Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 387
After donating the sesame oil money, Lin Xiaoyue followed the little novice monk to chant scriptures and pray for blessings.

When Jin Bao saw the monk sitting in front of the golden Buddha statue knocking on the wooden fish, he was curious and wanted to knock on it, but he was afraid that his mother would disagree, so he kept looking at Wen Wan with his eyes.

Wen Wan said, "That's not something you can touch."

Jin Bao could only retract his restless little paws.

Lin Xiaoyue begged for a peace talisman, and when she came back, she saw Wen Wan holding her son standing outside the side hall, and beckoned to her.

Wen Wan turned her head and saw Lin Xiaoyue's face glowing red, as if she had met some great event.

Wen Wan asked her, "So happy?"

Lin Xiaoyue raised the peace talisman in her hand, "After asking for this, I feel more at ease in my heart, so I am naturally happy."

Wen Wan was not good at pouring cold water on it, saying that it was all a psychological effect, and only smiled along with her.

Lin Xiaoyue looked at her curiously, "Why don't you ask?"

Wen Wan said: "It's useless for me to ask for that."

Lin Xiaoyue said angrily, "I didn't ask for it, how do you know it's useless?"

Of course, Wen Wan couldn't tell her that it would be better to rely on her own premonition to pray to the Bodhisattva.

Just say: "My family doesn't really believe this."

Lin Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes and thought carefully, "No, I stayed at your house for a while two years ago, and your mother-in-law seems to be quite superstitious."

Wen Wanjing was so focused on lying that she forgot that Lin Xiaoyue came to Song's house to escape trouble and met her mother-in-law, so she hurriedly added, "It's my husband who doesn't believe me."

Lin Xiaoyue didn't get to the bottom of it, "Since you don't go to pray for blessings, why don't you go to ask for a lottery?"

Wen Wan said: "Didn't you already pray for a safe talisman, what are you asking for?"

"The more the better!" Once Lin Xiaoyue's superstitious energy came up, Wen Wan couldn't stop her, so she had to accompany her to the Daxiong Palace.

A wooden table was set up outside the treasure hall, behind which sat a monk with a round face, and the word "Unlocking the Signature" was written on the side baffle.

Wen Wan immediately understood his purpose of sitting here.

When the round-faced monk saw the two female benefactors, he clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".

Lin Xiaoyue smiled politely, looked around after entering, saw that there were still vacancies, knelt down on the nearest futon, and patted the one next to her, signaling Wen Wan to kneel together.

Wen Wan stood still, Lin Xiaoyue looked sideways, "Didn't you agree to ask for a lottery and ask a divination, so you won't go back on your word?"

It's not that Wen Wan doesn't want to, it's just that she feels uncomfortable as soon as she comes in, probably because she has a talent against the sky, in the jargon, it's called leaking secrets.

Every time she had a premonition, she was revealing the secret.

Her feat of pushing a person who had been so bad luck that he could no longer take the imperial examination into the officialdom was also called "changing fate against the sky".

What the charlatans who specialize in fooling people couldn't do, she did it all without knowing it.

Standing in front of the Buddha statue at this moment, there is always an illusion of being seen through by the Buddha.

Gentle kneeling is not, nor is standing.

Lin Xiaoyue was still urging, "Get down on your knees, it's about to start."

Wen Wan thought for a while, but she didn't go forward and let Jin Bao go.

Lin Xiaoyue's eyes widened in surprise, "You asked a three-year-old milk doll to ask for a lottery?"

Gently raised her lips, "It's not always said that a child's heart is the purest, and asking him to beg is more spiritual than mine."

Lin Xiaoyue couldn't answer these words, she looked at Jinbao with complicated emotions, and asked the little guy, "Do you know what we are going to do?"

The little guy had already taken the lottery from his mother and held it in his arms. Hearing Lin Xiaoyue's question, he shook his head blankly.

Lin Xiaoyue shifted her eyes to Wen Wan again, "You see, he doesn't understand anything."

With a gentle smile, he bent down and whispered something in Jin Bao's ear.

Lin Xiaoyue didn't know what kind of riddle the mother and son were playing, but saw the little guy nodding his head twice, then closing his eyes, holding the stick tightly with his little paws and shaking hard.

After a while, a sign fell out.

Wen Wan didn't have time to pick it up, Lin Xiaoyue was so close, she had already taken it first.

She didn't believe that a three-year-old doll could ask for a lottery, and wanted to see what she could shake.

I saw "Daji" written on it, and the signature: I hope the news from the canal is sent to Chang'an. I often look at the Linghua carefully, and when I see that the document is about to enter the country, I am very happy now.

Lin Xiaoyue looked at it blankly, she only looked at the word "Daji", then handed the lottery to Wen Wan, and asked hesitantly: "Is this your family's right? By the way, what did you tell Jinbao just now?" "

With a gentle smile, "I didn't say anything, just let him think of his father in his heart, and then kept shaking the lottery until the bamboo stick fell."

