There are gods in the head!

Forty minutes later!

Hua Muhan held a heart of awe, kowtowed to the statues in each temple, and finally came to this hall of the Great Hero, kneeling in front of the statue of Sakyamuni and praying.

Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, let alone the peak of the tourist season, and the peak of worship has passed, so this Daxiong Treasure Hall is a little cold. With Hua Muhan, there are only five people in the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall. Four believers, one middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk sat solemnly at the table on the right side of the confession, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were rolling around, and he would have skimmed to Hua Muhan from time to time, the whole person would really have a little bit of fairy wind bones, and the feeling of being a monk.

Hua Muhan stood up after praying, and just as he wanted to leave, the magnetic voice of the middle-aged monk sounded: "Girl, please stay!"

Hua Muhan's footing just stepped paused slightly, and he turned his head sideways to look at the middle-aged monk with a puzzled expression.

"Sit!" The middle-aged monk looked at Hua Muhan with a solemn face, and stretched out his finger to point to a round stool opposite the table for signing confessions.

Hua Muhan pointed to himself, looked at the middle-aged monk puzzled, hesitated, and walked to the opposite side of the middle-aged monk, but did not sit down, and asked in a low voice: "What is the matter with the master?" Although Hua Muhan believes in Buddhism, she doesn't believe in people, let alone this matter of asking for a sign and asking for a hexagram.

"Sit!" The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand again and pointed to the round stool opposite, his face was not sad or happy, and he looked solemn.

In Hua Muhan's opinion, this middle-aged monk was nothing more than seeking money, smiled slightly, took out two hundred-yuan bills from his small bag and put them on the table, and then just wanted to leave.

"Woe and blessing are relied on, and fortune and misfortune are lurking!" the middle-aged monk said inexplicably, and then said to Hua Muhan: "The girl is in love!"

Hua Muhan looked at the middle-aged monk, shook his head, and took out seven or eight white yuan bills from his small handbag and put them on the offering table, and said, "Do you have to say next?

"The girl is smart!" The middle-aged monk nodded with his hands folded, and said with a serious face: "The girl is indeed black in Yintang, I am afraid that the future is difficult to see, and her eyebrows are trapped in love." ”

Hua Muhan was stunned for a moment, looked at the middle-aged monk with some surprise, and thought to himself, did he meet a high-ranking monk?

In order to prevent the middle-aged monk blind cat from encountering the dead mouse, Hua Muhan smiled and groaned: "Go on!"

"Sit!" the middle-aged monk once again pointed to the round stool opposite.

This time, Hua Muhan sat down without hesitation and looked at the middle-aged monk with a playful expression.

"Put it away!" the middle-aged monk pointed to the money on the offering table, as if it was nothing.

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Mu Han was stunned again, glanced at the middle-aged monk in surprise, and finally obediently put away the money on the table. She wanted to see what tricks the monk was going to play.

"Although you are rich and rich, you have a bad fate, your life is dim, you are murderous and ambushed by your side, and your steps are bumpy. As soon as Hua Muhan put away the money, the magnetic voice of the middle-aged monk sounded.

"What else?" Hua Muhan asked disappreciatively.

"The north is blessed with a long life, and the south has a bad fate! Where does the so-called come from, where does it end, the girl goes back. The middle-aged monk waved his hand.

"What do you mean?" Hua Muhan frowned, secretly shocked in his heart. I can't help but be a little taboo about the middle-aged monk's words. At the same time, he also faintly believes that this middle-aged monk may really be an enlightened monk.

"The Buddha said: Don't say it, don't say it, if you say it, it's wrong. The middle-aged monk shook his head in a special pretend.

"Isn't it suitable for me to develop in the south?" Hua Muhan guessed.

"The phoenix spreads its wings and soars thousands of miles into the sky. The young phoenix spreads its wings and will eventually perish!" the middle-aged monk Xuan Zhi said again.

"Phoenix, young phoenix?" Hua Muhan muttered, and immediately understood that the phoenix was talking about Xiao Jingyuan, and the young phoenix was talking about herself. This made her faintly unconvinced.

"The young phoenix will also be a phoenix one day. Hua Muhan replied.

The middle-aged monk nodded and said, "The phoenix is a phoenix, and every inch of land is golden." ”

Hua Muhan began to think about the middle-aged monk's words again, she thought that "the phoenix perches on the sycamore, and every inch of land is out of the phoenix" refers to letting herself go back to Yanjing to develop, and only come to the south to develop when her wings are full.

