At noon, I had lunch in Bai Zhan's room, but in fact, it was only a dozen steps apart. Then a few people went to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, where the Buddha was enshrined, and the Buddha would be blessed by the Buddha if they sincerely worshipped the Buddha. It's just that...... In fact, he doesn't believe much in Buddhism.

Bai Zhan and Bai Zi knelt on the two futons in front of the Buddha, kneeling for a long time, Bai Zi was originally a cripple and nothing, but it was surprising that Bai Zhan had also knelt for so long, and he was like no one else, and he could keep his head bowed and murmured.

In fact, it can't be said that she has no wishes, her wish is: whether she can find all her comrades-in-arms or not, she just hopes that they can live well, especially if there are two girls among her subordinates, she also hopes that Fang Du can live well, at ease, and her body is not as disabled as her.

She knelt in front of the Buddha, her face was sincere, but she still said in her heart: If the Buddha can really make her wish come true, then she will definitely give the Buddha a golden body with money, or the Buddha in front of her - the head reaches the roof.

The smell of incense in the main hall was very strong, and when Bai Zi smelled the fragrance of this mystery, he was almost dizzy, and finally, Bai Zhan beside him stopped muttering. At this time, the two little novices next to him bent down and handed the two buckets to Bai Zi and Bai Zhan, Bai Zhan took it and shook it, Bai Zi saw this, his face was calm, and he closed his eyes and shook the bucket.

The two little novices next to them picked up the signs dropped by the two people, and respectfully handed them to the high monks standing next to them, the living bodhisattvas who were outside the famous name-Fengxian monks.

After Feng Xian took it, Bai Zhan looked at him directly, hoping to get a good sign.

Feng Xian glanced at Bai Zhan's shake lot, his eyes were as calm as the sea, but after seeing Bai Zhan's lot, the ocean immediately rippled, like sea water hitting the shore, which was unbelievable.

Bai Zhan hurriedly asked, "Master, is it a bad sign?" She looked nervous, afraid that something was wrong.

And the old monk shook his head with Bai Zhan's sign in his hand, and said: "The donor's sign is not bad, no matter what happens in life, as long as you keep your heart, nothing else will happen."

When Bai Zhan heard this, he just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the monk say: "It's just this little donor, it's different......"

Bai Zhan, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately raised his head when he heard this, a little scared and worried, while Bai Zhan was calm on the surface, just frowning slightly, waiting for the cliché of the white-bearded monk.

The monk in the yellow robe stroked his one-foot-long white beard and said slowly: "The little benefactor is not a mortal person, but he came to this mortal world, and everything is the will of heaven." His eyes were unfathomable, looking at Bai Zi who was bowing his head, and he paused word by word: "I saw blood flowing from the feet of the little donor, and his hands were full of souls.

At this time, Bai Zi finally looked up at the monk, with a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of her mouth, although she was shocked by what he said, but she was not the person who believed in Buddhism and fate. She deliberately asked, "Is there a solution to what the monk said?"

The monk closed his eyes suddenly, and his fingers turned the string of Buddhist beads in his hand one by one, looking unfathomable. And Bai Zhan could only look at the monk anxiously at this time, although she couldn't understand what the monk said, but she also understood that the number of lives was not a good number.

After a while, the monk opened his eyes and said slowly: "The little donor has never done a big evil thing, for the sake of this, the old man will show the donor a clear way."

When Bai Zi heard this, he took a long time, and the monk Fengxian spoke: "The little donor had too many lives in his previous life, and he will only be sick in this life...... he pointed to Bai Zi's leg: "This leg disease also comes from this."

When Bai Zi heard this, the hand on his knee moved unnaturally, and said, "Then according to the master, how should this matter be explained?"

The monk shook his head and said: "The things in the previous life can not be changed, and the little donor, there is still a heavy responsibility in this life, the opportunity comes, the little donor's leg disease will be solved, just ask the little donor to be kind and generous, with the belief that the world is his own responsibility, and when the little donor meets the noble person in his life, everything will be dead wood and spring." He had a charitable smile on his face, hoping that Shiro would listen to him. However, he seems to have said this to a person yesterday, who is it? I seem to have forgotten......

Monk Fengxian muttered in his heart, it seems that he is also old, his memory is not good, and he is confused...... But on his face, he still looked calm.

Bai Zi's eyes were meaningful, and he said in a calm tone: "I remember it myself." She smiled: "Thank you for your advice."

The Fengxian monk shook his head and said, "The little donor is polite." After speaking, he nodded to Bai Zhan and Bai Zi, turned around and left, his stomach hurt a little......

At this moment, Fu'er helped Bai Zhan to stand up, and Zhu'er also helped Bai to the wheelchair, Bai Zi's legs were a little uncomfortable at this time, probably after kneeling for a long time, and the blood vessels were blocked. She sighed and secretly gently rubbed her legs, hoping to feel better.