When the crowd heard Master Xuanzhi’s words, they looked at Yun chujiu with a complicated expression.
Let’s not talk about whether these people were real or not. Now that they recalled the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Assembly, some of them seemed to be very happy. They were all talking to Lonesome. was he really the one who hired them? Were they all fooled by him?
At this time, Yun Chujiu smiled faintly. “Amitabha. Almsgivers claimed that the disciples of our Zen sect hired you. Then, which disciple hired you?”
The eyes of those people flickered a few times. One of them said, “The person who hired me wore a mask. I didn’t see his face clearly.”
Yun chujiu chuckled. “Then why did you determine that he is from the Zen sect?”
That person stammered, “Because he is bald, and he is wearing a Buddhist bead.”