The fat monk gave me a salute, as soon as he spoke, his mouth was full of garlic smell, and there were leeks hanging on his yellow teeth, I looked at the sign at the door, this Nima breakfast also has leek garlic flavored buns for sale!

I looked at the fat monk in a daze, I don't know what he is doing, the fat monk saw that I didn't speak, but I was stupid and said first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little brother is here to travel, today is related to you, the poor monk can take you directly into the temple, no need to buy a ticket!"

"Buy...... Buy...... Ticket? ”

I looked at him in amazement, when is this Bodhi Temple going to buy tickets?

"If you can, go with the poor monks now, I tell you, our Bodhi Temple is the most effective temple in the country, whether you are seeking wealth, children, or career, as long as you are sincere, it will definitely work! Now the ticket price has risen to more than 500! You are also blessed to have met a poor monk! ”

Saying that, the fat monk didn't care what I was here for, and pulled me towards the end of the road.

The original small village here has long been demolished beyond recognition, and although the streets have been widened by more than ten meters, it is still overcrowded with cars. There are no traffic lights at the intersection, and the noise is like a vegetable market.

I followed the fat monk along the road, about 300 meters or so, I saw a row of turnstiles, rows of tourists are waiting to enter outside the turnstile with tickets, next to the turnstile is a huge ticket window, the same row of people.

"Hehe, do you see, there is no poor monk to take you in, not only do you have to spend more than 500 to buy tickets, just queue up here, and you have to wait until noon!"

I answered and looked inside the turnstile...... How can there be the shadow of the Bodhi Temple, the Bodhi Temple in the middle of the mountain has disappeared at all, is it good, there is a circle of walls behind the turnstiles, and there is no shadow of any buildings, this ...... What about Bodhi Temple?

Before I could ask, the fat monk had already led me to an iron door next to the ticket office, he smiled at me, then wiped his oily fat hand on the sleeve of his robe, took out a card from his pocket, brushed it against the handle of the iron door, and heard two beeps of Didi, and the iron door opened in response.

Damn, this is still an access control!

Behind the iron gate, there are no buildings or houses or the like, but a staircase that extends downward, long and without end, because of the darkness, there are many lights on at this time, and a strange Buddha statue is painted on each step of the steps, I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't find a kind eyebrow, almost all the Buddha statues are laughing, it is the kind of mocking laughter, staring at me is like staring at a fool.

The fat monk took me down the stairs, and I went around to a hall to see an endless stream of tourists, and the scene was suddenly a lot more lively, these tourists should have come down from the turnstile, and from behind them, you can also see that the tourists who are diagonally upward are coming down.

"Donor, the poor monk will take you here, if you want to go out in a while, follow these tourists, just go out directly from the gate where they came, don't check the ticket!"

I looked at him, and felt that the world was suddenly much warmer, and there were still many good people, and this time I saved more than five hundred oceans, and I hurriedly wanted to thank him, who knew that the fat monk smiled and stretched out his hand to say.

"Donor, please pay the road fare, the poor monk still has something to do."

I...... Nima ......

After paying four hundred yuan, the fat monk turned around with a smile and walked through an iron gate and left, and the good feeling that had just risen in my heart disappeared in an instant.

I looked around, it seemed to be a hall, there were rows of small shops on both sides, except for food and water, almost all of the rest were selling Buddhist culture, only the innermost one, it was selling incense, there seemed to be a lot of people buying, three layers inside and three layers outside.

I was about to raise my feet to go in and have a look, but my heart moved, thinking that if Zhao Gang was coming, he would definitely not line up, he should be the same as me, he also came in through this small door, and now I just don't know if he has come in or not.

If you don't come in, it's much easier, I'll just stay here, just walk all the way, there is no fork in the road, this is the only way to the inside, but if he comes in before me, then it's troublesome, I can't touch it at all.

While thinking about it, the mobile phone rang, it was a message from Zhao Dongliang, he told me that Zhao Gang usually stays in the Bodhi Hall for five hours, and asked me to go to the Bodhi Hall to guard if I can't find it.

After closing the news, I looked at the thumbnail on the sign at the entrance, this Bodhi Temple was really built underground, strictly speaking, it should be built under the mountain, the area is amazing, there are as many as four halls, and around the four halls, there are also many shops, and in the back, there are places for monks to stay and eat.

As soon as I finished reading the sign, I was about to turn around, when I heard an old grandmother next to me asking a young and fashionable girl behind her.

"Girl, where is this Bodhi Palace? My eldest grandson burned a cup of heavenly incense here last year, and was admitted to Tsinghua University, and I want to go and repay my wish! ”

"Grandma, the Bodhi Hall is in the innermost, I also wish it, my father has lung cancer, I begged in front of the Bodhi Patriarch, and the result is only half a month! The Bodhi Patriarch here is the most effective! I'll take you! ”

These two people are about ten meters away from me, and I don't know if it's the old grandmother's ears, or the girl's loud voice, in such a noisy crowd, I can hear it clearly! Looking at their departing backs, I felt that something was wrong!

To follow the crowd and walk inside, you must first pass through this 100-meter-long road, which is the place to enter and exit, and there are shops doing business on both sides, so the flow of people is very large, and I squeezed for half an hour before I could barely squeeze through.

