Entering the hall of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Yang Qiaoliu respectfully incense on the ground, kneeling on the ground to pray to the Bodhisattva of great compassion and asking the Bodhisattva to help her get married.

Chen Lihua looked at her docile appearance, felt bored, and asked, "Is it useful for you to ask for this?" ”

Yang Qiaoliu whispered, for fear of disturbing the gods in the hall. "Sincerity is spirituality."

"What is sincerity?" Chen Lihua couldn't help but ask.

This stumped Yang Qiaoliu, she hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Probably wholeheartedly." ”

"This must be wrong, could it be that Qi Shizi would like a wife who is dedicated to Buddha?" Chen Lihua complained.

Yang Qiaoliu was asked, no one wants his wife's heart to hang on the gods and Buddhas in the outside world.

"Do you want Guanyin Bodhisattva to suddenly jump out and give Qi Shizi a bow, and then he will only love you with all his heart?"

This frightened Yang Qiaoliu, she hurriedly got up and wanted to stop Chen Lihua's disrespectful words, but the gap in martial arts was too big, and she couldn't touch Chen Lihua's body at all.

"Sister, don't say that! Beware of having a god in your head. ”

"I'm right, what am I afraid of? It's obviously a bodhisattva whose own business is not in place, and this is not the first time you have come, right? ”

Yang weakly shook his head. "I did come here before I got married."

"Yes, has Qi Shizi's attitude towards you changed after you visited the shrine before?"

Yang Qiaoliu thought for a moment and fell to the bottom in frustration. "But I did marry him. This shows that it is still useful to bow to the Bodhisattva. ”

"How upset would your father be if you heard this?" Chen Lihua's voice cooled down, she was just joking before, but now she is really angry. "Didn't he see that his daughter's heart belonged, so he came to the door for you to ask for a kiss to fulfill your heart? Did the Buddha make him do this? Think about your father, how disappointed would he be if he heard that you were not thanking him, but thanking this Raushzi Bodhisattva? ”

"It's not like that!" Yang Qiaoliu was a little flustered all of a sudden, and still whispered to justify: "It's just fate......"

"Destiny is made by man! If your father had chosen another person to be his son-in-law, you would now be watching your sweetheart marry someone else! If I hadn't chosen to fight at that time, I would have died in the middle of the road! Chen Lihua's voice was so loud that everyone in the entire hall looked at her in amazement.

Finding that she seemed to be too eye-catching, Chen Lihua pulled Yang Qiaoliu to a remote corner and whispered:

"Well, if you really want to worship, I say you might as well worship a few more."

When Yang Qiaoliu heard this, his eyes widened.

"Anyway, it's just burning pillar incense, and you won't suffer any loss. It's better to believe in all the immortals, and then go home to worship the Taoist temple, and then ask Mazu, Mazu's family is also a woman, maybe she understands her daughter's mind better? ”

The words made Yang Qiaoliu dizzy, she felt that it was not the same as the teaching she had listened to since she was a child, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"But you always have to donate some incense money to worship, and if you worship so much, how can you have enough money?"

"You look down on all kinds of gods and Buddhas too much! Do people care about your money? People only care about your heart. Why do you use copper stench to insult other people's rules and precepts? Chen Lihua's face was distressed, as if she had gotten the dirty money.

"But...... If you worship all the Buddhas, isn't that just a lack of heart? Yang Qiaoliu nodded as if he didn't understand, and finally asked.

"You can't think like this, when you worship the Bodhisattva, it is Yang Qiaoliu at three o'clock in the afternoon, when you worship Taishang Laojun, it is Yang Qiaoliu at five o'clock in the afternoon, and when you worship Mazu, it is Yang Qiaoliu at nine o'clock in the evening, each Yang Qiaoliu is Yang Qiaoliu at different times, so everyone is wholeheartedly at that moment." Chen Lihua instigated excitedly.

"Amitabha, good, good. I am very relieved to see a benefactor with a wise heart here. However, the benefactor has been blinded by fallacies and heresies, and if the donor acts in this way, I am afraid that in the end he will get nothing. As the so-called bits and pieces can be seen in the hearts of the people, if you can't even have a little thing outside the body, how can you talk about worshipping the Buddha wholeheartedly? ”

Chen Lihua was taken aback, there was actually an old bald man who walked behind him silently, just now he said such a big rebellious theory, if he has malicious intentions towards himself, will he be able to repay it? She subconsciously reached out to the red tassel, only to remember that because she couldn't bring it into the Buddhist gate, the red tassel was still quietly staying in the carriage.

She turned around and asked, "In that case, then I would like to ask the master, is it more valuable for a poor person to donate all his five hundred yuan, or is it more valuable for a rich and noble family to donate a few yuan casually?" Which one is easier to get help from the Buddha? ”

In an instant, the little monk who was still with a Buddha's face just now instantly broke his skills, his face turned the color of pig liver, he thought about it, and said: "Naturally, the former is more valuable." ”

Chen Lihua patted Yang Qiaoliu's shoulder and said, "Look, it's useless for you to donate a few hundred or thousands of taels every time you come, unless you donate all your net worth, otherwise there are still a bunch of people lined up in front of you." ”

The little monk saw that Yang Qiaoliu's face was loose, and he seemed to be persuaded and shaken by Chen Lihua, and hurriedly said: "Everything depends on fate, and fate is not only determined by incense. ”

Chen Lihua smiled even more happily, and said to Yang Wanliu: "Look, anyway, it depends on fate, so what kind of incense money do you donate?" As long as you're unlucky, it won't be your turn. ”

The little monk simply blackened his face and stopped talking, he didn't have a big white ball around him every day to raise the bar, naturally he couldn't beat Chen Lihua, he understood that if it continued like this, let's not talk about whether Chen Lihua could be persuaded or not, at least the pilgrims in this hall would run out.

The little monk gave up the idea of arguing, and immediately calmed down, and then he remembered that the purpose of his coming over was not to let the two of them be quiet, or to ask them to donate more incense money, but to confirm one thing, he stared at Chen Lihua's forehead seriously, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Is this how the Buddhist monks stared at the female benefactor who came to ask for the Buddha? It's not a gentleman's doing, is it? Don't the little novices know the laws of Buddhism? Aren't you afraid that your mind will be chaotic and difficult to achieve positive results in the end? ”

"Amitabha, color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The reason why I observe the donor is not because of the desires in my heart, but because I want to persuade the donor to be good, have no evil thoughts in my heart, and naturally have a clear state of mind and are not stained with dust. ”

"I watched the blood lingering between the donor's eyebrows, which is a manifestation of excessive killing thoughts, I don't know what the donor has experienced before, but when is the retribution? It's better to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha from now on. Stay away from the complexity of the world and find inner purity. ”