C68

There was no room for rejection.

Ji Yunji temple ticket, a person only 10 yuan, I took the student card, only 5 yuan. I really can't believe what kind of powerful amulet I can get for such a ticket.

After meeting Wu Millet in the temple, I was even more confused.

So, this is the tolerance of Buddhism?

"Little girl, this old monk has a few things he wants to tell you. Would you be interested in listening to them?" Suddenly a voice called out to me, and I turned around to see an old monk with his eyes closed and sunken, without an eyeball.

Startled, I hastily replied, "Please speak."

"Put away your bangs. Open the skylight, only sunlight can enter. Don't keep your head down. You have a better view ahead of you. " The moment he opened his mouth, a group of people surrounded him silently.

"You like to laugh, so you have to maintain this. It will bring you good luck …"

In less than half a minute, the interior and exterior layers were filled with people, but the old monk's face was still facing me. I couldn't hear what he was saying at first, but the anxiety and helplessness that had been in my heart slowly subsided.

Finally, we don't even know when he left.

On my wrist, there was an extra ring of buddhist beads. There were no numbers, but I knew there were 27 of them. They were all small red beads. Each bead was different. They were all ironed around my wrist.

27. I don't know if this has anything to do with my lifespan.

Min Hao looked at the buddhist beads and let out a long sigh of relief.

We entered through the gate at the front of the mountain. Min Hao suggested we leave through the gate at the back of the mountain. Wu Mi glanced at Min Hao and nodded.

Close to the gate of the back mountain, there was a fountain with a full-length statue of a Bodhisattva in the middle, but if you looked closely, it didn't look like a Bodhisattva.

I looked at the statue's face, and it looked familiar. Taking a closer look, there was a little person in each of the two eyes of the sculpture. The little person seemed to be moving, laughing and playing around in her eyes.

I looked at Min Hao, who was also looking at the statue.

He didn't seem to notice that his attention was completely focused on the little fish in the water.

After exiting the back of the mountain, many fortune-tellers tried to rope in guests. As soon as we came out, we were surrounded by an old Daoist.

Speaking of this old Daoist, he was really funny. He was guarding the monk's back door to earn money.

All three of us ignored him. The old Daoist refused to give up and pulled Min Haofei to kill him. Even if it was free, he still had to pay for it.

We sat down on a nearby stone bench, and the old Daoist took out a handful of cards. I didn't understand what they were.

Wu Mi shook his head and refused. Curious, I went up and also took a cigarette.

On the card I drew a white bird, a species I had never seen before, with a stick in its mouth.

The old Daoist first accepted Min Hao's card. After reading it, his face and neck reddened. After pondering for a long time, he finally said, "You can't say it."

I handed over my card. When he saw it, his face turned so red that it seemed like it was going to explode. He looked at me aggrievedly and stopped talking.

Wu Mi was amused by the old Daoist and said, "If you don't let me smoke one too, I have nothing to say."

The old Daoist handed over the card, and Wu Xiang directly pulled out the card that I just returned to the old Daoist. The old Daoist took the card and finally said, "You will die for her."

Ashiba! What did that mean? It was fine if he didn't say it, but it was infuriating!

Wu Mi laughed, "The peony flower dies, and being a ghost is also very amorous. It is my honor to die for July. "

His words were so generous that I was left speechless.

Could someone like Wu Mi be reincarnated after death? I suppressed these words in my heart. When I got home, I asked Min Hao about it. Min Hao said he didn't know that people like Wu Millet had long been stripped of their reputation in the Yin Yang Threads.

Min Hao's eyes suddenly lit up. "Sister, Wu Mi was born not to die. It would be a good thing if he could die for you."

I really want to open Min Hao's head. What kind of logic is this?!

"Think about it. What are men and women, neither male nor female?" Min Hao gave me an analogy. "Wu Mi seems to live forever, but in reality, he is not really a living person. For him, perhaps it would be happier to die and be a ghost. "

I still don't quite understand. At least I don't want to be a ghost. I thought, when I die, I will obediently reincarnate, drink a bowl of my long coveted Meng Po Tang, natural and unrestrained reincarnation into a female hooligan, pretty good.

Perhaps, in the future, I should keep some distance from Wu Mi. However, he would rather believe it to be true than not.

From the moment he entered the temple to the moment he came out, he didn't say a word. I was used to him sleeping recently, so I didn't notice.

"Whitey." I called to him.

"Yes, Mama, what is it?" He answered me at once.

"Why haven't you said anything today? Are you unhappy?"

"No, I'm happy. "Oh right, Mama, that old monk gave me a present today." "He gave me a necklace and it's on my neck now. I'll show it to you when I get out."

Why is the old monk so good to us? Moreover, I always felt that the statue at the back mountain had something to do with me and Min Hao.

Maybe I should visit there more often.

In the afternoon, I slept a lot, and at night I was in good spirits. I shamelessly let Min Hao accompany me to go shopping.

This city has a big feature, which is the night market. When I was in college, the night market was close. We often went there at night and often didn't sell anything.

Holding a glass of cold milk shake, Min Hao stood behind me and was squeezed into the crowd.

"I really don't understand why you guys like coming to places like this." Min Hao complained in a low voice, "It's not nice to look at, and it's not practical."

I took a big gulp of the milk shake and said, "Yes, so I won't buy anything …"

At this moment, the phone of the girl in front of me was taken away by a young man who passed by her. I shouted, "Thief!"

With so many people surrounding them, the thieves wouldn't be able to escape, but no one moved.

The girl just stared blankly at the thief. The thief looked at me with disdain.

Perhaps Min Hao and I are easy to bully, but the girl didn't dare to do anything to him. The thief arrogantly glanced at us and then confidently continued walking.

The girl's tears flowed, but she did not dare to speak. This time, I was furious. I grabbed the thief and said, "You stole his phone!"

"Yes, I did. What do you want?" He put his chin on me and didn't even look at me.

He had only been showing off for a short while when Min Hao threw a right hook fist at him.