In the side hall, Huang Huai stood next to the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, wearing a Taoist robe, with regular features and good looks.
After changing into a Taoist robe from Huanghuai and entering the side hall, Chen Wei, who was packing his things, cast strange glances at him from time to time.
While there was no one in the side hall, Huang Huai couldn't help but said to Chen Wei: "Brother Chen, what are you doing so sneakily? Haven't you seen me?"
Chen Wei was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked at Huang Huai seriously and said, "Xiaojiu, did you have some plastic surgery? We haven't seen you for just one night. Why do I feel that you have become more mature?" You have a good temperament, especially when you wear this Taoist robe, you will feel like a Taoist disciple from ancient times. Just by standing here, I don’t know how many young ladies will be fascinated to death.”
Huang Huai glanced at Chen Wei and said, "Even if you try to trick me with your sweet words, I won't stay here with you when Shanshan comes."
After hearing what Huang Huai said, Chen Wei's face suddenly fell down, showing an expression of despair.
While he was talking, tourists came in. They were a mother and daughter. One was in her thirties, and the other looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. As soon as they entered the side hall, they swept past Huang Huai and Chen Wei. In the end, his eyes naturally fell on Huang Huai, as if Huang Huai had some attraction.
However, Huang Huai keenly noticed that something was wrong with the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. Her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she was a little less agile. She gave the impression that she was indifferent to the outside world.
The mother held the girl's hand, with a somewhat sad look on her face, walked to the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, and knelt down on the futon with piety.
On the other hand, the girl on the side looked dull and did not react at all. The mother pulled the girl and whispered: "Qianqian, kowtow to Master Guan quickly and ask Master Guan to bless you to recover as soon as possible."
It can be seen that the girl seemed to be very resistant in her heart, but she still knelt there reluctantly under the pull of her mother. However, although she knelt down, she had no intention of kowtow.
The mother, on the other hand, clasped her hands together and prayed to Emperor Guan Sheng with great piety: "The emperor has a spirit. Please bless my Qian'er for a speedy recovery. If it works, I will definitely build a golden body for Master Guan..."
Huang Huai, who was standing aside, had sharp facial features. Although the mother's voice was very low, Huang Huai could hear it clearly.
Upon hearing this, Huang Huai couldn't help but glance at the girl. The girl's eyes were dull and her expression was dull. She seemed to have some mental problem.
The mother and daughter burned incense for Emperor Guan Sheng, and then burned incense and prayed to the gods in the temple. They really worshiped the gods when they saw them.
To be honest, patients suffering from diseases, especially those that cannot be cured, can only place their hope in illusory gods in despair. Huang Huai has seen this situation more than once.
More tourists entered the temple, and many of them saw Huang Huai with a strange look on his face. Some even couldn't help but take out their mobile phones and secretly take videos.
At this moment, several young and beautiful women who looked to be around twenty years old at most were kneeling in a row in front of the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, kowtowing to the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng.
However, anyone who pays a little attention can notice that when these women are worshiping the statue of the Holy Emperor, they secretly cast their eyes towards Huang Huai in front of them, with a strange look in their eyes.
It's just that Huang Huai didn't look away even when he felt the eyes of several women falling on him.
In fact, Huang Huai had become numb to this kind of gaze after a whole morning. Almost every tourist who came to burn incense and pray for blessings, regardless of gender, would look at him secretly.
After realizing this, Huang Huai knew that it was his own fault.
It's not like he didn't help in the palace in the past. Although there were occasionally people taking videos about him, they were very few and definitely not as exaggerated as they are today.
Thinking about his own changes, it is only because he succeeded in building the foundation last night and condensed the true soul of the soul.
Huang Huai also didn't expect that he had condensed the true soul of the soul, and his mental power had skyrocketed. The changes in his temperament affected by this would have such a great impact on ordinary people.
After figuring out what was going on, Huang Huai secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. He had just gathered his true soul, and with his mental power soaring, the impact on others was not what he wanted.
Originally, if it took a few days for him to completely adapt to the surge in mental power and perfectly control it, then all the effects of the surge in mental power would naturally disappear.
It's a pity that there are no famous teachers in Huang Huai. Even Emperor Xuanyuan only lectures on the Dharma and does not involve any common sense other than practicing the Dharma.
Huang Huai relied on his own cultivation method to condense the true soul of his soul. No one told him how to restrain his apparent mental power. He could only rely on himself to slowly adapt and explore bit by bit.
Most of the day passed, and Huang Huai finally enjoyed the treatment of being in the spotlight. Thanks to his perseverance, he was not affected by other people's gaze.
However, due to Huang Huai's influence, the incense of Emperor Guan Sheng suddenly became much stronger. Originally, it would be good if only 30 to 50% of the people who entered the temple to burn incense for Emperor Guan Sheng were good, but Huang Huai stood next to the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng, So much so that nine out of ten visitors will come forward to burn some incense for Emperor Guan Sheng.
"It's not good, it's not good, someone is going to jump off the cliff!"
Suddenly, exclamations came from the distance. The Xunzhen Temple was not too loud, and since it was not just one person shouting, it immediately caused a lot of people to become restless.
Huang Huai in the side hall heard clearly, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately said to the stunned Chen Wei: "Brother Chen, you maintain order here, I'll go see what's going on."
Looking at the chaotic crowd of tourists rushing out, Chen Wei nodded towards Huang Huai and said, "I'm here, Xiaojiu, please be careful."
A few hundred meters away from the Truth-seeking Temple is a rather spacious viewing platform. Not far from the platform is a cliff. Standing here and looking into the distance, you can see undulating mountains, green pines and cypresses, and clouds and mist. Therefore, this platform can also be regarded as a viewing point attached to Xunzhen Temple.
Many tourists choose to enjoy the scenery from this observation deck.
Because the cliffs are too dangerous, the Xunzhen Temple specially built a row of chest-high guardrails outside the platform. In addition, the people from the main channel specially arranged a disciple to maintain order here, so this side has always been quiet. There were no accidents.
When Huang Huai arrived, he could see a dense crowd of people gathering near the viewing platform from a distance. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of people.
Jiang Mingzheng, the fourth disciple of the Grand Passage Gate, was anxiously trying to persuade a girl outside the guardrail. At the same time, a woman was crying and wanted to climb over the guardrail, but she was held tightly by several tourists for fear that she would climb over. Something happened while crossing the guardrail.
There is still a distance of one or two meters outside the guardrail to the edge of the cliff, but if you really want to climb over the guardrail, who can guarantee that you will not accidentally fall off the cliff.
"Qianqian, don't scare mom. If something happens to you, how will mom survive?"
"Qianqian, come back soon. Let's go home. We won't see the doctor or pray to God. Mom will stay with you..."
A cry like a cuckoo crying for blood echoed on the edge of the cliff, which only made everyone around watch with pity.
Huang Huai, who quickly walked through the crowd and came closer, had already recognized the girl outside the guardrail and the woman who was calling her daughter hoarsely. They were the two mothers who burned incense in the side hall in the morning and prayed for the blessing of Emperor Guan Sheng. female.
Jiang Ming, who was sweating profusely and trying to maintain order while constantly persuading the girl standing outside the guardrail, glanced at Huang Huai and couldn't help but light up his eyes and said: "Xiaojiu, come here and help! You are a young man, with this The little girl seems to be old, maybe she knows how to persuade the other party, and she must not let her jump..."
