The first impression of a pickled girl is very important, in front of a woman you like, if you don't handle the first impression well. Then the success rate of pursuing her will drop by 50%, which may seem incredible, but it is the truth. If a woman feels bad about you, do you think she will have too much contact with you in the future?

The answer is yes, she definitely won't have too much contact with you, unless there is something worth her looking at in you, otherwise there is no door.

Meng Que quickly changed a set of clothes, the previous clothes were more formal, and Qian Xiaoshi almost didn't look at herself from the end to the end. This shows that gentlemanly men are not her favorite type.

The way to pick up girls is to be flexible. People who don't know how to be flexible will never be able to catch up with the girl they like.

For this purpose, Meng Que prepared three sets of clothes. Each outfit corresponds to a style. I've just tried the gentleman's style, and the next thing is to try the prodigal style.

The gentleman and the prodigal son, two super contrasts similar to black and white. Qian Xiaoshi will be disgusted with gentlemen, so she may treat the prodigal son differently, right?

Of course, this is just a guess, and whether the guess is accurate or not needs to be verified to know.

I changed into a simple set of off-white casual clothes, and my makeup also needed to be changed. He tore off the two mustaches and replaced them with a small patch of faint beard. Then the gold-rimmed glasses were also replaced with a pair of large green sunglasses.

In this way, the whole image changed completely. It looks as decadent as it is, and there is a bit of beauty in the decadence, and this style exudes a strange maturity. I believe that many girls will like this style, and I hope Qian Xiaoshi likes it too. After taking a picture in the rearview mirror of the car, Meng Que felt satisfied, so he smiled slightly and caught up with the mountain.

It was 10:20 a.m.

Qian Xiaoshi and the foreign girl walked not slowly, their foot strength was quite good, and they only climbed to the top of the mountain in more than 20 minutes. Compared with the physical strength of Li Dashuai and Skinny Chicken, the two of them actually have a slight upper hand.

Meng Que couldn't help but smile bitterly, but just followed quietly without letting them notice. Regarding Qian Xiaoshi's strength, Meng Que had already tested her, and it seemed that the four major families had an iron law, that is, the power of dragon blood in a woman's body would definitely not be stronger than that of a man. Therefore, she is also very weak, and she seems to be in the middle of that Qian Yaru.

At the top of the mountain, they took a break, and the two of them kept talking about something. Because their bird language was so fast, even if Meng Que could hear it, he couldn't understand it. couldn't help but secretly scolded the former English teacher: "Bastard, you actually taught me like this, I can't understand a word." ”

After only ten minutes of rest, they continued on their way. The road ahead is flat ground, and it is not easy to walk. It was a straight forward and soon arrived at the temple.

Meng Que didn't chase too closely, and waited for them to enter the temple for about twenty minutes before he slowly followed. This time when he went in, he was the same as last time, he did not directly mention the matter of meditation to the nun, but first offered incense, and then asked for a sign and asked for a hexagram or something. It's all perfunctory, and wait until you're done with everything. It was Nun Huizhu who sent him to the entrance of the temple and said, "The donor walks slowly, and the poor nun will not be far away." ”

"Master, in fact, I have liked Buddhism since I was a child, and if you practice meditation here, I want to follow you to practice meditation." Meng Que had a sincere face, and his harmless eyes were simple and clean.

Nun Huizhu shook her head with a smile and said, "Although the poor nun can see that the donor has a firm determination to convert and a heart for goodness, the small temple is only a nun temple, and if the temple accepts men, it will be inconvenient. Please also forgive the donor. ”

"I beg the master to be accommodating." Meng Que didn't say a word, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand of Nun Huizhu.

As the saying goes, "Money makes the devil grind!" He didn't believe that this nun would not see the money, and if she did not see the money, how could she accept the women who came to meditate today?

Let's not talk about Qian Xiaoshi, let's take the foreign girl and the two women who came up at the beginning, will they have the heart of Buddha? Will they have a heart for good?

Let's talk nonsense, Meng Que didn't believe that they would have that heart, and the reason why they were able to stay here and practice meditation was nothing more than that they had paid money through the back door.

Sure enough, the first moment Nun Huizhu received the money, she was a little happy, and a little timid, until she looked around and no one found it, and Meng Que gave a lot of money, she hurriedly put the money into the sleeves of her clothes, and then sang a Buddha horn with her hands together, and said: "It seems that the donor's heart to the Buddha is as firm as a rock, like a pine mountain, and it will not fall." In this case, how about asking the donor to go to the side hall to rest for a while, and then I will discuss it with the host, and then come back to make a report? ”

Meng Que nodded and motioned for her to go. In any case, if you practice meditation on your own, what is it to spend a little money? Being able to soak in money is a big deal.

Entering the side hall, this side hall is of course not a "righteous hall", it is a place for pilgrims to rest. There are still Buddhas in the hall, and the funny thing is that among the many Buddha statues, Meng Que actually saw the Dharma body of Zhu Bajie.