Lin Xiaoyue, "That's it?"

"Otherwise what do you think?"

"Then, take a look, is it accurate?"

Wen Wan lowered her head to look at it, her eyes especially stopped at "Seeing that the document is about to enter the country, the brows are now beaming with joy".

"Whether it's right or not, tell me!" Lin Xiaoyue waited impatiently, "If your family's is not right, I don't plan to ask for it, so I won't be troubled by asking for the wrong sign."

Wen Wan couldn't understand the signature, she just vaguely felt that if she asked about fame and fortune, the last two sentences would be auspicious, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "You're right, Jinbao is just a baby, the signature he asked for Wen, can’t be counted.”

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyue was about to get up, Wen Wan said again: "Don't worry, don't look at our house. If you want to ask for one, just ask for one. Otherwise, if you come all the way and go back with regrets, wouldn't you let yourself Unhappy? Don't be unable to sleep all night and all night."

After Lin Xiaoyue heard this, she felt that Wen Wan's words made sense, she came all the time, and she couldn't leave with regrets.

She knelt back, without hesitation this time, she closed her eyes and picked up the stick and shook it gently. After a while, a stick fell on the ground.

Lin Xiaoyue opened her eyes and didn't pick it up immediately, as if she was doing self-psychological construction, she slowly put down the stick, then bent down slowly, then turned her head to one side, not looking at what was written on the sign, After holding the sign in her hand, she turned her head and moved away the handwriting blocked by herself little by little, only to see that it said: next.

Signed text: A picture-perfect mountain faces Jiang Qing, reunion inside and outside the door, everything is double, who would have expected to analyze it halfway, empty curtain speechless to the silver vat.

Lin Xiaoyue dropped out of school because she was pregnant not long after entering the Hongwen Museum. She didn't study many books and her education level was limited. She didn't quite understand what was written on the signature. , turning pale.

Seeing this, Wen Wan took the bamboo stick from her hand and took a look. After a long while, she said: "It doesn't have to be a murderous stick, the key depends on what you ask. There is a staff outside the hall who specializes in solving the stick." Little master, why don't we ask him?"

Lin Xiaoyue thought of something, and murmured, "I want to meet Master Xuyun."

"Master Xuyun?" Wen Wan had never been to Fahua Temple before, so she was completely unfamiliar with this name.

Lin Xiaoyue said: "He is a well-known eminent monk in Fahua Temple."

"Since we are eminent monks, can we two little ladies meet casually?" Wen Wan was a little worried.

Lin Xiaoyue suddenly smiled, "Stupid, my nephew Xiaosi is here to become a monk. I heard that he has worshiped under Master Xuyun and is a disciple of Master Xuyun. As long as I find him, I want to meet Master Xuyun. Isn't it easy?"

Lin Xiaoyue didn't mention it, Wen Wan almost forgot that Su Yaoqi became a monk in Fahua Temple.

When she came back to her senses, Lin Xiaoyue had already walked out of the hall, and was enthusiastically asking Monk Xiezhi about Su Yaoqi's whereabouts.

At the beginning when she reported Su Yaoqi's name, Monk Xiezhi was still a little at a loss, shaking his head and saying that he had never heard of this person.

Lin Xiaoyue was puzzled, "He obviously became a monk in Fahua Temple, how could you not have heard of it?"

Wen Wan heard the movement, stepped forward and said: "He is a young man with hair and practice, has the little master seen it before?"

Hearing the words, Monk Xiezhi suddenly realized, "It turns out that the benefactor was talking about Junior Brother Shikong, who is currently meditating in the meditation room."

Lin Xiaoyue hurriedly asked, "Can you take us to him?"

The monk who released the sign showed hesitation.

Lin Xiaoyue added: "I am his lay aunt."

Hearing that they were relatives, the vigilance in Monk Xiezhi's eyes eased a little, and he respectfully appealed to the two of them.

Lin Xiaoyue looked back and winked at Wen Wan.

With a gentle smile, she put back the lottery she begged for, and took her son's little hand to follow the footsteps of the two.

The pilgrims' rooms are in the West Garden, the temple's disciples' meditation rooms are in the East Garden, and the main hall for asking for lottery is located in the center, which is about the same distance from the East and West Gardens.

Probably because it is a royal temple, compared with other small temples, it is more solemn. The pilgrims who come here are very quiet. Even though there are not many pilgrims encountered along the way, Wen Wan did not hear any loud noise.

Jinbao is still in a daze until now, completely unaware of the use of the lottery that his mother asked him to shake, but the little guy seemed to feel the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the temple, so he didn't talk about it.

Several people arrived in Dongyuan soon.

Pass through the moon gate, and inside is the meditation room of the disciples.

It was inconvenient for Lin Xiaoyue and Wen Wan to go in, so they stopped here.

The Buddhist monk who brought them here, named Shi Ming, politely asked the two of them to wait for a while, and then turned and entered the monastery.

(End of this chapter)