The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Puguang Temple was built during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, which was also the most prosperous era for Buddhism in the Central Plains. Having weathered over 1,800 years of trials and tribulations, Puguang Temple still stands tall, a true witness to history.

Zhang Yuze and the six girls stood outside Puguang Temple, gazing at the temple before them. Although it wasn't luxurious, its weathered exterior exuded a sense of ancient solemnity. Compared to those opulent buildings, this ordinary Puguang Temple displayed a dignified and solemn aura.

In contrast to their usual liveliness, an unknown force seemed to have quieted the girls beside Zhang Yuze, as they silently gazed at the temple.

Zhang Yuze narrowed his eyes. The sacred energy he had sensed yesterday was now even stronger. Compared to yesterday, the energy he felt now was clearly more immense. Needless to say, Zhang Yuze was certain that Puguang Temple was the source of that mysterious power.

Zhang Yuze led the girls into Puguang Temple. The temple was bustling with tourists, and the air was thick with the scent of incense.

Unlike the other girls, who were drawn to the tall, imposing Buddha statues of various forms, Zhang Yuze involuntarily walked towards one of the main halls upon entering the temple. Resonant chanting emanated from within, causing the true essence within Zhang Yuze's body to stir. Of course, that wasn't the main reason. What he found even more remarkable was the ability to sense strands of energy converging here from all directions. This energy was exactly the same as his most fundamental energy. Could this also be faith energy? Zhang Yuze was incredibly surprised.

Unable to resist, Zhang Yuze walked towards the main hall, but was stopped by a young novice monk just as he reached the entrance.

"Amitabha, benefactor, no admittance for idlers," the young novice monk said to Zhang Yuze, striking a Buddhist pose.

"Uh!" Zhang Yuze was stunned. He looked at the young novice monk with some confusion and asked, "But I just saw many people going in! Why can they go in, but I can't?"

Upon hearing Zhang Yuze's words, the young novice monk calmly said, "Because those benefactors are people destined for enlightenment by the Buddha, so they can enter."

"Uh!" Zhang Yuze was even more puzzled. Those people all looked ordinary, so how were they destined? Did they look better than him, or did they look like monks?

Just then, Zhang Yuze suddenly saw a middle-aged man with a large belly walking over from outside. He took out some banknotes from his hand, threw them into a box on the table, and then swaggered inside. The young novice monk didn't even try to stop him and let the man in.

Zhang Yuze was speechless. Now he finally understood what it meant to be "destined." It seemed that money still talked in this world!

Zhang Yuze took a closer look. The box looked very large, about the size of an ordinary household freezer. Judging by the size of the donation box, the daily income here must be astonishing. It could be said that they were practically robbing people. The number of worshippers here was proof of that. It was even written on the box that benefactors entering the hall to receive blessings from Master Hongyi must donate at least 1,000 units of merit. The more merit, the longer they could stay inside. Although the amount wasn't small, a steady stream of pious men and women entered the hall. In the short few minutes he stood there, more than a dozen people had already entered.

Of course, money wasn't a problem for Zhang Yuze at all. Everything was easy to handle if money could solve it. So Zhang Yuze smiled and said to the young novice monk, "Little Master, I also want to do good deeds and express my sincerity to the Buddha. But I didn't bring that much cash."

The young novice monk seemed a little surprised to hear Zhang Yuze's words, then said calmly, "It doesn't matter, we accept card payments here."

Zhang Yuze: "..."

Sure enough, after Zhang Yuze swiped his card, he led the six girls into the Pude Hall. Incense smoke curled upwards, and continuous chanting emanated from within, bringing a sense of peace to the slightly agitated hearts of the seven.

They sat down on the prayer mats prepared for them by the novice monks. The girls beside him were fine, but Zhang Yuze felt invisible energy gathering around him from all directions. Zhang Yuze was very curious and activated his spiritual sense to feel the streams of energy converging into the Buddha statue in front of him from outside.

In the center, dozens or hundreds of monks and nuns were chanting scriptures. Of course, Zhang Yuze couldn't understand what they were chanting. The nun in the green robe sitting in the very center was undoubtedly Master Hongyi, whom Qin Zinan had mentioned.

But now, Zhang Yuze was already able to confirm that the energy coming in from outside should be the so-called faith energy. Needless to say, this energy came from the pious believers outside. Zhang Yuze just wanted to know if these people were doing it consciously or unconsciously.

However, after Zhang Yuze carefully observed for a while, he found that these monks, including the so-called Master Hongyi, didn't have faith energy on them, so it seemed that they weren't doing it consciously. Perhaps it was because they were in tune with some kind of law that they were able to gather so much faith energy together.

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Seeing so much faith energy being absorbed by the Buddha statue, Zhang Yuze felt a little uncomfortable. Why could this big guy get so much faith energy without doing anything, while he, who had done so many good deeds for the people, had so little faith energy? It was too unfair. Thinking about it, Zhang Yuze began to covet the constantly gathering faith energy.