The women under the tree were silent, firstly, because they were at a loss, and secondly, because of Jia Chunhua, who was notoriously short-tempered. What's more, she is still followed by a Mo Xiaobao, and it is inevitable that she will suffer a loss when she moves.

Those who know the times are junjie, and they still understand this truth.

Jia Chunhua saw that they had stopped, so he turned around and pulled Mo Xiaobao and walked towards the temple.

The poor village, but the temple to worship the gods, was built with the characteristics of a temple, which formed a sharp contrast with the grass paved tile house, which was an accident to Mo Xiaobao.

The layout of the temple is very exquisite, and the middle road in the front is the mountain gate, which is also the location where Mo Xiaobao and Jia Chunhua are now.

Entering the mountain gate, the left and right are the bell tower, the drum tower, the front is the palace of the heavenly king, there are four statues of King Kong in the hall, the back is the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the Tibetan scripture building, the monk's room, the hall is divided into the left and right sides of the middle road.

The Daxiong Hall is the most important and largest building in the Buddhist temple, and it is also the main hall for signing and unsigning.

As soon as Jia Chunhua entered the door, the expression on her face became solemn and respectful, and Mo Xiaobao could see that she was very in awe of the gods!

In the main hall, two monks sat and chanted scriptures while knocking on wooden fish.

Jia Chunhua and Mo Xiaobao knelt on the pu mat, closed their eyes and began to thank: "The great mercy and compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, this time my son Xiaobao is fortunate to have your wishes, so that he can survive this catastrophe safely, for this reason, our mother and daughter specially came to repay the vows, and hope that the Bodhisattva can bless the Mo family more in the future, bless Xiaobao to find a lover as soon as possible, and bless Mo Da to achieve his wish in the imperial examination in the coming year......"

Mo Xiaobao was not idle, she was an atheist, but since experiencing this, she had absolute reverence for the Bodhisattva, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, and put the incense into the bronze incense burner that was more than one meter long.

Jia Chunhua read a lot before getting up, and when she saw that Mo Xiaobao hadn't gotten up yet, she couldn't help asking:

"Old girl, do you still have a wish that you haven't paid yet?"

Mo Xiaobao thought that ordinary monks are unsigned, and after she drew the lot, she would go to find the first master of junior high school to help unsign, just enough to complete the system task!

"Mother, I want to ask for a root sign..."

When Jia Chunhua heard Mo Xiaobao say this, he hurriedly took out a few pennies from his pocket and put them into a donation box made of wood, which is the law of the temple and a little gratitude to the Bodhisattva Buddha.

After she threw the copper coin, she looked at Mo Xiaobao with relief:

"Bodhisattva bless, my daughter will definitely be able to ask for a good sign!"

Mo Xiaobao doesn't know how to ask for a signature, but she has watched TV series before, and she always closes her eyes and slowly pads the lottery holder, and the first lottery that falls out is the one she asks for.

Mo Xiaobao picked up the heavy sticker, closed his eyes, and paddled the sticker one by one, and after a while, a stick fell out, and before she could see it, Jia Chunhua rushed to pick it up

"Bao'er, find the master to unsign for us!"

Mo Xiaobao said: "Mother, I heard that in this temple, the first master of junior high school is very good at studying Buddhism, and I want to take this sign to him to help solve it." ”

Jia Chunhua didn't know the first year of junior high school, but when he heard Mo Xiaobao say this, he hurriedly asked the two monks who knocked on the wooden fish:

"Little master, may I ask who is the first master? My daughter wants to ask him to untie the lot. ”

When the two little monks heard the fame of the 'first day of junior high school', they stopped beating the wooden fish's hands one after another, looked at each other, and wondered.

How did they know that there was a junior high school student in the temple? The first year of junior high school came suddenly, and the eldest disciple who was personally accepted by the abbot has never shown his face in front of outsiders!