The two of them walked out of the restaurant together, came to a deserted alley, looked left and right, and no one noticed them.

The two of them stepped on the ground, leaped forward, jumped onto the roof next to them, and then the two of them stepped on the roof and ran forward one by one.

There were pedestrians passing by the streets below, soldiers patrolling and monks patrolling the Taoist temple, but no one noticed that there were two people flying on the roof.

Even if someone sees one look, when he takes a second look, the person has disappeared, and he will only think that he is dazzled by the wrong eye.

The place of the Daofo Temple is obvious, both of them have already explored it, and the Daofo Temple is the largest place in the royal city except for the imperial palace, so it is easy to find.

The temple is surrounded by a large open space, there are no dwellings, or there used to be dwellings, so many years have passed, long since they moved away, or were driven away by the monks of the Daofo Temple.

It is surrounded by a large flat land, and there are several bluestone slabs that connect to the Taoist Temple, and several bluestone slabs are not too complicated, and several roads from several directions are finally intersected in front of the gate of the Taoist Temple.

Long Zun and Pan Xin jumped down from the roof, pretending to be two ordinary pilgrims, an old man and an ordinary young man, who came to the Taoist Buddhist Temple to offer incense.

Pan Xin walked tremblingly, and Long Zun was supporting him, looking like his grandfather and grandson.

The two of them smoothly entered the Taoist Buddha Temple and walked to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is an incense altar, which is full of incense, and the incense ash inside is slowly falling into a jar.

The two of them walked around from the incense altar, and behind them was the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and there were many pilgrims like him, all of whom were walking towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At the same time, there are many people walking out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, all of whom are pilgrims who have just finished worshipping the Buddha.

The monks in the Taoist Buddha Temple have already finished their morning class, and they have gone to their own business, except for a few monks who left to take care of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the rest of the monks have already left.

Long Zun supported Pan Xin, and the two of them entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, they did not go all the way to the big Buddha sitting in the middle like the others, but looked around as soon as they entered, as if they were looking for something.

"Two donors, may I ask if there is anything you need the little monk's help with?" a monk next to him walked up to the dragon clan, folded his hands, and asked.

"It's nothing, we're just here for the first time, we're more curious, look around, cough cough!" Pan Xin pretended to be old, said back, and covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

The monk folded his hands, recited a Buddha name, and said: "Donor, we have a lot of signs here, and many pilgrims will ask for a sign when they come to our Taoist Buddhist temple to see their fate." ”

"Ahem, what else do I ask for a sign at such an age, ask for one for my grandson!" Pan Xin said, standing with Long Zun's cheap in his mouth.

Long Zun secretly rolled his eyes, and said silently in his heart, I respect your age and forgive you for taking advantage of me this time.

"Two donors, please come with the little monk. The monk spoke, walked in front, and took Pan Xin and Long Zun to the front of an offering table.

On the offering table was an incense burner with burning incense to the third of the time, and several dishes with several fruits and snacks in them.

In the middle of these things, there is a bamboo tube on it, and a large handful of skewers are placed in the bamboo tube.

"Two donors, as long as you hold the bamboo tube, shake it in your hand, shake it out, and shake out a bamboo stick, you can stop, and then you can go over there to find our master to solve the sign. The monk said.

"Oh, oh, okay, okay, I see, I'm begging for a sign for my grandson. Pan Xin said in an old voice.

Then don't disturb the two donors, and the little monk retires. The monk folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and then retreated and left.

Waiting for the people to walk away, Pan Xin whispered: "Since we are all here, let's ask for a sign and calculate the fortune." ”

Long Zun pursed his lips and said, "Do you believe in this thing? We cultivators have gone against the sky and never believed in this thing. ”

"It doesn't hurt to do the math, and wouldn't it be too weird if you and I didn't ask for a signature. Pan Xin whispered.

From time to time, someone came to the offering table, knelt on the futon on the ground, took the initiative in his hand, shook it vigorously, shook it vigorously, shook out a bamboo stick, and then picked up the bamboo stick from the ground and took it to the monk not far away to untie the lot.

"It's boring anyway, just try it!" Long Zun said, and then walked over by himself, like the person before, took the initiative and shook it a few times.

With a slight tap of the finger on the bottom of the initiative, eight bamboo sticks fell out of it and fell into the open space in front of the futon.

He picked up these bamboo sticks from the ground, and Pan Xin on the side looked at his eyes in a daze, and said in his mouth: "What are you doing to make so many of these things?"

"Ask for a signature! Since I'm here to ask for a signature, it's better to have a few more. Long Zun said indifferently, then stood up and walked to the big monk in the distance with a bamboo stick.

Pan Xin rolled his eyes, but he still followed behind and walked over.

Long Zun took out a stick, handed it to the great monk in front, and said, "Please also ask the master to help me solve my doubts?"

The great monk looked unfathomable, stretched out two fingers to pick up the bamboo stick, put it in front of his eyes and glanced at the words on it, and finally put it down.

He asked, "What do you want to ask for?"

"Marriage?" Long Zun said.

The great monk nodded, then carefully looked at the bamboo sticks in his hand, shook his head slightly, and said: "The donor's marriage is approaching soon, and he is a twenty-eight beauty, but there is a catastrophe before the marriage is happy, and the donor needs to come over, otherwise the next marriage will be ten years later." ”

"I see. Long Zun nodded, then looked back at Pan Xin on the side, "Grandpa, this master said that your marriage is a catastrophe, and he also said that you can take a twenty-eight beauty." ”

Boom!

The big monk behind the table slammed his head on the table, and it took a long time to raise his head and ask, "Donor, are you seeking marriage for this old benefactor?"

"Of course. Long Zun nodded affirmatively, "I am asking for my grandfather's marriage, I want him to be able to take a wife before he dies, and he can't be single without a partner for the rest of his life." ”

When Pan Xin in the back heard this, he almost stretched out his hand to strangle Long Zun, and said in his heart, this kid is too much of a thing, what does it mean that I don't have a other half in my life, it's too bad.

"Ahem!" The great monk coughed twice to hide the embarrassment in his heart, but he said very reluctantly: "Don't worry, as long as you survive that calamity, you will definitely be able to find a suitable marriage." ”

"That's good, then I'll be relieved. Long Zun nodded, making him seem to be a parent, and Pan Xin, an old man, became a junior.

(End of chapter)