"Shouldn't a young phoenix be reborn from the fire in order to become a phoenix nirvana?" Hua Muhan asked humbly.

"The destiny of heaven cannot be violated, can the girl think about it?" The middle-aged monk shook his head, folded his hands and said, "Amitabha!"

"Man will win the day!" Hua Muhan nodded.

"Meeting is fate!Then I'll send the girl a word: The young phoenix needs the wind to flap its wings in the air!" said the middle-aged monk's eyes shining, looking quite sacred.

"Wind, please guide the maze. Hua Muhan was completely stunned.

"One life, two luck, three feng shui, four yin virtues, five readings, six, seven phases, eight gods, nine nobles, and ten health. The girl is taken from Ji Jiu!" the middle-aged monk reminded.

"Jiujiao nobleman, where is the nobleman?" Hua Muhan couldn't wait to ask.

"The girl is in love again! The middle-aged monk smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Girl, go back!"

Hua Muhan expected this monk to be at this time

It's a high-ranking monk, maybe it's still a master's high-ranking disciple, so it's so easy to miss this opportunity.

"Master, you just said that your eyebrows are full of trouble. What do you mean by this?" Hua Muhan immediately asked.

"The fate comes and goes, the fate gathers and disperses, the fate arises and is born, the fate falls and disappears, everything starts from a fateful word. The middle-aged monk folded his hands and smiled solemnly.

"This ...... Can the master put it in layman's terms?" Hua Muhan was a little dizzy, and looked at the middle-aged monk in a daze.

"Life in the world is like being in the midst of thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move, do not move without moving, do not hurt; if the heart moves, people move in vain, hurt their bodies and hurt their bones, so they experience all kinds of pain in the world! Love has been nirvana, just wait for someone who is destined!" The middle-aged monk pointed to Hua Muhan's heart.

"Destined for someone?" Hua Muhan looked at the middle-aged monk puzzled.

"Wait for the wind, wait for him!" the middle-aged monk began to close his eyes and take a nap after saying this.

"Wind, nobleman, is it ......" Hua Muhan suddenly realized.

"Master!" Hua Muhan saw the middle-aged monk close his eyes and called softly.

The middle-aged monk kept silent, just raised his hand and waved to the door!

Seeing this, Hua Muhan stood up, bowed deeply to the middle-aged monk, and said, "Thank you, Master!" and walked out.

Not long after Hua Muhan left, Chen Houde gritted his teeth and walked out from behind the statue of Sakyamuni, glanced at the Daxiong Treasure Hall where only the middle-aged monk was left, and then scolded the middle-aged monk: "Why don't you follow the script?"

"Oh, I'll go! I can really mess around!" Hong Tianming walked out after him, looking at the middle-aged monk with admiration.

"Donor, this is a pure land of Buddhism, and you can't say foul language. The middle-aged monk stood up and smiled. That immortal wind bone, the image of the Taoist monk was instantly shattered, and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Houde glanced at the Buddha statue in the main hall, and said very tabooly: "It's strange!" Then he glared at the middle-aged monk and said anxiously: "Didn't I let you only talk about meeting nobles......?" Why are you involved in marriage? Why are you involved in the nobleman again? You are still waiting for the wind and waiting for him, I am waiting for your uncle!"

Can you not be in a hurry?

After learning about Hua Muhan's "feudal superstition" at the party last night, Chen Houde thought of this trick, the purpose was to wait for Hua Muhan to get into the trap, and then Chen Houde appeared next to Hua Muhan as a "nobleman", so that the contract might have a drama. Due to the urgency of time, Chen Houde can only use this trick to win.

As for the middle-aged monk, he was not a monk at all, he was just a monk who was bargained with by Chen Houde and spent 5,000 yuan to bribe in advance, and he also deliberately told him some information about Hua Muhan.

This is also Chen Houde

Why did the followers drag out Mu Han's time, just to arrange all this in advance. and last night's conversation with Hua Muhan, Chen Houde deliberately created an attitude of "being honest with each other", the purpose was to make Hua Muhan unconsciously fall into the trap.

It's okay now, this middle-aged monk directly said, "Wait for the wind and wait for him", didn't this make Hua Muhan misunderstand that the noble person in her life was her true destiny?

(End of chapter)