Chapter 520: The Layman
After the two got into the car, Xuanwu glanced at the two bags in Fu Ling's hands, "You just said that you want to buy ten yuan chicken fillet, why did you buy so much?" β
Fu Ling looked innocent, "I wanted to have a good relationship with Hu Xiu'er and invite her to eat a chicken fillet, but unfortunately she didn't want it, and I couldn't throw it away." β
"Then leave it to Mo Wei."
"It's not good when it's cold." Fu Ling said, and quickly put two chicken tenders in his mouth.
Xuanwu glanced at the foodie he raised, and reluctantly started the car, "If you want to go to Songshan, I will send you there." β
Fu Ling ate the chicken fillet, "If you want to go, let's go together, if you don't want to go, don't mention it." β
Xuanwu knew that this girl's persuasion could not be persuaded, so he didn't mention it anymore.
Xuanwu parked the car outside the Guanyin Temple, Fu Ling looked at the bustling and crowded temple gate, and sighed: "The same temple gap is so big." β
"The geographical location and the way of doing business all determine the number of pilgrims."
Fu Ling finished eating the last chicken fillet and sighed, "Well, let's go in and have a look." β
Today happens to be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the incense smoke in the Guanyin Temple is swirling, in the open space in front of the main hall of the temple, a treasure tripod is erected, there are three layers of pagoda on the tripod, and each layer of the tower has a small window of hollowing.
The tour guide said, "The higher you make a wish and throw the coin into the tower window, the greater the blessing." β
Who doesn't want to be lucky, tourists take out coins and throw them in. There was a clanging sound of coins striking from inside the treasure tripod, and a layer accumulated in the tripod in a short time. I don't know if this money was really dedicated to the Buddha or the monks in the temple. None of the tourists care where the money goes, they just feel at ease when they invest in it.
Fu Ling looked at the tourists who were surrounding the Jubao Ding, throwing coins excitedly, and said to Xuanwu: "Can I also buy a Ding and put it in our temple?" β
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. If you don't want to eliminate disasters for others, don't worry about other people's money. Let's go meet Master Yiqing. Xuanwu said, pulling the rune spirit to live in the apse and walking.
Fu Ling muttered as he walked: "I create an opportunity for pilgrims to make good wishes, isn't it also immeasurable." Just like buying a lottery ticket, I believe that no one who buys a lottery ticket will think that it is for welfare, they are all thinking about spending two dollars to buy themselves a hope, in case they win the five million. Those who threw coins into the front hall, of course, they would not be stupid enough to believe that the wish of throwing coins into them would come true, but it was just an auspicious picture. β
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "Where did you get so many crooked reasoning." β
"I'm not crooked at all, but it's straight."
Xuanwu ignored Fu Ling, called a little novice, and asked where Master Yiqing was.
On a good day like today, Master Yiqing of course has constant guests, and Xiao Shami asked Xuanwu to wait outside the hall for a while, and then went into the hall to inform Master Yiqing, and then led Xuanwu and Fu Ling into the squatter room in the backyard. Refreshments were served.
Fu Ling ate a lot of chicken fillets, just when he was thirsty, he picked up the teacup and drank two sips, and said to Xuanwu: "The old monk's tea leaves are good. β
Xuanwu smiled, "With such a big Guanyin Temple, the incense is still so strong, and Master Yiqing's things are naturally not bad." β
Fu Ling tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "It's really a way to make money." β
Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "You're clichΓ©d again. β
Fu Ling smiled, "I'm just a layman." β
The two of them were chatting, and a monk in his forties walked in, he folded his hands and said to Xuanwu: "Master Chen, the family teacher is entertaining, he will come over as soon as possible, please wait for a while." β
Fu Ling looked at this monk, although he was a monk, he had a shrewd face, grew his hair, and put on a suit, he was the image of a successful entrepreneur.
Seeing Fu Ling staring at him, the monk smiled slightly and said, "In Xia Jingxin, I have seen Fu Ling girl before." β
Fu Ling smiled obediently and said, "Oh, Senior Brother Jingxin is good. β
Jingxin said, "The last time I went to Suolong Temple with Master, you were still a child of seven or eight years old, and I couldn't have imagined that we would meet again after so many years. β
Fu Ling blinked, and vigorously recalled who the old monk followed when he went up the mountain.
Xuanwu saw that Fu Ling really couldn't remember, and said, "At that time, Master Jingxin had not yet become a monk. β
Fu Ling's eyes widened, "Oh, the village store you took me to, bought me two bags of potato chips, and a compass. β
Xuanwu glanced at Jingxin, and said in his heart: The culprit turned out to be you.
Jingxin smiled, "You remember." β
Fu Ling nodded, "You were so handsome back then!" β
Xuanwu glared at Fu Ling, and said in his heart: This girl is really incurable, two bags of potato chips will feel that Jingxin is handsome, if Jingxin bought her five bags of potato chips back then, would she follow Jingxin to switch to Guanyin Temple.
Jingxin smiled and said, "At that time, you had very short hair, like a little boy, if it wasn't for Master to mention it today, I really wouldn't dare to recognize it." β
Fu Ling smirked, "You have also changed a lot, and I wondered when I would be able to buy things with my wallet like you." β
"You were a kid at the time, and your ideas were naturally simple. I heard that your Chinese medicine hall is doing very well, and you paid for the renovation of Suolong Temple this year. β
Fu Ling's face flushed, and he said a little shyly: "How embarrassed are we to say that it is renovated, compared to Guanyin Temple, it is far from it, I will ask two friends to help and clean up the yard." β
"You're too modest, but Master Wuxin is too physical?" Jingxin asked.
"It's good." Fu Ling wanted to say a few polite words, but saw Master Yiqing walk in.
As soon as Master Qing entered the door, he said, "I'm really sorry to keep the two donors waiting for a long time." β
Fu Ling smiled and said, "Master is polite. I've only heard you mention that Senior Brother Jingxin helped you take care of the affairs of the temple, and when I saw it today, I realized that Senior Brother and I had known each other for a long time. β
Master Yiqing smiled, "Yes, you were still young at that time, and when we went to Suolong Temple later, you had already moved away. β
Fu Ling asked curiously, "Senior Brother Jingxin, why do you want to become a monk?" β
Jingxin said lightly: "Everything is fate. β
Fu Ling looked at Jingxin with a look of adoration, "Senior brother, a talent like you, no matter what you do, you will be very successful." β
Xuanwu really couldn't stand the grinding of Fu Ling and Jingxin, and said to Master Yiqing: "I have already seen the environment of the Taihe community, and when the Taihe community was planned, it was already built according to the direction of the eight trigrams. β
Master Yiqing nodded, "Well, Master Chen is right, I also found out that Ms. Lin Xi's shop is located in the Death Gate of the Southwest Kun Palace, which is the position of the great murderer." In fact, even if Ms. Lin Xi moves away, the next one to move in will have the same fate. Therefore, if this gossip array is not cracked, those who live in the direction of the frightened door and the injured door will be in danger. β
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