Huguo Temple is the largest temple since the establishment of the dynasty, and it is also the place where the royal Buddha prays for blessings. The abbot of the temple is also a respected Buddhist master, I heard that Master Dukong has the ability to predict the mystery, Mrs. Yin also instructed Su Bei Kite to pray for blessings to ask for a lot, if there is a chance to see Master Dukong, then ask Master Dukong to mention one or two.

But in Su Beiyuan's opinion, Mrs. Yin's ideas are completely feudal superstition, and they predict the future, isn't that very unreliable? She didn't believe much that anyone could have such a fantastical ability to predict the future, but she almost forgot that she was not scientific and psychedelic when she came here.

The environment of Huguo Temple is lonely, there are many kinds of century-old Bodhi in the courtyard, incense is swirling, the apricot yellow courtyard wall, and the blue-gray temple ridge.

Su Bei Kite walked into the temple gate, stepped into the threshold, saw a Buddha statue seven or eight meters high, the sculpture in the temple was simple and heavy, and there were several monks kneeling on the futon next to it to knock on the wooden fish and chant the scriptures.

The prison of the temple greeted him, holding the prayer beads and clasping his hands together and asking Su Bei Kite, "Your honor." ”

Su Bei Kite also bowed his head and said: "I am here to ask for a blessing bag, and I dare to ask the master's honorific number." ”

"Poor monk Yuanxu, noble here, please."

"I'm tired of Master Yuanxu." Su Beiyuan nodded, stepped forward and knelt on the futon, closed his eyes and folded his hands, and the prison and other monks began to chant.

Subei kite lit incense with the fire of an oil lamp, and then raised the incense slightly in front of his forehead with both hands, and entered the incense to worship the Buddha.

The little monk beside the prison handed over the blessing bag with a tray, and Su Beiyuan took the blessing bag.

"Your Excellency, please take care of yourself." The prison bowed slightly, and was about to get up to leave.

"Master Yuanxu stays." Su Bei Kite stopped him: "May I ask the mage, where should I go if I ask for a fortune telling." ”

The prison turned around: "If the nobles ask for a sign, they can go to the west side hall." ”

"Thank you, Mage." After Su Beiyuan left the prison, he took Ji Lan to the West Side Palace.

There are not many people in the west side hall, the environment is quiet, and there are large pear blossoms and plantains. Su Bei Kite walked into the west side hall, there was no one in the hall, only dozens of lit candles and incense were glowing with smoke.

Su Bei Kite walked to the Buddha and saw a stick holder on the offering table, so he picked it up and looked at it. It is a wooden tube carved out of the whole pear blossom wood, and there are twenty or thirty bamboo sticks in the barrel, and each bamboo stick has a small poem written on it.

She shook the wooden tube and a bamboo stick fell to the ground, she squatted down and picked up the bamboo stick, only to see that the stick was painted with a plum blossom, inscribed with the words "Luofu Dream Shadow", and there were small words below:

"Gao Qing has been chasing the clouds, not dreaming with pear blossoms."

Su Bei Yuan frowned and read it twice in his mouth, what does it mean?

"Don't dream with Pear Blossom?" She pondered.

"The donor doesn't have to dwell on the fate shown on the flower stick." A slightly old voice sounded behind Su Bei Kite.

Su Bei Kite turned around and saw a benevolent monk dressed in a robe, holding a tin staff, with his hands folded, and chanting to her: "Amitabha", like a living Buddha with a fairy wind and bones.

Su Beiyuan also folded his hands and bowed slightly: "Dare to ask the master's number." ”

"The Monk Dharma Crossing the Sky."

Su Beiyuan was surprised, and he really met Master Dukong: "It turned out to be Master Dukong, and the juniors were rude." ”

She glanced at the flower stick again and said, "The junior is just a little puzzled, what does it mean to draw plum blossoms." ”

Master Dukong smiled slightly: "Mei, smoke and jade bones, a beauty in the world, but I hate to laugh at the city." When a noble person draws a plum blossom, it is naturally a plum blossom character. ”

"The younger generation often hears people say that the master of the crossing of the sky has the wisdom to determine life and death, and calculate the future, before I came, my mother told me that if I am lucky enough to meet the master, I hope the master can calculate the life for the younger generation." Su Bei Kite spoke respectfully.

Master Dukong shook his head with a smile: "Break life and death, calculate the future, know the world and the world, know all things, the world is like chess, unpredictable, I know a glimmer of life, but the fate of the Tao is changeable, a hundred rivers go east, people go to the future, and the truth of the world is nothing more than this." The noble life is extremely rich, but the road is complicated, but the matter is man-made, if you can survive the disaster, you will have a creation. ”

Su Beiyuan listened to Master Dukong's words thoughtfully, raised her head and saw the back of Master Dukong leaving, and wanted to go up and ask something, but she still shook her head and stopped, if she wanted to ask anything more, she couldn't ask anything.

The long bell of Huguo Temple came from afar, echoing in the silent sky.

She looked at the plum blossom stick in her hand, put the stick back into the holder, and walked out of the side hall.

A warm and warm voice sounded: "The county lord of Chaowu is also here." ”