Mo Wei asked: "Sister Xiao Fu, Guan Xiaoning's friend has gone, don't you go upstairs and ask my master what's the matter?";
Fu Ling smiled, "If there is anything to ask, your master specifically told me not to collect money just now, indicating that this matter has nothing to do with us. Since it has nothing to do with us, what should I worry about!";
Fu Ling took a sip of tea and continued: "; Didn't you tell me this morning that you must understand the truth and don't always care about other people's privacy?";
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";The best you can think so."; Mo Wei said, took another cup of tea and took a sip.
Fu Ling mumbled: "I don't think so, what else can I do!";
Mo Wei smiled secretly, pretending not to hear.
Xuanwu sat upstairs. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Fu Ling coming upstairs. He felt strange, and said to his heart: What's wrong with this girl? Are you upset that you didn't let her collect the money
At noon, Fu Ling brought a bowl of boiled noodles and walked into Xuanwu's room. Fu Ling put the boiled noodles on the table and said to Xuanwu: "The noodles I just cooked.";
Xuanwu glanced at the noodles. There were only a few rapeseed leaves on the clear soup and watery surface. Xuanwu frowned and asked, "Are you making some plain noodles specially for me?";
Fu Ling smiled and nodded, "Yes, I did it specially for you.";
Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling and said: "Fu Ling, if you have anything between us, let's just talk about it.";
";Why are you so serious!";Fu Ling said with a smile.
";Are you nothing to say?"; Xuanwu asked again.
";It's okay.";Rune said calmly.
";It's fine, go downstairs and eat noodles."; Xuanwu said.
";I'm downstairs."; Fu Ling said, turning around and walking out.
Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling's back, and said to his heart: What idea did this girl make
After Xuanwu finished eating the noodles, he took an empty bowl and walked downstairs. Seeing that the rune hadn't finished eating, he smiled and asked, "Why do you eat so slowly today?";
Mo Wei said to the side: "Sister Xiao Fu felt that the noodles were too hot, so I waited for a while before eating.";
Xuanwu smiled and said to her heart: Does she feel too hot or too vegetarian? !
Fu Ling said to Xuanwu: "Leave the bowl here, I will wash it together.";
Xuanwu sat opposite Fu Ling and said: "If you don't like to be vegetarian, don't force yourself.";
Fu Ling smiled and said: "A vegetarian diet is good for your health.";
";I told you about being a vegetarian for 0 years, why did you remember it today?" Xuanwu asked.
Fu Ling defended: ";I have always kept it in my heart.";
Xuanwu said: "Don't embarrass yourself, we still can't afford to eat shrimp.";
Mo Wei explained: "Master, we didn't go out to buy groceries today, there are no shrimps in the refrigerator.";
Xuanwu glanced at Mo Wei, and said to his heart: Could it be that I really think too much!
Fu Ling sighed and said: ";I was a bit lazy today and didn’t go shopping, which made you think so much. Don’t worry, I have to spend money at night. That Bai Linlin came to my house for the first time, what am I doing at night? I have to buy her some fruit.";
Xuanwu smiled and said: "As long as you are not angry with me. If it's okay, I will go upstairs." Xuanwu just got together.
";What's the hurry? Let's talk a few more words!";Fu Ling said casually.
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, then sat on the sofa and said: "The guest named Xiao Qian in the morning raised a so-called Gumantong. I asked her to send Gumantong to the temple. Too willing to send it. I think since I didn't help her, I asked you not to charge her.";
Fu Ling asked in astonishment: "Gumantong? Isn't that just about raising a kid?";
Xuanwu frowned, "In fact, there is an essential difference between the real Gumantong and the little ghost. The soul of Gumantong came to be a Gumantong voluntarily, based on compassion. Raising a little ghost is a technique. Imprison children’s souls arbitrarily. Now, in order to make money, some people often get some corpse oil and imprison them in a container. Without the blessing of monks or mages, they pretend to be Gumantong, but they are actually little ghosts.";
Mo Wei was not calm, and said: "Master, we also have offerings here, I just saw that there are offerings in Hong Kong when I was watching a movie.";
";Now the Internet is so developed, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy it anywhere."; Xuanwu said.
Fu Ling smiled bitterly, ";Isn't this girl okay looking for trouble!";
Xuanwu said: "Yes, now her so-called Gumantong is already restless.";
";She came to you, is something has happened, right?"; Fu Ling asked.
Xuanwu said helplessly: ";I have told her, but I don’t know if she will listen.";
Fu inspiration said: "Alas, good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost, and the compassion is not to cross oneself.";
Mo Wei asked incomprehensibly: "Master, why doesn't she worship Guanyin Bodhisattva or other Buddhas, but the unreliable Gumantong?";
Xuanwu glanced at Mo Wei and said: "In fact, Gumantong was originally a holy artifact with a history of more than 100 years in Southeast Asia, also known as ";Golden Boy"; or ";Buddha Boy"; using different materials The child’s appearance is made, and the spirit of the child who has aborted or died unexpectedly can be accommodated by the blessing of the monk or the master. It is provided for by the faithful to keep the home safe. The supporter will also benefit himself and his descendants by providing for Gumantong. Gumantong feeds on incense and is kind by nature, which is fundamentally different from little ghosts.";
Mo Wei asked suspiciously: "Master, is Gumantong that good?";
Xuanwu said: "; According to legend, a long time ago, there was a general in Thailand. His wife was pregnant for a long time longer than the expected date of delivery and still hadn't given birth. By the time he gave birth, the child had died. The general was very sad, so he cut off a piece of his clothes with scissors. Wrap the child, then put it up with Buddha oil, and order the servant to burn incense every morning and evening. One day, when the general was sleeping, he dreamed of a child and instructed him to attack from where to win the battle tomorrow. For several days in a row, he They all had the same dream. In the dream, the child came to tell him what to do and where is Kyrgyzstan. The general asked who he was, and the child told the general that I am the dead son you supported. From then on, this child has won the general’s. I like it. Whenever the general is about to go on an expedition, he will put part of his son’s bones in a small bottle with him. It is said that every time he hangs this small bottle on the expedition, he will be able to win the victory and return, and every time he encounters At the time of the accident, it seemed that there was someone assisting, who was able to turn the dangers into peace, and the generals went smoothly. Therefore, Gumantong spread, and many people did the same, hoping to bring safety and wealth to themselves. This is what Thailand raises Gumantong. origin.";
Fu Ling smiled and said to Mo Wei: "Does it feel good, do you want to raise a real Gumantong?";
";I dare not, even if it is a real Gumantong, isn't it the bones of a child?"; Mo Wei scratched his head and said.
Fu Ling nodded and said: ";Yes, so it's better not to raise it."; (to be continued) (end of this chapter)