Kenzenji Temple, which has never been inhabited, welcomed two unusual pilgrims today.

The first little benefactor would go up the mountain at the same time every year to worship his relatives, and after a few more visits, the monks in the temple also had a little impression of him.

However, what he asked for made the old monk feel a little surprised.

It's just this second place......

The old monk looked at the benefactor in front of him with a cold expression, and saw through at a glance that he couldn't hide the killing aura on him; To have such an aura, there is probably a lot of blood on your hands.

The important place of Buddhism is also the door of repentance for many people in the world.

He closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, and continued to sit on the chair on the ground, waiting for Qin Sili to shake and untie the lot.

But he stood in the main hall, stopped in front of the Buddha and stared for a long time, but there was no movement; After a long time, the old monk heard Qin Sili speak slowly: "Five years ago, I never believed in Buddhism. ”

Later, his lover was covered in blood, and he heard her weak cries for help from his dreams, and when he woke up, he only grasped the darkness.

At that moment, he knelt in the sun-drenched eastern land, and sincerely begged the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, wishing that he could live in exchange for her.

Even if it costs him a lot, he will not hesitate to do it.

"Donor, if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it. Everyone has their own fate, and they don't force it. ”

"The master is relieved."

Quietly, the sound of unfamiliar footsteps once again enveloped the surroundings of this hall, and the old monk slowly raised his eyes, and unsurprisingly saw a group of bodyguards disguised as pilgrims.

——The small Jianshan Temple ushered in half a month of people in one day, and you still raised them.

"The donor praised it."

The bamboo tube was held by Qin Sili lightly, and the movement of his hand shook slightly, and the smooth signature was pulled out by him directly, without half a minute of hesitation.

"Trouble, Master."

Once again, Master Kuya, who felt that the Buddha was being teased, was full of helplessness in his heart, but he was still helpless.

- The eleventh sign, marriage sign, on the top.

"What you ask for is what you want, and the donor doesn't need to be in a hurry, wait patiently, and finally get what you want. It's signed. ”

Even if he deliberately drew this lot, Qin Sili was still very satisfied.

The distinct knuckles were raised lightly, and with a slight gesture, the next moment, someone threw several gold bars into the merit box in front of Sora.

The sound of metal clashing rattles echoed through the silent hall, as if there was a tendency to circle the beams for three days.

Rao is used to being pure-hearted, but Sora still can't help but be shocked.

This money is enough for them to repair the Buddha statue.

After the sign, Qin Sili still had no intention of leaving; He raised his eyes sideways and looked at the compassionate Buddha again, and his lips curled shallowly.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, his eyes were a little warmer.

"One is to find the master to unsign. Second, I hope the master can promise me one thing. ”

Sora also lowered his eyes and bowed slightly: "Donor, please speak." ”

In the next second, a delicate small wooden box with a pitch-black body was slowly placed on the Nanmu table by Qin Sili, just next to the sign.

"I hope the master can help me tie my wife's hair."

Master Kuya, who just finished speaking, can't be in a hurry: ......

What's wrong? Was it because his expression was not clear enough, or his language was not clear, did this benefactor not listen to a word at all?

"Donor." Sora also pushed the eleventh sign forward, signaling, "It's only a matter of time before you get what you want, and you don't have to intervene too much." ”

"If it backfires, I'm afraid the gains outweigh the losses."