, "Okay, trouble the little master!" ”

As he spoke, he walked up under the gaze of everyone and knelt on the futon.

"Believer Jiang Wei, I am willing to serve the Buddha with my own body, and I am willing to do my best for the charity foundation, and I will die."

"I am willing to do good and promote good for the rest of my life, help the people, and live up to the Buddha's purpose."

"I implore the Buddha to fulfill and give the believer the status of a lay disciple of Jiang Wei, Jiang! Dimension! Bow! Thank! ”

With a choked voice in his heavy voice, Jiang Wei's head slammed to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Fourth, fifth, all the way to ......

"The donor doesn't have to be like that."

Master Pratt & Whitney raised his hand to stop, "Sincerity is fine!" ”

As soon as Master Puhui's voice fell, a drop of nectar floated down and landed on Jiang Wei's bun.

"Whew!"

Jiang Wei exhaled heavily, and finally let go of his hanging heart, this nectar came in time!

So he arched his hand and said, "Thank you, the national teacher!" ”

After speaking, without the command of Master Pratt & Whitney, Jiang Wei consciously stood in the selected team.

At this time, all eight officials have been elected.

But there were still fourteen people left in the field, fourteen dumbfounded people, including Master Qian.

It's just that soon, he lost his emotions, and people couldn't see the clues.

Because he found that Song Qingyuan was calm and relaxed.

As long as Song Qingyuan stays, he will be fine.

But others were different, and one of them took the lead in standing up and said, "Buddhism pays attention to treating everyone equally. ”

"Among the inferior people, they have not yet come forward to be selected by the Buddha."

"Can you please make an exception for the national teacher and give me a chance?"

"Please wait for a fair opportunity with me."

Everyone said in unison.

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhui nodded, "The old man has this intention, please ask the next donor to step forward." ”

The crowd held their breath.

Although eight people have been elected at this time, what if there is a reversal?

Maybe they have one last chance, or maybe it's another test.

Test their hearts, test their gains and losses.

Therefore, the more you reach the last moment, the more you must relax, the more you must be calm and peaceful, so as not to stumble.

"Believers ......"

The prayer in front of the statue of the Buddha sounded again, and after the words were finished, no nectar fell.

"Alas!"

The man sighed in disappointment.

This sigh seemed to follow the sigh, and in the hearts of the other thirteen people, the feeling of loss hit again.

"Next!"

As expected, the result was unsuccessful.

"Next ......"

Lost, lost.

Until Master Qian stepped forward......

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