As soon as you get out of the passage, the flow of people is a lot less, the first thing that catches your eye is a golden reclining Buddha, the huge Buddha statue lies horizontally at the end of the same road, two small doors are divided on both sides, there is a merit box in the middle of the reclining Buddha, in front of the merit box is more than ten futons, for tourists to make a wish, next to the small door on both sides of the reclining Buddha, there is a table on each side, there are two monks who are kind and kind to the eyebrows are busy, and the slogan of this free release is written on the wall.

Chinese people are like this, how can they not take advantage of it if they are free, so I also followed.

There were more than a dozen sets of sticks on the table, so it wasn't very crowded, and after about ten minutes of queuing, I grabbed a stick, shook it, and a bamboo stick fell out of it.

It is written that the water is shallow and the lonely boat is dry, the wind and cold are not moving, so the people go goodbye and sing a partridge sky. I can't understand the signature, but I know the words written on it, and this is a sign!

Yes, the next sign also has to be solved, I take the sign and want to find the monk to solve the problem, who knows that the lottery is easy to solve the difficult to solve, there are ten signs, but the monk has only one, shake the lot for a few seconds, this is the solution......

Seeing that the monk shook his head and gave an old woman to untie the sign, Nima, he can say a word for a minute, I can't delay it because of the urgency of time, and I was about to insert the sign back into the sign, who knew that a middle-aged monk suddenly flashed next to him, and yelled at me with a fierce face.

"Hey, you can't put it back if you draw lots, you draw the next lot, wouldn't it hurt others to put it back?"

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became a target in the eyes of everyone! Especially those women with low IQs, they squirted directly, saying that I have no public morality, that I am uneasy and kind to kill people, and that an aunt directly slammed me from afar.

Hey, Nima's, they are all mentally retarded, draw lots, if you take out all the next lots, then is your uncle's still a lottery? I'm hurting someone else by putting the sign back? It's a pity that I can't fight with all my tongues, so I can only explain to the monk with a sneering smile.

"Master, don't get me wrong, I just want to go to the back hall to burn incense quickly, this solution is too slow!"

"Slow? If you're too slow, go to the side and solve it! ”

Beside? I looked in the direction of his finger suspiciously, and there was a small door next to the unsigning booth, and there was really a small sign written on it - unsigning office!

I pushed the door in, and it was a small separate room, and it was a fat monk who was relieved, and the fat one was like Maitreya Buddha, and the fat on his stomach fell on the table. He was bored fiddling with his mobile phone, and when he saw me come in, he was about to get up and greet me enthusiastically, and seeing his laborious appearance, I quickly quickened my pace and handed over the signature.

"Oh, it's a sign! That's not good! ”

To be honest, I don't want to delay time at all, and now I'm completely forced to come in and solve it, but my brother came with a task, and I saw that this monk wanted to ink again, so I said simply.

"The master has something to say, what is this sign talking about?"

"Well, this is a sign, and it's a big murderer's sign, almost all of it ......doesn't go well."

"How do you crack that?"

"After a while, you go to the apse to burn incense, and sincerely pray to the Bodhi Patriarch, maybe you can crack it!"

Gotcha, isn't this over! I got up and said goodbye, and I did it in one go, and the fat man immediately bounced up and shouted.

"Donor, the cancellation fee hasn't been settled yet!"

"Huh?"

The fat monk pointed to the wall behind him, on which was a printed piece of A4 paper with the words "One Hundred Signatures!"

Fuck, your uncle's pit me? You're so fat, I can't see if it's good or not at all when you press this paper, besides, isn't it written at the door that it's free to unsign? In an instant I understood why those people at the door would rather line up than come in, before and after, it seems that I came to this small room alone to unsign, no wonder when I came in just now, these old women looked at me like stupid people, it turned out that they were all from here!

I reluctantly handed over a hundred-dollar bill, who knew that the fat man shook his head and said.

"Donor, there are nine hundred incense candles!"

"I didn't burn incense, okay?"

I'm almost going to explode! This is blackmail!

Who knew that the fat man moved his buttocks, revealing a red button, and said to me impatiently.

"When I gave you the sign just now, you promised to burn incense to relieve the disaster, and I have pressed the button to notify you that incense is ready for you! If you don't pay, do you want me to pay? ”

After that, the fat monk rolled up his sleeves and revealed a scorpion tattoo, which looked extremely bewitching, fuck your uncle, are you a monk or a bandit? I cursed in my heart, but now is not the time to offend people, I can only grit my teeth and endure it first!

After counting him to a thousand, his wallet was suddenly empty, and the fat monk borrowed money with a smile and handed me a printed piece of paper with a reservation of 888 high incense, and it was also stamped with the stamp of Bodhi Temple.

"Isn't this 888? How to charge 900? ”

I looked at the number 888 and asked him, who knew that the fat monk buttoned his nose and said disdainfully.

"I'm sorry, I'll round it up for you, there's no change here, you can come back when you have change."

I......

My angry eggs are cracked, out of the cubicle only to feel dry mouth, just next to a cold drink seller, written five yuan a piece, although expensive, but acceptable.

Squatting in the corner and eating ice cream, looking around, there was no trash can at all, learning that others wanted to throw the ice cream stick to the ground, but as soon as the ice cream stick was thrown, the vicious middle-aged monk at the unsigning office came over.

"Littering, a fine of one hundred!"

"I'll ......"

I've been struck by lightning! This Nima's is a black temple! (To be continued.) )