"Xingxiang?" said A-Yuan, "What kind of activity is this?"

"I said it to Ah Ying. Yin Nuan said, "The so-called 'walking statue' is a ritual of loading the statues of gods and Buddhas on decorated carriages and parading around once a year. ”

"Sounds so hilarious. Ah Yuanxin yearned, "Then is this temple fair the same?"

The shopkeeper said: "Although it is not as lively, it is almost the same." A few people came from afar, and they also happened to go to Dazhong Temple to pay their respects. ”

"Dazhong Temple?"

"Yes. The shopkeeper looked at Yin Nuan and said, "Have you heard of this for Lang Jun?"

"Hmm. Yin Nuan nodded, and said to the water slave and the others, "I heard Ah Ying mention it, and it is indeed worth going once." ”

"Let's go, then. Ah Yuan was eager to try, "It's really a good decision to stay today." ”

The temple fair is very lively, from worshipping the gods to various vendors along the way. Ah Yuan was dazzled and sighed that it was worth the trip. Shui Nu and Yin Nuan didn't like to join in this kind of excitement, so they just followed behind Ah Yuan slowly all the way.

"Inda. The water slave said, "You go and follow Ah Yuan, be careful that she doesn't get lost." ”

Intian was originally a little embarrassed when he heard this, but after looking around, he found that more than a dozen guards who went out together followed the two quietly, so he nodded and caught up with Ah Yuan, anyway, Ah Yuan is not that unscrupulous, as long as the two of them don't walk out of the sight of Yin Nuanshui.

The people coming and going at the temple fair were beyond the imagination of several people, Yin Nuan stretched out his hand to take the water slave, and Ah Yuan always went to the lively place, and the two tried to walk to a relatively quiet place.

However, there are too many pedestrians, and people rub shoulders with each other, not to mention clean, even a slightly empty place is not seen.

When the water slave and Yin Nuan gave way to the side. Suddenly I looked up and saw a wooden door in front of me, and it was very quiet in the door, faintly smelling of incense and chanting.

I don't know why, the water slave suddenly had a desire to go in and have a look, and turned back to Yin Nuan and said, "Nuan Nuan, let's go here and have a look?"

"Hmm. Good. Yin Nuan nodded. And the water slave walked in.

The guards who followed the two saw that the place where the two had entered was a house with a single door, so they scattered and gathered around, and did not follow up.

After the two of them went in. Fang was a little surprised to find that although he smelled incense and heard the sound of chanting before, there was only one master sitting cross-legged in front of the desk. No incense was offered, no Buddhist scriptures were recited.

What's even more surprising is that it's in the middle of the city. But not a single tourist entered.

"Master. Yin Nuan and the water slave glanced at each other, and said with a salute: "I take the liberty of disturbing, I hope you will forgive me." ”

"Amitabha. The monk sitting cross-legged on the couch did not look at the two of them, but said. "This place welcomes people who are destined, and since the two donors have come here, they should come. You may be seated. ”

When the two of them heard this, they walked up to the monk and sat down. Don't say anything else. At least the smell of incense here is much better than the outside.

The monk said, "Are the two donors passing by here?"

Yin Nuan nodded, "Yes." ”

The monk said, "Why don't the two donors ask why this place is so clean in the middle of the city?"

Yin Nuan replied: "Master Fang Cai has already said that this place welcomes destined people. I want to come to the servant and my sister to be fortunate to meet this fate. ”

When the monk heard this, he looked up at the two of them and said, "Since you have this fate, can the two donors test the front edge?"

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness. Yin Nuan said, "The servants mistakenly entered this place just to be pure. ”

The monk glanced at Yin Nuan a few times, nodded slightly approvingly, and said, "Today is a special day, so what's the harm if it's a test?"

Hearing this, the water slave glanced at the monk in surprise, thought about it and nodded: "In this way, there is Master Lao." ”

Yin Nuan saw that the water slave agreed, so he also nodded and said, "I don't know if the master wants me to have a birthday?"

The monk shook his head, picked up a yellowed piece of paper from the desk and handed it to the two of them, "The two of you write your name and surname here, then fold it and put it on the desk to read;." ”

The implication is that he won't read the names and surnames of the two, and the identities of the two don't even need to be revealed to him.

The water slave took the pen and paper and was about to hand it to Yin Nuan, when the monk said: "Please write this for the female benefactor first, and the name and surname can fall on the right side." ”

When the water slave heard this, he took the pen and paper back, paused slightly, and dropped the word "water slave". However, he gently picked up the paper and put it in front of Yin Nuan.

The two of them wrote their names and surnames, folded them up in the way the monk said, and placed them on the desk neatly.

After that, I saw the monk stretch out a finger, dip a little dansha on his fingertips, and then chant in a low voice. Yin Nuan and the water slave looked at it calmly, without a trace of expectation or nervousness on their faces, for them, it didn't matter what the front edge was, as long as there was still that person by their side.

However, at this moment, the monk who had been slightly lowering his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the water slave with some surprise, and then folded his hands and said:

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the donor's name and surname are not like this, how can it be measured?"

When the water slave and Yin Nuan heard this, they were immediately stunned in surprise. Yin Nuan turned around, and saw that the water slave's eyelids were slightly drooping and the look in his eyes was removed, so he turned back to the monk and said, "The master has thanked the servant for his kindness, but the servant has no intention of doing so, so he took his leave." ”

After that, he picked up the water slave and said, "Sister, let's go!"

The water slave paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "Nuan Nuan, wait a minute, I want to test a leading edge, can you come with me?"

"Sister. Yin Nuan paused, "If you are embarrassed, you don't have to ......"

The water slave shook his head slightly, "It's okay. ”

When Yin Nuan heard this, he sat down on the couch again, and said to the monk: "There is Master Lao." ”

"Donors don't need to be polite. The monk picked up a yellowed piece of paper and put it in front of the water slave, and said, "Measurement and unpredictability are just fate." ”

The water slave held the pen, paused, and suddenly turned to Yin Nuan's direction, but saw that he was also looking at him, so he smiled lightly, lowered his head slightly, wrote his name and surname on the yellowed paper, and then handed it to Yin Nuan.

After Yin Nuan also wrote down his name, the water slave folded the paper again and laid it flat on the desk in front of the two. Later, I saw the monk dip the cinnabar on the spot, and recited it in a low voice.

This time there were no more surprises. After reciting the scriptures, the master said to the two men:

"Put it away!"

Yin Nuan was stunned for a moment, and knew that what he said was to put away the paper with the names and surnames of the two people stained with cinnabar. He picked up the paper, folded it smaller, and placed it close to his body. Seeing that he had done this, the monk turned to the water slave again.

"Master. The water slave knew that he wanted to ask himself, so he said, "Do you know what I want to ask?"

The monk nodded and said, "Glory and tranquility, old age." ”

"Is that so?" the water slave smiled and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

The monk paused, and suddenly said to the water slave: "The deceased has passed away, donor, let it go!" (to be continued...... ）