What catches your eye is a golden halo that is made up of leaves intertwined when you look closely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The leaves grow on the tree, showing a dazzling golden yellow, swaying in the wind, which is extremely gorgeous. Qiushui stood there in a daze, his eyes were about to dazzle.

"What kind of tree is this, and the leaves are so beautiful?" Qiushui turned his head and asked Lin Lin.

"The Xiwang tree, which is said to grow in the clouds, is immortal and can bring good luck and hope. Lin Lin's face was also full of shock, although this was not the first time she had seen the Xiwang tree, she still couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart.

Qiushui nodded, revealing an expression of sudden realization. He had seen this kind of tree in the New Year's painting before, and he thought it was fake, but he didn't expect to encounter it in this place, and it seems that the road for half a day was really not in vain.

"Come here. Lin Lin waved his hand to Qiu Shui and led him to the corner to the side, where there was a large box filled with small green particles and a thick pile of paper next to it. Looking at Qiushui's puzzled gaze, Lin Lin explained: "This box contains the seeds of the Xiwang tree, as long as you write your wishes on paper, then wrap the seeds in it, and bury them together in the soil, and when the Xiwang tree grows its first leaves, your wish can come true." At this time, her tone paused, and after a while she added: "Of course, if the Xiwang tree does not sprout, this wish will not be fulfilled. ”

"It's so mysterious, it's really fake?" Qiushui turned his head and found that the plane trees in the yard were indeed tall and short, and it seemed that they were not planted at the same time. At this moment, Lin Lin had already taken two pieces of paper from the side and handed one of them to Qiushui: "Write it quickly." After saying that, he took out a pen and lowered his head to write.

"But I don't have a pen. Qiushui waved his hand. At this time, Lin Lin had already finished writing, so she gave the pen to Qiushui, grabbed a few seeds from the box by herself, and wrapped them in paper.

"Eh, Lin Lin, show me your paper" Qiushui stretched his head out and looked around, wanting to see what wishes Lin Lin had written.

"No, it doesn't work if it's seen. Lin Lin's face flushed, and she turned around and walked towards the woods in front of her.

"Stingy, then mine won't show you. Qiushui pursed his lips, wrote a few words on the paper, and then wrapped the seeds in Lin Lin's example. The two men found a relatively spacious place in the middle of the courtyard, then squatted down, picked up the dirt from the ground with their hands, and put the wrapped seeds down. In the process, Qiushui found that the soil here is quite soft, soft like sand, and faintly red, unlike ordinary soil, no wonder the Xiwang tree, which cannot be found anywhere else, can grow here. After planting the seeds, the two men filled in the soil again and stood up.

"There's nothing else going on now, right?" Qiushui asked cautiously, seeing Lin Lin shake his head, he breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, it's not that he is impatient, it's just that after so long, his stomach has been hungry for a long time.

"Then let's go. Lin Lin said with a smile. The two of them glanced back at the Xiwang tree again, and then left. When I arrived at the gate of the temple, I found that although the ground was clean and there was not a single fallen leaf, the monk still held a broom in his hand and kept sweeping there, which was very strange. And from the time you enter to the time you come out, it seems that the whole temple has seen such a monk.

"Donor, you have come out. Seeing Qiushui and Lin Lin, the monk came up again, put the broom aside, and then took out the Tiansha from behind him like a trick, and handed it to Qiushui with both hands.

"Thank you. Qiushui took the sword, put it back on his body, and then left the temple with Lin Lin holding hands. The monk watched them down the steps with intriguing eyes, until he couldn't see anyone, then he sighed softly, shook his head, and picked up the broom and swept it up again.

When he walked halfway up the mountain, suddenly a ragged and unkempt man ran out from the side, and stopped in front of Qiushui and Lin Lin with open hands.

"What are you doing?" Qiushui suddenly pulled out the heavenly evil, and at the same time protected Lin Lin behind him.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person. The man hurriedly waved his hand to explain, and he was carrying a wooden barrel on his back, which seemed to contain something, and made a loud sound from time to time.

"Then why are you blocking our way?" Lin Lin gently pressed Qiushui's sword-holding hand down, and then asked in a soft tone. After all, there is a temple up there, and it's not good to dance with a knife and a gun here.

"I am dissatisfied with this young lady, I am actually a high-ranking monk, who has traveled abroad all the year round, and has no other strengths, that is, I love to tell fortunes. It's also a coincidence that I met the two of you today, I wonder if the two of you are interested in counting a hexagram?"

When Qiushui heard this, it turned out to be a charlatan, and then he sneered: "You don't pee and take pictures, just like this, you still have to be a monk, what about deceiving ghosts?"

"Alas, Shaoxia's words are wrong, in life, no matter how beautiful or ugly it is, it is just a skin, and it will turn to dust after death, so why bother to take it to heart?" the man said with a serious face.

Qiushui didn't bother to argue with this person, so he took Lin Lin's hand and was about to leave, but the man hurriedly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "It's better to be like this, see that we are also fated, and today we will give you a discount." ”

"How much?" Qiushui asked casually.

"Twenty taels!"

"Why don't you grab it?" Qiushui rolled his eyes and said angrily. As a result, Lin Lin on the side asked with interest, "What do you call you?"

"Oh, just call me a living bodhisattva. The man smiled, not ashamed.

"Living Bodhisattva, dare to ask you what kind of algorithm is this fortune telling?"

The man put the wooden barrel behind him on the ground, and saw a small hole in the upper end of the barrel, and many wooden sticks could be faintly seen inside. The man pointed to the barrel and said, "Just put your hand in the barrel and take out a wooden skewer." ”

Qiushui shook his head, and was about to leave, but Lin Lin took out twenty taels from his clothes and handed them to the living bodhisattva. The living bodhisattva took the silver tael, looked it up and down, and then hid it directly in his arms.

"Lin Lin, what are you doing?" Qiushui frowned.

"Under the nose of the Buddha, I believe that there will be no liars. ”

"Okay, two, which of you will smoke it?" the Living Bodhisattva asked with a smile. Lin Lin glanced at Qiushui and said, "Come on." ”

"Then I'll take a look, why is this deceptive thing worth twenty taels!" As he spoke, Qiushui put his hand into the bucket and pulled out a wooden skewer from it, with a few lines of small red characters engraved on it, which could barely be seen by the lights on both sides of the stone steps, and at this time, Lin Lin also leaned his head up, and read softly in his mouth:

"There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't have to force it. Forced to get it must eventually be dispersed, and there is no intention to find another fate. ”

"What do you mean, I don't read much, I can't read. Qiushui raised his head and was about to ask the living Bodhisattva, but found that his eyes were empty, and there was no figure.