Mr. Gu, your character is broken

Chapter 921 Lottery
Su Mingxi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the Linghua Temple for a moment.

After all, the ancients were very particular about choosing a site to build a temple.She heard Fatty Chen say that Feng Shui is three to seven.

That is to say, three points for natural geomantic omen and geography are not bad, and the remaining seven points have to be allocated by people.The architecture and design of the temple must be designed according to the high and low curvature of the surrounding environment, so as to fully absorb the aura of the surrounding world.

Su Mingxi pointed to the forests at the foot of the mountain next to the temple, and said slowly: "Tianmo, look, the surrounding trees are green and shiny - the atmosphere of the five elements is very harmonious and full of vitality. The environment of this temple is not bad!"

After talking for a while, pointing to the other side, he said: "The architectural design is also good, you see—"

"This Linghua Temple faces south from the north, and the atmosphere in the atrium is very strong. The middle door of the temple happens to be closed, and pilgrims come in and out through the side doors on both sides.

It can be said that the Tibetan wind gathers energy, and the atrium is also very open. This Linghua Temple can be said to be well designed, and there is no obvious conflict with the five elements. "

When Su Mingxi said this, seeing Gu Tianmo looking at him and smiling, he couldn't help hesitating and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

The smile on the corners of Gu Tianmo's lips deepened, and he pampered her head and said, "Xixi——you look like a little magic stick!"

Su Mingxi blushed instantly in embarrassment, stomped on his toes, and said angrily, "It's business!"

"Alright—let's get down to business!"

Gu Tianmo quickly compromised, and said with a smile: "Then is there anything unusual about this temple?"

Su Mingxi snorted, and said: "However, there are also shortcomings. Over there—no, there should be a bell tower, blocking the penetration of the water energy of this mountain and river—but fortunately, the golden furnace here is placed very coincidentally. Just to guide the blocked water energy!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Gu Tianmo and said, "I don't understand the sayings of Fengshui—just to feel the breath of the Five Elements in Linghua Temple. If you want to ask about Fengshui—do you want to call my senior brother over to ask?"

Gu Tianmo smiled and shook his head, "No need!"

Those dispensable feng shui theories, in the end, just look at the breath of the five elements.Xixi's investigation directly grasped the root cause, what are you using those mysterious Feng Shui masters for? !

In other words, those metaphysics such as feng shui are based on appearances, but Xixi can directly ignore those chaotic appearances and trace back to the source!
Gu Tianmo dragged Su Mingxi into Linghua Temple together, Song Biao and Han Huang followed leisurely.

None of the four were pilgrims, and they did not worship Buddha when they came in. They just looked around casually.

They looked at it casually, but the young monk in the temple was not happy. He looked like a tourist, or a tourist who refused to donate incense money!
"Today, the predestined person will release the lottery for free, and the female benefactor is a predestined person, why not draw a lottery?"

A little monk came over and said to Su Mingxi expectantly with his palms together.

Among these people, he felt that Su Mingxi was the most friendly.

The remaining three people, especially these two men...there was a cold and chilling aura towards that station without speaking.

lottery?

Su Mingxi felt very curious for a while, to be honest, she has hardly been in a Buddhist temple in the two lives, let alone asked for a lottery.

"The benefactor can draw one, it doesn't matter - the abbot will personally release the lottery today, it's a rare fate, can you draw one?"

Seeing Su Mingxi's hesitation, the little monk followed her with kind eyes and urged her secretly.

Seeing that the young monk, who was only about [-] years old, was full of expectations of "draw one quickly, please", Su Mingxi couldn't help but pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to randomly draw a lottery.

(End of this chapter)