Chapter 63: God Doesn't Bless Yan Bianxi

His father's pressure made Yan Bianxi more and more afraid to speak casually, and after some weighing, he said: "I want to help the family like my brother." ”

"Sister, go and read, what are you doing at home? I can't carry you with a hoe, and I can't pick up a peat when I give you a bucket of urine. You are the material for reading, only the book is read, leaving you to waste the material alive. ”

Yan Bianzhao continued: "I am a half-grown post-natal family, and I can do a lot of things at home, mainly because I like to do carpentry and am a good helper for my father. Make the best use of people's talents and make use of them. If it is a hoe, it will be used to dig the ground, and if it is a sickle, it will be used to cut the grain. Wouldn't it be nice for each of us to do what we like?" Yan said.

"It's better for you to go. Hearing that what my brother said was sincere, it was like an iron heart to stay, and Yan Bianxi's voice was confident.

"Don't fight for me----"

Yan Yongnong interrupted Yan Bianzhao's words: "I know that you all said things against your will, and you all desperately want to study. Alas, it's really the end of the road, and I don't want to leave any of the books behind. ”

"I really don't like to read, and reading is more tiring for me than pulling a plow. Old sister, you can do such a cow and horse work. ”

"I -----"

Yan Yongnong blocked Yan Bianxi's words: "I know that your brother and sister have deep feelings and humility to each other, but it is not a way for you to push me to trust me, and it is not easy for us as parents to make up our minds for you." The cubs and females are mine, and the palms and backs of my hands are all meat, and I value them equally. It's just that I can't afford to read both of you at the same time. This is a major matter related to your destiny and future, not a joke, be cautious. I think let God decide! Since God has sent you to be human beings, then his old man has already arranged your fate. Yan Yongnong guided in the direction he had thought.

"Where is God, and what decision can he make?" asked Yan Bianxi.

"We mortals cannot see God, and God's will is indicated through the gods and bodhisattvas in the temple. Tomorrow we will go up to the temple with the tip of the horns and ask the Bodhisattva. I believe that the Bodhisattva is impartial, will not be selfish, and will make reasonable and correct arrangements for you. ”

The next day, the three of them went to the temple with the tip of the horns, and after offering incense, the three of them knelt side by side in front of Wang Lingguan Bodhisattva.

Yan Yongnong spoke: "Wise and fair Bodhisattva! Disciple Yan Yongnong took his son Yan Bianzhao and his daughter Yan Bianxi to kneel in front of you, because the disciple was incompetent and incompetent, he sent the two of them to study at the same time, and he barely got one. The two of them pushed each other back, and I couldn't scream. Please check their fate, see which one is the most suitable to study, and then give the disciple a point and send a hexagram to specify. Thank you very much!"

At this time, the monk who had been standing next to him took out the tool of divination, "Confession". Two pieces of a pair of kotoshi, about 10 centimeters long, are made by breaking through the middle with a small bamboo stick.

There are three kinds of hexagrams thrown to the ground: one is called the treasure hexagram, the two are called the yang hexagram, and the two are called the yin hexagram.

Although the Bodhisattva could not make a sound, there was a hidden force that manipulated the confession. This is recognized by believers.

The wishes of the pilgrims were relayed by the monk to the Bodhisattva carved in wood, and then asked the Bodhisattva: You can send whatever hexagram you agree to do.

If the hexagram sent by the Bodhisattva is in line with the hexagram that the monk wants, it means that he agrees, and if it does not match, he does not agree.

"Please start master! Each person accounts for three hexagrams, three times is full, and flower arrangement is occupied. Yan Yongnong requested.

Yan Bian Xida has been nervous since she went to the temple, and when she heard the call to throw the notice, her heart was like fifteen buckets of water.

Facing the Bodhisattva, the monk held the confession in his right hand and raised it to his chest, knocked the wooden fish with his left hand, closed his eyes slightly, and chanted words in his mouth.

Yan Bianxi only heard one sentence clearly: "Almighty, compassionate Bodhisattva who saves suffering! Amitabha!"

As soon as the words fell, the confession in the monk's hand also landed, and the hexagram was like two flutters.

Yan Yongnong helped pick up the confession and deliberately asked, "What kind of hexagram is this?"

"It's incompatible, it's a yin hexagram. It seems that the Bodhisattva does not agree to let Yan Bianxi read it. The monk replied.

The monk whispered to the Bodhisattva again, and only heard one sentence clearly: "You promised Yan Bianzhao to study, please send a treasure hexagram." Amitabha!"

The sue fell to the ground and pounced.

Yan Yongnong helped pick up the confession and asked, "What kind of hexagram is this?"

"It's a treasure hexagram, and the Bodhisattva agrees with Yan Bian Zhao to read. "The monk declares the will of God.

Then the second round of divination begins. The monk asked the Bodhisattva to send a treasure hexagram to Yan Bianxi, but the Bodhisattva did not agree to send a yang hexagram. When the monk asked for a yang hexagram to Yan Bian Zhao, he really got the yang hexagram.

In the last round of divination, the monk pretended to be godlike, and he didn't know how pious and holy he was. He knelt on the futon in front of the Bodhisattva and bowed three times, closing his eyes and reciting the words.

I heard it clearly: "Bodhisattva, Yan Bianxi is a child who loves to read very much, and you want to bless her! Is it because you don't agree with her to go to study because she doesn't usually come to offer incense? She is still a child and is not sensible, don't see her strangeness." In the future, when she reads well, she will know that she will come to honor you when she has money!"

After the monk finished speaking, he put the confession on the incense and smoked it and said, "Bodhisattva, if you agree with Yan Bianxi to read, please send the yang hexagram!" As he blew out a mouthful of "fairy qi", the confession left his hand.

As a result, I still didn't get the yang hexagram I wanted, which is the yin hexagram.

The monk held the confession in his hand, and held the confession's hands and asked the Bodhisattva: "O almighty and fair savior Bodhisattva! Please carefully check Yan Bianxi's fate, if she really does not have the life to study, we will not force it." Then please send a treasure to hang out! Amitabha Buddha!"

This time, God listened to the monk's words and made a proclamation. The monk was helpless on his side, looking powerless.

At this time, Xixi's spiritual defense line collapsed completely, just like a criminal who heard the judge pronounce the death sentence, his face was pale, his eyes were dim, and the blood in his whole body stopped flowing.

She lost her support, lost her backbone, and without a trace of strength in her feet, she sat down on the futon.

Walking out of the temple gate, Yan Bianxi only felt that the river was overturned in her chest, and there was something hot in her throat that was about to come out, so she opened her mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her face turned pale.

"Evil! Old girl, I won't read this book anymore. If you read it, you will be allowed to read it. What gods and bodhisattvas are all deceptive tricks. Destiny is in your own hands, and you rely on yourself to fight for it. ”

No matter what Yan Bianzhao said, he was pale and weak. At this time, Yan Bianxi was completely numb and lost all the functions of joy, anger and sorrow. She was led down the road like a zombie by Yan Bianzhao.

"The sky can't fall, you must not be discouraged, there is no obstacle in the world that cannot be overcome. Don't be in a hurry, don't hurt your body. Mom is already like this, wouldn't it be worse if you fell?" Yan Bianzhao said incoherently in a frightened voice.

mentioned that his mother Yan Bian was happy to come back to his senses, and he felt like he was going to cry. Yes, find a hug and cry bitterly.

So Yan Bianxi staggered and ran home.