Rebirth begins with rejecting girlfriend arrangement

Chapter 234 Do You Like Huang Ling Like This?
Chu Yang had never tried to come to a Buddhist temple before, and he would be received by the abbot.

But in my heart, the Buddhist temple is just a temple, there is no difference, and there is no sacred place. I am a member of the organization, and I can only have one belief in my heart, so I don’t have any awe for it.

It is said that the Buddhadharma is boundless, and if you do not cross the predestined people, you may not really have a predestined relationship with the Buddha.

But it was unexpected to see that Uncle Huang was polite to Abbot Guzhen, he seemed to be a Buddhist.

I've heard people say before that the bigger the official, the more superstitious he is.

I still don't believe it.

Looking at it today, it is true. The dignitaries in my hometown value the word Fengshui most. The newly opened Xifeng City in Butai City is selling very well, which means that the location is good and the Fengshui is good. I thought it used to be a mass grave, a tomb. It was a treasure land of geomantic omen in the past.

Abbot Gu Zhen took everyone to a private room. Although the interior was very simple, just a bed, a table, and a few chairs, they were all antique mahogany. Empty withered.

This is a bit abrupt.

This monk needs an air conditioner.

It seems that I am biased.

The stool was very hard, uncomfortable to sit on, and there was no backrest. Chu Yang crossed his legs and felt that something was wrong, so he quickly put it down. I am impatient and go out to play.

But I was held down by my mother and sat on the side, so I could only pout.

There are some side dishes on the table, mostly vegetarian.

The abbot made tea himself, first poured a cup for Uncle Huang, and then apologized: "Please have tea, the tea is not good, please forgive me."

Drinking tea, speaking is quite particular.

Uncle Huang picked up a cup and admired pamperingly: "Where, this is the first-class blue-glazed tea with morning dew, it tastes very comfortable to drink, abbot, you are really kind."

Abbot Gu Zhen smiled slightly: "It's rare to be able to enter the mouth of Comrade Huangshi." He quickly got up and poured a glass for Chu Yang and others.

Chu Yang didn't like tea very much, he only liked carbonated beverages, but he had no choice but to take a sip after hearing what he said so mysteriously, and found that the bitterness was unbearable, and he didn't know how Uncle Huang could stand it, but he swallowed it with difficulty

Huang Ling took a sip and vomited directly on the ground: "It's so hard to drink, it's so bitter."

Aunt Huang held her back and scolded: "I'm not sensible, I can't vomit if I don't like to drink."

Master Gu Zhen just laughed dryly: "It's okay, kid, this tea is for the state of mind, and only when you drink it calmly can you get the mystery out of it."

Chu Yang wondered if there is such a god, fool me.

Uncle Huang agreed, took another sip, and looked at the surrounding environment: "The last time I came, it seemed to be the same room, but there was no air conditioner last time."

Abbot Gu Zhen chuckled: "That's right, Comrade Huangshi hasn't been here for more than a year. Last time you said it was hot, I immediately asked someone to add an air conditioner."

Uncle Huang also apologized slightly: "Hehe, I can't help it. I'm busy with business. Last time I came to the abbot to give me some advice, so that I can go further as I wish. I always wanted to thank you, but I never had the time."

Abbot Gu Zhen clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! I can't talk about giving advice. I just give you a psychological guidance. What you can realize in the end depends on your own good fortune and understanding. However, Comrade Huangshi, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha. Naturally, I can be blessed by the Buddha."

Sitting at the side, Chu Yang finally sensed something. A year ago, at that time, Uncle Huang was still working as a deputy. He probably came here to pray for the blessing of the Buddha. He finally became the leader as he wished, so he is also grateful for this place.

Aunt Huang also answered: "We still want to go to worship today, can we arrange it."

It seems that Aunt Huang is more superstitious than Uncle Huang. Her expression is much more pious, and her words are more cautious. However, people of their age seem to be very superstitious, and so are Chu Yang's parents. What happened, such as When you are sick, you don't go to buy medicine first, but ask the village witch.

It is also wonderful.

"Naturally, take a short rest, and I'll have someone arrange incense candles and ingots for you." The abbot got up and walked away leisurely, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the abbot was not there, Huang Ling finally became impatient, and began to shake his body to resist: "Mom and Dad, I want to go out to play, it's suffocating here."

Uncle Huang turned around and said impatiently: "Just go if you want to go, just don't run around." When she arrived at this temple, she was not afraid that her daughter would have something to do.

"I want Brother Chu Yang to accompany me." Huang Ling grabbed Chu Yang's arm again.

"Brother Chu Yang is not crazy with you." Aunt Huang looked down again.

"Uncle and aunt, I'll go play with Huang Ling. I don't know much about praying to Buddha." Chu Yang actually didn't want to stay here, he was bored to death. The appearance of a monk.

Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang had no choice but to go with Chu Yang and Huang Ling.

Huang Ling was like a woman like the wind, shuttling through the various Buddhist halls, and it was very strenuous for Chu Yang to follow her.

She is also like a little ghost, she is not afraid of anything, she even dares to offer the fruit to Buddha, but she doesn't eat it, just pick it up and smell it, then put it back, and then came to a certain big tripod bell, very excited , I ran over and hammered a few times with my hands.

It's a pity that the strength is too weak to make any sound, and I still squat down and hold my hand in pain.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yang asked her.

