'Hey, it's not ...,' the middle-aged monk was about to speak when he was interrupted.
'Got no.' The presiding officer opened his mouth and shook his head slightly towards him, signalling that he didn't need to say much.
The middle-aged monk was stunned, and after glancing at the presiding officer, he looked towards the little girl shaking the sign, the bamboo sign rattling as she shook it up and down her hand, the crisp sound echoing in the hall, one sound after another.
The presiding officer also walked forward, quietly stood aside and watched.
After a long ti, a bamboo stick fell to the ground, and the signing cylinder also stopped, Yue'er was happy, smiling and curved up her eyes to pick up the stick.
'Little benefactor, This Monk will co and interpret the sign for you!' The presiding officer stepped forward with a kind smile on his face, using the word you, not you.
'Mmmmm, here.'
Yue'er handed him that sign, blinking a pair of beautiful eyes at him, asking with so anticipation, 'Can this tell when we can go ho to see Father and Mother?'
The host smiled, looked at the bamboo sign, the next mont, the face of the smile is a stagnation, only to see, this is a sign that is not labelled with a sign number, he again half bamboo sign once again looked carefully, is still front and back are no sign number, is staring at the eyebrow, but to see the bamboo sign on top of the, one by one, flooded with golden light of the word floats up, look at him can not help but the heart of the great shock.
'Hiss! How can this ... this be?'
That middle-aged monk was also shocked, his eyes widening incredulously. On top of the bamboo stick, usually only the sign number would be written, and then the sign text would be taken to correspond to it, but there was no sign number on top of this bamboo stick, and at this mont, lines and lines of words glowing with golden light appeared out of thin air.
Even though he had stayed in the Imperial Temple for many years and interpreted signatures for more than twenty years, he had never encountered such a shocking thing.
When they saw it, Hao'er naturally saw it as well, looking at that scene, Hao'er didn't say anything, but just glanced at it before looking towards the golden Buddha on that big hall, his heart also a little surprised.
'Immortal foetus conceived into a dragon and phoenix born, but the heavenly palace has no life star, nine deaths and one life is difficult to live, let nature take its course and do not force.' The host lightly recited these words, the hand holding the bamboo stick was slightly trembling.
Immortal foetus? Lifeless Star?
Hao'er listened to the host read the words lightly, his sword brows raised and his cold face turned frosty. He stepped forward and took the bamboo stick from the host's hand to read it again, his thin lips pursed slightly as he looked towards the host and the middle-aged monk.
'It's best not to reveal half a word about this today!' He said coldly, and as soon as his voice fell, he turned around and led Muchen and Muyue in his stride outside.
Watching them leave, the middle-aged monk took a deep breath and looked towards the presiding officer, wanting to open his mouth to enquire, but found himself unable to speak at all, as if, the words were stuck in the middle of his throat, not knowing how to open his mouth.
Today this matter, far beyond his imagination, if not see with his own eyes, he can not even believe that the Buddha really manifested, just, why would it be a little girl like that? And that sign poem ...
'Ah! Host, that bamboo sign was taken away by them!' It was only then that he reacted to the fact that the signet with the manifestation of the Lord Buddha had actually been taken away by them.
The presiding officer took a deep breath and suppressed the churning in his heart, and hurriedly ca to the middle of the hall and knelt down, joining his hands together and lightly reciting, 'Amitabha Buddha.'
And only then did he get up and said, 'This matter today shall not be revealed to the public by half.' He looked to his side at Dewu, with a serious and grave face, and said, 'Rember, not to reveal half of it to the outside world.'
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