This Mrs. Xu Song left the lobby of the signing room crying, did not get on the sedan chair all the way, was supported by Xiangyu, and went straight to the East Street outside the Daqing Gate with big feet. On this street, she has an old friend, the kind that has been worshiped for many years. This is a good person, people don't know his name, and those who know him call him Master Yi, and they don't know whether his surname is Yi, or the "Book of Changes" has reached the pinnacle, in short, he is an unfathomable person.

From a distance, Xu Song and the maid Xiangyu saw a bunch of people in front of them. The old, the young, the men, and the women are full of pilgrims. People scrambled around Master Yi and shouted, hoping that Master would give him guidance on his confusion first. Master Yi's love tutu was holding an oxtail braid in his hand, shouting at the crowd to grab the number and line up, divination and fortune-telling according to the order of the number, and those who did not obey the order were whipped out.

Listening to what Li Chao said, the crowd rushed to grab the number again. Xu Song and Xiangyu walked over unhurriedly and went straight to the master. The person who grabbed the number was not happy, and shouted loudly: "Who is from the Yaksha, so ignorant of the rules? Don't you know to queue up for the number? ”

Xu Song ignored them, Xiangyu turned her head, glared at the noisy crowd, and proudly raised the special number one sign in her hand: "We are the special number, do you know what a special number is?" Really, screaming without understanding anything. It's not that I said, our young lady has been worshipping the master for many years, what is the special number, even if he finds the master in the middle of the night, he can't be ambiguous. ”

The master smiled, nothing was necessary, but there was nothing to justify. This is tantamount to admitting that Xiangyu is telling the truth. Forget it, this world has always been like this, rich is the master, people spend a lot of money, what's wrong with buying a special number?

Xiangyu followed Xu Song straight into a special room blocked by a curtain, in which there was a case, and there was a fragrant tea on the case. Xu Song sat on his knees, facing the master. The master held one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds in his hand, carefully examined Xu Song's family, and muttered to himself: "The pilgrim's face is yellow, his body is black, and his mouth is purple, which is destined to be a misfortune for his family and an unlucky thing." ”

When Xu Song heard this, he was startled at first, and then nodded again and again and said: "The master is right, don't hide it from the master, my master and I haven't had sex for half a month." The master said that the sage said well, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. These three outlines and five constants, nothing can be without incense, right? Just like the master said, Buddhists pay attention to incense, but we laypeople also pay attention to incense, and we don't even talk about incense. Looking for the master today, I want to ask the master to think of a way, can you find a concentric ** talisman, in case I and the master have a man and a woman, and I can't forget the master's kindness. ”

Master Yi originally closed his eyes and silently recited 'Amitabha Buddha', but at this time he slowly opened his eyes and said: "I am not a Taoist priest, and I don't know the talisman that drives away evil spirits and attracts peach blossoms, but I have a good word to persuade me." ”

Xu Song asked urgently: "What kind words?" Please speak quickly, master. ”

Master Yi said a five-word sentence: "If you want to come to Xianggen, you need to get rid of the fox girl; Reverence the monks and welcome the Bodhisattva. ”

Xu Songshi was inexplicable when he heard it, and wanted to ask again, how could he know that he would open the curtain and enter, and said to Xu Songshi solemnly: "Half a pillar of incense has arrived, please come out." ”

Xu Song came out of the special room in a daze, pondering these five words vigorously. Although Xiangyu is a big-footed girl and is illiterate, her brain is quite good. She shook her head and said, "Fox girl, it won't be the fox surnamed Hu next door to us, right?" I had already seen that she was not pleasing to the eye, and when I saw a man, I was like seeing my own son. Miss, did you say she snatched her uncle? ”

Xu Song said: "It's okay for the fox girl, but where does this Bodhisattva come from?" ”

Xiangyu replied, "Isn't there another sentence in front of the master, devout and respectful to the monks." As long as we fast once a day, the Bodhisattva will definitely come. ”

Xu Song thought about it, it seemed like this. Okay, go home and fast. Thinking so, Xu Song and Xiangyu hurried home, arranged for the cook at home to boil a large pot of gruel, swaggered to the door of the house, and shouted for fasting monks.

Chaoyangmen Street is located in a prosperous area, and most of the rich businessmen and bureaucrats come and go, not to mention the monks, even a beggar who asks for food has not been seen. The Xu family's big pot of porridge was only placed from noon to night, and no one came, but a few stray dogs wagged their tails to drink porridge, but they were all driven away by the doorman who watched the porridge with sticks.

In the blink of an eye, the moon and the stars moved, and the doorman who watched the porridge looked at the big pot of gruel in front of him melancholy, did he still have to carry it in at night? You won't fast like this tomorrow, will you? After a while, the lady asked how to answer, you can't say that a monk hasn't fasted, right? Madame will definitely get angry, in case she doesn't pay this month's monthly money again, this family can only drink the pot of gruel in front of her.

Kekedi, at this time, Xu Song came out, and shouted from afar: "What happened to the monks?" My merit today is not small, and it is time for the Bodhisattva to come. ”

As soon as the words fell, she saw the big pot of porridge intact, and in an instant, it was like thunder, and the sound was like a flood bell and shouted: "Grandma's, what's going on? Stone, how do you do it? I didn't fast out a bowl of porridge, don't ask for this month's monthly money. ”

Shi hurriedly knelt on his knees, and complained with a sad face: "Madam, this is not a small complaint, there are really no monks on the street, really, there are no monks. The little eyes will be blind, and the half of the head without braids will not be seen. ”

Xu Song gave the stone a slap on his head, and scolded with his feet down: "Bastard! If I don't have children, can you be responsible? Say whatever you say today, you have to give me a monk, otherwise you will look good! With that, Xu Song went into the inner room in a huff.

The stone got up from the ground, suffered a stomach of grievances, and had to scold and scold: "What does it matter to me that you don't have children?" I can't grow children for you! beat and scold at every turn, if it weren't for that little monthly money to support the family, who would rarely suffer here! ”

At this time, there were few people on the street, and the stone was dizzy with hunger, and his stomach was screaming. He scooped a spoonful of porridge from the pot and poured it down.

Could it be that his ears were deaf, and he actually heard a faint sound of wooden fish. This voice made his heart pound, could it be that the monk was here? I stopped drinking the stone porridge, put down the spoon, stared at the road ahead with wide eyes, and looked at the road ahead in a daze.

A monk dressed in a yellow monk's robe and knocking on a wooden fish came from the other side of the street. The stone cheers, God save me! He trotted all the way over, knelt directly in front of the monk, and kowtowed three times. This situation frightened the monk in front of him.

He hurriedly picked up the stone and said, "Why should the donor be polite. ”

Shi said excitedly: "The great monk is my savior, hurry, hurry, please come here, I have a pot of good porridge for the great monk to drink." ”

The person who came was Bodhi, who was inexplicably grabbed by a stone and pushed to the pot of porridge. Bodhi said suspiciously: "What is the donor?" Monk, I am not a monk from Youfang, I have just had dinner when I came, and I can't drink a bowl of porridge. ”

Afraid that he would leave, the stone kept tugging at his sleeve, but at this time, he shouted into the room: "Madam, I have caught the monk!" ”