In fact, Wang Wei came here with Shui Ling, she herself didn't believe in these, but it was difficult to take a business trip easily, just treat it as a tour, and saw that Ji Wuyan had already given sesame oil money, so he walked to the table and told the monk about his wishes.

Her wish is nothing more than to bless Xiaoyuan's healthy growth and bless Gao Yuan's health to get better and better, just when Wang Wei was talking to the old monk about his most ordinary and greatest wish, Shui Ling had already finished kneeling down to worship the big Buddha, and with a pious heart, he walked to the box held by the little monk.

"Whoa... I've already given it. ”

She was about to open her handbag, but was stopped by Ji Wuzhi in time, Shui Ling raised her head, smiled at him, shook her head, and replied softly:

"I give it alone, because my wish is too tiring for the Buddha."

A person returns to this life from a previous life and rewalks history, how much magic power does it take, and it is very troublesome to think about this Buddha, so Shui Ling has to come to Nancheng no matter what, and return her wish. Between her words, there was a piety that had never appeared on her face, which made Ji Wuyan stunned, and then smiled:

"I really didn't expect that Shui Ling is still a lover."

His words made Shui Ling just smile and not answer, in the Golden Dragon Temple, she has a sincerity that no one has ever had, and she is also full of gratitude, so what does it matter if she is not temperamental, here, why not have more temperament? !

Turning around, Shui Ling folded his hands and bowed to the sesame oil box held by the little monk, and then took out a check from his handbag. Stuffed into the small gap on the box with both hands, the little monk saw that Shui Ling took out a check, and vaguely saw that there were many 0s written on it, and he was busy with a straight look, bent down towards Shui Ling, and said:

"Female benefactor, the Buddha will bless you."

"Yes."

With good hope, Shui Ling folded his hands again and bowed to the little monk, many years later. The little monk has grown up. is still in the world, marries a wife and has children, and lives a not very rich and expensive life, but it is also happy. Is it also the blessing of the Buddha?

After bowing to the little monk. Shui Ling came to the square table. Look at the red strips of cloth on the table, these strips of cloth will be wrapped around their incense sticks when they are written with wishes. With the wisps of green smoke, they turned into ashes together, and Shui Ling saw that two had been written on the table, namely Wang Wei and Ah Qi, and there were two blank ones, waiting for her and Ji Wuyan to write.

"Hmm... Please write that you wish JDB health, safety, and happiness. ”

Shui Ling politely told the old monk about her wishes in this life, not much great, and she didn't mention herself for a long time, because in this life, no matter how unlucky she is, it is impossible for her life to be as miserable as in her previous life, asking for money, she has money, she wants power, is eight thousand veterans enough? According to her physique in her previous life, as long as she takes good care of it, it is not impossible to live until the release of "World of the Dead", so she has nothing to ask for for herself.

Then I can only ask for Jia Duobao, the Buddha of Jinlong Temple will really manifest, she also asks for sincerity, quietly watching the old monk twist the brush, write her simple wish one by one, and then take the red cloth strip and come to another long table.

The incense stick I bought just now has been placed on the long table, and the pilgrims who come to worship need to do it themselves, wrapping the red cloth strips full of wishes around the incense, and the water spirit is also carefully wound, slowly, as if it is wrapping a work of art, and the face is full of cherishment carefully.

By her side, Ah Qi and Ji Wuyan were wrapping incense with their hands, while smiling and chatting about the internal trivial matters of the Sky Online Game Company, and Wang Wei was a woman in the end, although she didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, she was also full of seriousness, and she was not as hung up as Ah Qi and Ji Wuyan.

After wrapping the incense, the pilgrims can ask the monks in the temple to help hang the incense, or they can take a long bamboo pole and find a place in the temple to hang it. This temple is not big, but it is not very small, Shui Ling is holding his own incense in one hand, dragging a bamboo pole in the other, and does not pay attention to Ah Qi and Ji Wuyan, turned around and went to the corridor leading to the backyard of the temple, ready to find a place to hang it there.

The incense on the top of the Buddha has been hung full, because this position is the best, the closest distance from the Buddha, every pilgrim who comes to the incense, wants to hang their own incense on the top of the head of the Buddha, so the bamboo pole is pounded around on the roof, it will be easy to touch other people's incense or accidentally extinguish.

The monks in the temple are somewhat casual, and when they encounter this kind of thing, they will not help the pilgrims to relight the incense, or re-hang the incense sticks that have accidentally dropped, they will directly sweep away the garbage heap of these incense sticks full of pilgrims' wishes, so on the surface, the best location closest to the Buddha is actually the worst and most crowded place.

But the corridor is different, it is very ventilated, dry all year round, and there are very few people who hang the incense here, and there are a lot of places, so that the incense of the water spirit can be burned until the last point, so she chose to hang it here, hoping that the Buddha can listen to her wishes in this life.

The sunlight still passed through the bamboo leaves in the backyard, there were golden spots scattered on the wooden corridor, she picked up the bamboo pole, strung her own incense, lit her toes and began to hang, but she only felt a heat behind her, when she didn't have time to react, her body was shrouded in a hot chest, a pair of big black hands, stretched out from her shoulders, holding the bamboo pole in her hand, there was a rough male voice, said above her head:

"I'll help you, why are you getting shorter and shorter?"

"Add ......"

Hearing this familiar voice, Shui Ling reflexively turned his head, the corner of his forehead collided with the lips of the man behind him who happened to bow his head, Shui Ling hurt, did not move, waited for him to retreat, but he did not move, his heartbeat was like a galloping horse's hooves kicking, after a few seconds, as if he had finally come back to his senses, pressed down on his lips, and kissed Shui Ling's forehead hard.

Time seemed to stop at such a moment, in the mottled corridor, the man was wearing a dark blue cap on his head, a black V-neck short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of black and gray cotton breeches, and a pair of black sneakers on his feet, holding her from behind Shui Ling, like a giant, completely wrapping her in his arms, so that the outside world could not peep at her.

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