After the autumn competition, Lu Zuoyu gave everyone a ten-day vacation.

At the beginning of winter, Silent Mountain always goes to Mount Tai for a trip (honeymoon).

Mr. Shan ate and drank all the way, and broadcast live while walking, transforming from a game anchor to a [game, food, travel, and singing] anchor.

In the evening, the mountain and the silence in the middle of the mountain in an old temple to spend the night, it is said that the temple is very spiritual, the temple is full of incense during the day, and the crowd is like weaving.

At night, the lively Buddhist hall finally fell silent, and Mr. Shan sneaked into the Buddhist hall wearing a thick white sweater.

Holding the lottery holder in his paws, Mr. Shan raised his head and glanced at the golden Buddha, always feeling that this Buddha was similar to a fat man.

The heart is empty, and he shakes the lottery holder reverently.

"Smack~"

A red stick falls to the ground.

The plain white hand picked up the stick, a cute little novice.

Xiao Shami glared at Mr. Xiashan, as if to blame him for breaking into the Buddha hall in the middle of the night.

But the good Buddhist literacy still made Xiao Shami open the stick, and Xiao Shami's eyes changed suddenly:

"Do not ask him,

Like a crane flying and throwing a dark arrow;

If you go to the grass to pick snakes,

I am afraid of being poisoned, and I am sorrowful. ”

Mr. Shan scratched his head: "That... I'm studying science, can you translate it? Or I call a friend at Hanshan Temple, who is the future abbot of Hanshan Temple, and I ask him. ”

Xiao Shami's delicate little face showed a sympathetic look, and he bowed to the mountain: "Amitabha, the little monk wants to ask, what are you asking for?" ”

"I didn't ask for anything, I think the marriage sign here is quite smart." Mr. Shan's black eyes rolled, and he said embarrassedly, "I just want to ask the Bodhisattva about the future of me and my object." ”

"Sign off." Little Novice said.

Mr. Shan's face changed, believing in Buddhism, believing in this kind of thing, believing in it, not believing it, not believing it.

The little novice said solemnly: "This is a sign, Mrs. Zun has always had a hard life, and soon, you will encounter a major tribulation, hidden arrows, poisonous snakes, extremely risky, serious consequences. In the end, nine times out of ten, there will be one and two wide. ”

One parting and two wide, each life rejoices.

To put it bluntly, it is to break up and break up.

Mr. Shan's face is as white as white paint, and there is no blood.

Divide... Parted? He and silence?

"No, no, I still want to live with him for the rest of my life." Mr. Shan frowned, looked up to see the golden Buddha statue, his brows were cloudy, and he was worried.

Xiao Shami is a kind young man in the end, and said gently: "Fate is impermanent, don't forget your original intention." As long as the donor sticks to his heart, he will naturally be able to resolve the ordeal. ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the Buddha hall opened, and silence walked in in the silver moonlight. Seeing Mr. Shan, he said in a silent voice: "Go back and rest." ”

Mr. Shan stood up with a sigh, like a monkey and bumped into Silence, Silence was hit by his strength and took half a step back, and then held him steadily, looking at Mr. Shan like a koala, the tenderness in Silence's eyes flashed: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I went to ask for a sign for the two of us just now, and I almost scared the master to death when I signed it..."

Silence took the "koala" and nodded to the little novice, then turned around and walked to the meditation room, and the sound of the mountain chief chirping gradually disappeared.

The door of the Buddhist hall was ajar, leaking the frost-white moonlight in the room, and the little novice was still in a messy state in the wind, shocked and shocked.

Could this be the rumored ... Broken sleeves?

That [under the sign], will become [under the sign], and the future tribulation that these two people will encounter is almost devastating...

"Amitabha, may people last a long time."