After the two got into the car, Xuanwu glanced at the two bags in Fu Ling's hands, "You just said that you want to buy chicken fillets for ten yuan, why did you buy so much?"
Fu Ling looked innocent, "I wanted to have a good relationship with Hu Xiu'er and ask her to have a chicken fillet, but she doesn't want it, and I can't throw it away."
"Then leave it to Mo Wei."
"It won't taste good when it's cold," Fu Ling said, and quickly put two chicken fillets in his mouth.
Xuanwu glanced at the food he raised and started the car helplessly, "If you want to go to Songshan, I will send you there."
Fu Ling ate the chicken fillet, "We are going to go together. If you don't want to go, you don't need to mention it."
Xuanwu knew that this girl could not persuade him, so he stopped mentioning it.
Xuanwu parked the car outside the Guanyin Temple, Fu Ling looked at the bustling temple gate, and the tourists were like weaving, and said with emotion: "The same is the gap between the temples, and the download address of the 31 novel app download address is so big."
"Geographical location and business methods all determine the number of pilgrims."
Fu Ling sighed after eating the last chicken fillet, "Hey, let's go in and take a look."
Today is exactly the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. The Guanyin Temple is filled with cigarettes. In the open space in front of the temple hall, a treasure-gathering tripod has been erected. There are three-story pagodas on the tripod, and each tower has a small hollow window.
The tour guide introduced to the side: "You make a wish and then throw the coin into the tower window. The higher the position, the thicker the luck."
Those who don't want to beg for auspiciousness, tourists all took out coins and threw them in. The clanging of coins came from the treasure-gathering cauldron, and a layer was accumulated in the cauldron not long after. I don't know whether the money was actually worshipped to the Buddha or the monks in the temple. No one among tourists cares about where the money goes. They just feel comfortable investing in it.
Fu Ling looked at the tourists who were throwing coins around the treasure-gathering tripod with excitement, and said to Xuanwu, "May I also buy a tripod and put it in our temple."
"Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others. If you don't want to eliminate disasters for others, don't worry about other people's money. Let's go to see Master Yiqing." Xuanwu said, pulling the rune to live in the apse.
Fu Ling murmured as he walked: "I create an opportunity for the pilgrims to make good wishes. Isn’t that also an infinite merit. Just like buying lottery tickets, I believe that those who buy lottery tickets, no one thinks that it is for welfare. They are all thinking of spending two dollars to buy a hope for themselves, in case they win the five million. Those in the front hall who throw coins into the tripod, of course, will not be so stupid to believe that the wish of throwing coins in will be realized. It's just a good luck."
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "Where do you have so many perverts."
"My reasoning isn't crooked at all, but it's straightforward."
Xuanwu ignored Fu Ling and stopped a young novice to find out where the master was.
On such a good day today, of course Master Yiqing had many guests. The little novice asked Xuanwu to wait outside the hall, and then went into the hall to inform Master Yiqing, and led the Xuanwu and rune spirits into the hut in the backyard. Refreshments were delivered afterwards.
Fu Ling ate a lot of chicken fillets and was just thirsty. He picked up the teacup and took a couple of sips, and said to Xuanwu, "The old monk's tea is good."
Xuanwu smiled, "For such a big Guanyin Temple, the incense is still so strong, the things of Master Yiqing are naturally not bad."
Fu Ling tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "It's really a way of making money."
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "You have fallen into the cliché again."
Fu Ling smiled, "I am a layman."
The two were chatting. A monk in his forties walked in. He folded his hands and said to Xuanwu: "Donor Chen, the teacher is waiting for guests. He will come as soon as possible. Please wait a moment."
Fu Ling looked at the monk. Although he was a monk, he was shrewd. With his hair growing and wearing a suit, he was like a successful entrepreneur.
Seeing Fu Ling staring at him, the monk smiled slightly and said, "In Xia Jingxin, I have seen Fu Ling girl before."
Fu Ling smiled obediently and said, "Oh, brother Jingxin."
Jingxin said: "The last time I went to Suolong Temple with Master, you were a seven or eight-year-old child. I didn't expect that we met again after so many years."
Fu Ling blinked and tried to remember who the old monk was following when he went up the mountain.
Xuanwu couldn't remember seeing Fu Ling and said, "Master Jingxin hadn't become a monk at that time."
Fu Ling widened his eyes, "Oh, the village shop you took me to bought me two bags of potato chips and a compass."
Xuanwu glanced at Jingxin, and said to his heart: The culprit, it turns out to be you.
Jingxin smiled, "Do you still remember."
Fu Ling nodded, "You were so handsome then!"
Xuanwu glared at Fu Ling, and said to his heart: This girl is really incurable, and two bags of potato chips think Jingxin is handsome. If Jingxin bought her five bags of potato chips back then, would she follow Jingxin to switch to Guanyin Temple? NS.
Jingxin smiled and said, "You had short hair, like a little boy. If it weren't for the master to mention it today, I wouldn't dare to recognize it."
Fu Ling smirked, "You have changed a lot. I thought at that time, when will I be able to buy things with my wallet just like you."
"You were a child at that time, and your idea is naturally simple. I heard that your Chinese medicine clinic is doing very well, and you paid for the renovation of Suolong Temple this year."
Fu Ling blushed, and said shyly: "We are so embarrassed to talk about renovations. Compared with Guanyin Temple, I will ask two friends to help me clean up the yard."
"You are too modest, can Master Wuxin be too healthy?" Jingxin asked.
"Very good." Fu Ling wanted to make a polite sentence, but saw Master Yiqing walk in.
Master Yiqing entered the door and said, "I'm really sorry, the two donors have been waiting for a long time."
Fu Ling smiled and said, "Master, father is polite. I only heard you mention that Brother Jingxin helped you take care of the affairs of the temple. I didn't know until I saw it today. It turns out that Brother and I have known each other a long time ago."
Master Yiqing smiled, "Yes, you were young at that time, and when we went to Suolong Temple, you already moved out."
Fu Ling asked curiously: "Brother Jingxin, why do you want to become a monk?"
Jing Xin said lightly: "Everything is fate."
Fu Ling looked at Jing Xin with a look of admiration, "Brother, you are a talent, no matter what you do, you will be very successful."
Xuanwu really couldn't stand the grinding of Fu Ling and Jingxin, and said to Master Yiqing: "I have seen the environment of Taihe Community. When Taihe Community was planned, it was built according to the gossip orientation."
Master Yiqing nodded, "Well, Chen Shizhu is right, I also found that Ms. Lin Xi's shop was opened in the dead door of the Southwest Kun Palace, which is the most serious place. In fact, even if Ms. Lin Xi moved out, the next one moved in. It is the same fate. Therefore, if this gossip array is not cracked, those who live in the Jingmen and Shoumen positions will be dangerous.” (to be continued) (end of this chapter)