"What are you talking about, your hands hurt like hell."

"Are you stupid to ring the bell with your hand?" Chu Yang smiled.

"Then what can I do, it won't give me a hammer."

"Haha, take it."

"You're still laughing at me, you're too much." Huang Ling ran away angrily,
She finally stopped under a wishing tree. The tree here was already covered with red ribbons. Many tourists went there to get the ribbons for money, and then wrote their wishes and hung them on the tree. be blessed.

Chu Yang walked up to her and saw that she had a serious expression and sincere eyes, as if she was expecting something.

"Do you want to make a wish?" Chu Yang asked.

"Well, I want to make a wish." Huang Ling hurried over there to ask the little monk for the red belt, but the little monk said, "Please make a wish" and pointed to the merit box.

Huang Ling didn't understand what it meant, and looked at Chu Yang in a daze.

"They asked you to give me money." Chu Yang replied.

"How much is it, I only have fifty cents." Huang Ling replied.

"As much as you want, this is not written: more or less is fate, and both origin and death are destiny."

"Then I'll give you ten cents. If you are sincere, you will be successful." Huang Ling took out fifty cents, but in the end he was reluctant, and only threw ten cents in, turning around and smiling at Chu Yang.

The little monk immediately made a bad face, but he probably has never seen such a shameless person, and he said like coaxing the little girl: "This shows your sincerity to some extent. If you are not sincere, your wish will be difficult to come true."

Oh this is too much.

"It's okay, my wish is not in a hurry to come true." But Huang Ling didn't care about him at all, and ran away happily with the red cloth.

Chu Yang originally wanted to see what wishes she wrote, but she kept telling Chu Yang to go away, not showing him at all.

Chu Yang had no choice but to wait for her outside.

After she finished hanging up, Chu Yang wanted to go back and have a look, but she was forced to leave by her blushing face.

"Don't look, don't look."

But Chu Yang remembered the location, the red cloth.
This time, Huang Ling lost his direction and ran directly to the innermost part.

Huang Ling saw the small attic in the middle of the mountain, and on a whim, he also climbed up to have a look.

Chu Yang saw that there was no one here, and he didn't know if it was an important place of Buddhism, but he couldn't stop her, so he followed her up.
In fact, there is nothing above it, it is just a small attic in ruins, and there are no people.

Huang Ling was a little bored and wanted to go downstairs.

Suddenly tripped over the threshold, but Chu Yang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hugged her.

Soft fragrance into the arms.

Huang Ling looked up, and saw Chu Yang's concerned eyes, and that handsome and resolute face.

Looking at each other so closely, both of them were stunned.

Huang Ling's big eyes, small nose, and sexy lips were all in front of Chu Yang's eyes.

Huang Ling's gaze was also a little flickering, and her delicate and charming face blushed even further, reaching the base of her neck. Her body was like a snake, and her body had become extremely soft, exhaling like blue!
Huang Ling was wearing a breathable mountaineering suit today, which was almost clinging to her body, so when Chu Yang hugged her, he could clearly feel her figure, and she had indeed grown up.

Huang Ling thought of the red cloth on which he made a wish just now, and quickly looked at it, and it happened that no one came up on this piece.So he desperately stuck it on Chu Yang's lips.

Chu Yang was a little surprised and wanted to hide.

But Huang Ling's plump lips were softer and slipperier than ordinary girls.

And this place seems extraordinarily exciting.

So the two kissed passionately.

Soon enough, there were footsteps, which woke up the two who were doing bad things.

The two bounced off, Huang Ling was the first to run down.

The strong sense of shame made her afraid to see people.

About to go down the mountain, Abbot Gu Zhen came over to see him off: "Thanks to Huang Shi for his generosity and contribution to our temple." After speaking, he bowed.

"The abbot's words are serious. I'm just here to repay the favor." Only then did Chu Yang know that Uncle Huang promised to donate a set of bricks and tiles to repair the temple just now. .

Going down a few more steps, it was about five o'clock. The bell and drum that Huang Ling struck just now made five beeps of DuangDuangDuang, which attracted Huang Ling's attention.

Abbot Guzhen said: "Morning bells and evening drums are the tradition of our monastery, but the drums are too old, the skin has softened, and the sound is not crisp."

Uncle Huang asked, "How much will it cost to replace a set of bells and drums?"

Abbot Guzhen pretended not to expect that Uncle Huang would ask this question, flustered, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Well, it's about [-] yuan, but there's no need for Benefactor Huang to spend it."

Uncle Huang said to Abbot Guzhen: "I don't care enough about religious work, so I can only focus on this aspect."

"Thank you. In fact, I hope that the government will pay more attention to our tourism development and carry forward the Buddhist culture of Mount Bula. If a city does not pay attention to cultural construction, it will have no future for development in the long run."

Uncle Huang nodded and said to Abbot Guzhen: "I agree with this. I will study it after I go back. It is my mission to vigorously develop local culture and revitalize tourism. You should also report to the Religious Affairs Bureau yourself. Let the government make a report."

"Okay." Abbot Gu Zhen said obediently.

For some reason, Chu Yang smelled a strong smell of copper.

Where is the pure place of Buddhism to realize enlightenment.

An eminent monk who has attained enlightenment, but a businessman.

(End of this chapter)