Five years old Lu Mingfei

Chapter 137 One Hundred Thirty-Four. Could it be that I too
"Sensoji Temple, Sensoji Temple..."

Lu Mingfei looked up at the so-called Thunder Gate. It was indeed spectacular, but the name was a little inappropriate for children.

I can only say that it is worthy of being called Neon.

He took Eri on a tour of the temple and originally planned to go to the shrine to see the shrine maiden, but he suddenly remembered that he already had a shrine maiden, and she was an SSR one, so why bother to look at those mediocre girls?

Just go back and watch Eri cosplay.

As they were walking in the temple, a monk approached them stealthily and asked in a low voice, "Dear donors, would you like to draw lots?"

Just looking at his expression, if you don't know him, you would think he is a human organ dealer.

Lu Mingfei wanted to refuse, but then he changed his mind and thought that this was something he had to experience. For some things, even if he knew the outcome long ago, it would not count if he didn't experience it himself. So he agreed reluctantly.

But he asked Eri to draw it.

The monk brought the fortune stick tube and Eri shook it back and forth and left and right until it was thoroughly mixed before she carefully and reverently drew out the fortune stick.

"White clouds begin to clear, and birds chase each other." This is a very good fortune.

She handed the signature to Lu Mingfei and asked him with a puzzled look what it meant.

Lu Mingfei stared at the fortune with a cold smile on his face. He whispered, "Your life used to be dark and gloomy, but now all the troubles have been swept away..."

"…The white clouds have just cleared up, and the birds are chasing each other in the sky. Your fate will surely come true, and it is something that people will envy. Just go for it."

He exhaled, patted Eri's head, and concluded: "In other words, from now on, your luck will always be good, and everything you do will go smoothly."

"Sakura is so amazing." The girl held up the notebook in amazement.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said nothing more.

He was about to leave when he was stopped by the monk.

"Didn't I smoke before?" he asked curiously.

The monk put his hands together, shook his head, and explained: "That was the lot drawn by that lady, but I came here for you, the donor."

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes: "What's the difference?"

The monk sang a Dharma name, and his behavior was very much like a charlatan pretending to be a god: "Monks believe in fate, and rapport is one of them. The reason why I am standing here is because I have a fate with you, the donor. Please help me to complete this fate."

Lu Mingfei glanced at him and casually drew a stick from the stick holder.

The previous sentence is: "I went straight up to the high tower to hide myself, surrounded by thorns like a forest."

The following is: "Who knows that the Creator has arranged it, gaining one and losing one."

It's a winning number.

His face darkened and he turned to the monk: "What do you mean?"

The monk scratched his bald head awkwardly: "Actually, I don't know how to interpret the divination, but there is a custom in our temple that hanging up the drawn divination paper can improve luck. You can give it a try."

Lu Mingfei ignored all this, he muttered to himself: "Who knows that fate has arranged it, gaining one thing and losing one person..."

He couldn't help but laugh: "When luck comes, heaven and earth are on your side, when luck is gone, heroes are helpless... That's true, but unfortunately I'm not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person with good luck. The so-called King of the Auditorium has a lot of luck..."

"Why should I worry? Isn't it just the Fortune Qi Tian Gu that made me successful?"

Lu Mingfei threw the fortune slip away. When feudal superstitions are beneficial to oneself, one can believe in them, but when they are not beneficial to oneself, one should get rid of them.

He turned around and saw Eri holding up a small notebook and saying something to the monk.

The monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Lu Mingfei and said, "It seems that the two donors are a couple. Although we met by chance, I am willing to offer my heartfelt greetings to you two. I wish you a happy marriage and a long life together..." He smiled slightly, "By the way, the drawing fee is waived. Just consider it as a gift..."

Lu Mingfei said unhappily: “Go away, go away, I drew your lot to give you face, and you still want money…”

He waved to Eri, "Let's go."

The girl nodded obediently and followed him.

After they walked for a while, the monk who was still standing there said quietly: "Donor, cherish the person in front of you. The past is unattainable, the present is unattainable, and the future is unattainable..."

Lu Mingfei pretended not to hear him and had no reaction to his words, as if he had just said some meaningless nonsense.

The monk waited until they could no longer be seen going away, then he bent down and picked up the fortune stick that Lu Mingfei had dropped, as he had promised.

He sighed and tied it to the branch of the sacred tree that was already hung with bamboo sticks.

A breeze blew by, and the sign cards made a crisp clinking sound. The monk put his hands together under the tree and chanted the Dharma name: "All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

He shook his head: "Be a monk for one day, and just ring the bell for one day. Just think about three meals a day. Why bother about the future? Donor, people don't live to die one day..."

On the other side, Lu Mingfei, who had just walked out of Sensoji Temple, was standing in front of a stall. He rubbed his chin in thought, and suddenly raised his eyebrows as if he had thought of something.

He said to the long-haired artist, "Can I borrow your paper and pen? I can pay you."

The painter was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Of course, since we are exchanging art, it would be too vulgar to talk about money. Just take it."

Lu Mingfei nodded. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite.

He excitedly placed two chairs facing each other and had Eri sit on the one across from him.

After placing all the painting supplies on both sides, there was no need for him to explain anything. The anticipation in Eri's eyes already showed her attitude.

After more than ten minutes, both of them had basically completed their sketches of each other.

Then they exchanged paintings.

Lu Mingfei looked at the portrait which was obviously much better than his own rudimentary and childish style and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

All I can say is that Eri is worthy of her bloodline and is extremely talented even in painting.

However, the person in the painting is a bit too handsome...

Her facial features looked no different from Lu Mingfei's, except that the girl had intentionally outlined her ordinary features to make them appear deep and extraordinary.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't looked in the mirror, he would have almost thought that he was really that handsome.

As for Eri, who was drawn by Lu Mingfei using all his life's knowledge, the Q version was quite cute. Of course, the drawing was not that good, but Eri liked it very much. She was reluctant to take it down and almost stubbornly moved away the painter's stand.

Only after Lu Mingfei persuaded her to stay by promising to find someone to frame the two paintings and send them home did she finally leave reluctantly.

Both gave their paintings titles.

The painting of Eri is called Eri's Sakura, and Lu Mingfei really wants to add the two words "eyes".

Lu Mingfei named the picture Little Monster Loves Taking a Bath. Although he did not draw a bathing scene, the name is quite interesting. It is fun to hear and see.

Eiry asked Lu Mingfei why he called her a little monster.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said because she was cute and likable.

The response was a sweet smile.

(End of this chapter)