A piece of paper

"At the university, let's wait in the inner courtyard!"

Little novice monk, in 1 minute, he turned [-] turns in his mind.

In case the abbot didn't say a word correctly, the strange pilgrim took out a silver dime and stuffed it into the abbot's hand in front of the public, and confidently said, "Please say it again".
The little novice shivered unconsciously.

There are so many Buddhas, it is possible not to blame.

But he was sure that the abbot would get angry and call him a "sick animal".

Why don't you call Weiguaixiangke, you ask?
Didn't you see the pilgrim stuffed with silver coins?

The little novice was proud of his thorough consideration, and deeply felt that the abbot was blind if the next host did not choose him.

"Inner courtyard, inner courtyard! You go out the second door, turn left and go straight, go to Shengwen Pavilion first!" The little novice held the "Zhongji" tightly in his hand, and hurriedly fled from this place of right and wrong as if flying.

Xian Jin took Qiao Baozhu's hand and walked in without haste.

Baozhu was only ten years old, she was just like the Qiao family that Xianjin had seen, she was big and tall, and now she reached Xianjin's shoulders.

As soon as Xian Jin lowered his head, he saw chubby chubby's wet eyes and red nose.

Chubby Huahua was raising her face, looking at her with anticipation and dependence.

Xian Jin gently squeezed the palm of Xiaopang Huahua, as if saying to her, more like saying to himself, "Don't worry, we are drawing lucky lottery."

Take it easy.

The homework for the "Government" chapter has not yet been handed in.

This time, she deliberately wrote shit.

I am very much looking forward to the director's venomous comments.

The inner courtyard of Chongqing Temple is simple and clean, with a fresh log wind, and a bald head of an out-of-season peach blossom welcomes the autumn wind.

The autumn wind didn't welcome him, but he greeted a leading monk who looked like a fairy.

Different from the short, black and fat abbots of some famous temples and temples in later generations, Abbot Xinhe is indeed in line with the appearance of an outsider in the hearts of the world.

Long beard fluttering, cassock added to the body, thin cheeks, bright eyes, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a calm voice.

"Shopkeeper He, Miss Qiao." Xin and the abbot sang "Amitabha" and looked at the two girls in front of them. One was strong and round but had the corners of her mouth down and her eyes were dull, and the other was tall and thin but her eyes were shining like torches.

Xian Jin didn't know how to greet the monks, so he could only greet the monks with the jewel in his hand, "Xinhe Abbot."

The former, he has met twice, Qiao Shanchang's young daughter, the jewel in his palm.

The latter, he has heard several times, a celebrity in Shexian County, the person responsible for the "Chen Ji" paper shop in Hexian County, some people say that she is kind and generous, some say that she is cruel, some say that she is greedy and ignorant, and some say that she is ignorant. Smart and agile.

Therefore, Xian Jin has always been a polyhedral image in his mind of kindness, viciousness, greed, generosity, intelligence and stupidity.

Looking at it now, this polyhedron, face——

that's nice!

The sky is full, the Yintang is open, the ears are distinct, the eyebrows are long and high, and there are small moles hidden in the eyebrows, especially the fields and palaces are wide and flat, and they have the appearance of seeking profit and gathering wealth.

Such a good face, it was the second time I saw him in Jing County after being the host for so many years.

Xin and Abbot calmly looked away, reached out to take the stick, and said, "Very good, Zhongji."

The little novice was so anxious to follow beside him, he wished he could climb up the host's leg and talk small things to the host's ear.

Abbot Xinhe glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "The monks are happy and angry, so why lose their composure?"

Xian Jin raised his eyelids.

The little novice held his breath, and said, "This second stick..."

Xin and the abbot didn't hear clearly.

The little novice raised his head and closed his eyes, "This is the second stick! The first one is not this one! I don't know if this stick counts or not!"

Xin and Abbot flicked their sleeves noncommittally, said "Oh" first, and then asked, "Did you stop Master Qiao from drawing the second lot?"

The little novice opened his eyes in doubt, thought for a while, then shook his head—he was stunned at the time, and all his strength was used to support him from falling!How can there be any strength to stop the mouth group!
Abbot Xinhe nodded, "This is the wish of the Buddha, and it is of course very important."

The little novice was puzzled.

Abbot Xinhe took advantage of the situation and told the little novice Buddhist Dharma, "Everything is destined to happen, and your silence is the guidance of the Buddha. Under the guidance of the Buddha, Master Qiao draws a lottery for the second time, which is fate, so why can't it be counted? "

Xinhe Abbot's explanation is very Buddhist!

Xian Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then he pursed his lips and smiled - what Xin and Abbot said was not only telling the little novice, but also telling Baozhu.

Sure enough, Baozhu tightly held Xianjin's hand with tears in her eyes.

The little novice seemed to understand, Xinhe and the abbot glanced at the precious pearl and smiled, "The sign means that you will die and be reborn, and the sign says 'Xi Shui Chang'an crosses the Ming Bridge', which means the cause and effect that the benefactor seeks." In water, if you pass the water, you will be born, but if you do not pass the water, you will die.”

Baozhu's eyes widened and she nodded repeatedly!
Yes Yes Yes!
I just said it in the morning, and my father was locked in a water prison!

It has a lot to do with water!
Baozhu eagerly shook Xianjin's hand, and kept nodding to Xianjin like a fat flower pecking at rice.

Xian Jin patted his head reassuringly, then turned around and asked Xin and the abbot, "Then what is the meaning of the last sentence 'the wind from the east sea rises to the clouds'?"

Abbot Xinhe said, "Wind and water come from the east, and yang and happiness come from the east. This is the way of everything. The two benefactors seek in their hearts. In the water, in the east, where the clouds and rain alternate, the wind and the clouds Only after that can it skyrocket.”

This is a bit abstract.

It doesn't matter how you understand it.

It can even be understood as if you go to the swimming pool in the east to swim breaststroke, kick your toes, and get a pure gold brick.

Xian Jin paid close attention to Baozhu's expression, seeing Baozhu's transition from joy to confusion to joy visible to the naked eye, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Her level of psychological counseling only supports her to yell at scumbags with her friends, and then persuade her friends to "don't want children to be entangled with wolves", and she must be willing to spend money on male college students in order to have a young body-this kind of superficial and vulgar level.

Since science can't solve it, it can only be pinned on metaphysics.

Xian Jin wanted to ask something more, but Baozhu said hoarsely and hesitantly, "Dong...dongbian...meaning my brother...has gone to the east?"

Xian Jin was overjoyed and hugged the orb, "You have spoken! You have spoken!"

Abbot Xinhe squatted down, clasped Baozhu's shoulders slightly with his hands, and looked compassionate, "East, maybe it's your east, maybe it's your east in the mirror, maybe it's the Xuancheng Mansion's east... This is just a broad sense, but little girl you The future is bright, and all the things you care about must be safe and sound—otherwise, how could you have drawn the auspicious lottery?"

After Baozhu was bored for a while, her eyes turned red quickly, her lips were tightly pressed together, her shoulders trembled, and she burst into tears in an instant.

Xian Jin gently hugged the orb, looked gratefully at Xin and the abbot, and silently said, "Thank you."

Xin and Abbot wiped the stick into his wide sleeve.

Thank him?

No thanks to him.

Miss Qiao's life is good, and she often meets noble people.

Shopkeeper He of the Chen family has a better life, as he is a noble person.