It is said that Zhu Bajie accompanied Tang Seng Xitian to learn scriptures, and in the end he was only named the messenger of the pure altar. Even if there is a Joy Zen in this temple, what does it have to do with this Zhu Bajie? After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly thought that there are many wild essays, and even in the TV series, it is mentioned that Zhu Bajie has also been named "Happy Buddha", because of this, maybe this temple is a vassal who built this phase with the wind.

When I turned my eyes, I saw that the eighteen Arhats were divided into two rows, and the rules were placed. The eighteen Arhats have their own appearances, and they are majestic and majestic as far as the eye can see.

Meng Que scratched his head, stared at the figure of the eighteen arhats repeatedly, and inexplicably combined them with the thirty-two figures of the Qian family, and said, "These eighteen arhats' physiognomy looks so powerful, but I don't know if it is useful in actual combat?" ”

If these physiognomy techniques are useful, then combined with the thirty-two physiognomy of the Qian family, a new physiognomy can be created. As soon as he thought of this, Meng Que was extremely excited, and immediately took out his mobile phone to take a close-up of each of the eighteen Arhats in a pose.

After filming the eighteen Arhats, Nun Huizhu also happened to come over from the outside slowly. She was smiling and kind, and it was clear that this was a negotiable expression.

"Master, I don't know how you discussed? Are you willing to accept me, a person who is obsessed with Buddha? Meng Que asked respectfully.

Nun Huizhu clasped her hands together and sang a Dharma horn, nodded and said: "Don't worry, the host has agreed to accept the donor, but the donor is the first male disciple of Zen cultivation in this temple, that ......" Halfway through the words, her smile suddenly became difficult, as if she didn't know how to speak.

Meng Que knew what she meant, smiled, took out another stack of money, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "The disciple concentrates on the Buddha, but please be accommodating." ”

Money is received, and problems are no longer a problem. Nun Huizhu smiled brightly, and praised Meng Que in her heart for being really sensible, and smiled with a little embarrassment: "Buddhism is open to convenience, and accommodation should be." After being polite, he said, "I wonder when the donor started to come to this temple to practice meditation?" ”

Meng Que pressed his temples, the impression of people in Buddhism in his mind was very upright and pure, and now this Huizhu nun really completely broke his old impression and ruined the three views plus five views.

"If I could, I'll start today."

"Huh? Today? Nun Huizhu looked at Meng Que in surprise, with a little ill-will in her eyes, as if she was looking at him like a bad person.

"Isn't that possible?" Meng Que asked rhetorically.

"Not really." Nun Huizhu explained with a smile: "If the donor is going to start practicing meditation today, then come with me, and I will arrange someone to teach you the beginning of meditation." With that, she turned and led the way.

Meng Que followed behind her, naturally understanding the meaning of the look in her eyes just now. That look was both contempt and disgust. It's clear that Nun Huizhu thinks of herself as that kind of womanizer.

However, this did not prevent her from collecting money and handing it over to her disciples.

Walking towards the backyard step by step, Meng Que really found that this place was the same as guessing, very wide and wide. The inner courtyard has clear water, stone mountains, green bamboo, and ponds, and the layout is exquisite, and there is a bit of the charm of Suzhou gardens.

"This way, please." Nun Huizhu called out, turned into a bend, and entered a dark passage. There was a cool breeze in this passage, as if you had entered the ground.

Meng Que looked left and right, secretly mentioning a little cautious. Soon, I came to a room, a room that looked like a cave. With the bright light in the room, Meng Que was surprised to find that it was indeed underground, and the room was covered with dirt on all sides. I don't know how they built such a room, and the level of craftsmanship is actually not low.

"Haven't asked the benefactor what to call him?"

"I ...... The surname is Ni. Meng Que wanted to say his real surname, but the words changed temporarily.

"Master Ni, you wait here for a while. Soon there will be disciples from this temple to teach you the way of meditation. ”

"Okay, thank you, Master."

After speaking, Nun Huizhu left, and walked very simply. Meng Que stayed in the room alone, his ears against the wall, wanting to hear if there was any special sound around, but he was surprised to find that the sound insulation effect of the earthen wall was very good, and it was as quiet as a cemetery when he heard it, and there was no unusual sound.

With a sigh, he turned his eyes to the room, only to find that the only furnishings in the room were a bed, a coffee table, and a set of tea sets. There are several frescoes hanging on the walls around the room, and these paintings are painted with pen and ink, which is antique.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that it is all thaumaturgy in the room - the boundless picture of spring in the "Plain Girl Sutra". Each picture has a special combination posture of men and women.

As soon as he looked at it, Meng Que's face was red, his heart couldn't help beating faster, he exhaled a few quickly, and said secretly: "I guessed right, the so-called meditation here is the joy of meditation that combines men and women!" ”