The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor

     Turning around and looking, the speaker was an old monk wearing a robe but with hair.

    The old monk smiled at him with a kind-hearted look.

    With respect to the monk, Ran Dongling folded his hands and bowed to him.

    The old monk also folded his hands in return and said, "Is the little donor surnamed Xie and Dongling?"

    Ran Dongling was surprised, how did he know his surname was Xie!

    Seeing his surprised look, the old monk invited him to the backyard to talk.

    "It's inconvenient to talk here, can the little benefactor follow me to the backyard."

    At the backyard, Ran Dongling couldn't help it and asked the monk, "Master, how did you know my surname is Xie?"

    Xie was his surname in Yun Chaoli, but he never told anyone in modern times.

    "The old man received the guidance of the **** of marriage, and he knew a little about the art of reincarnation. It can be seen that the surname of the little donor in the past life was Xie."

    Ran Dongling felt a drum in his heart, can the old monk also see that he is not Ran Dongling?

    He didn't know the old monk's intention to tell him these things, but it was rare to meet someone who knew about his past life. He thought about it and planned to use the old monk's words.

    "Can the master still see what kind of person I was in my previous life?"

    The old monk thought for a moment, frowned and shook his head.

    "The old man is not enough, I can't see it, but the **** of marriage may be able to do it. The little donor will donate some incense money, and the old man will ask the **** of marriage for you."

    I think what the monk said makes sense, and he also wants to know if the God of Marriage can really see his past life.

    If you can see it, then you can see that after he fell into the lake, how are father and father now?

    Ran Dongling took out the rabbit purse. Except for the pocket money for Qiu Ci, the rest of the money was here. After he took it out, he counted it carefully.

    The old monk saw him take out a bulging purse with only a few dozen dollars in it. After he counted the money, he ran to the merit box outside the main hall and threw it in. After worshiping the **** of marriage, he ran back Ask him, "Master, I donated incense money, please ask for me, can the **** of marriage really see my past life?"

    Forcibly resisted the twitching of the corners of his mouth, the old monk planned to deceive people to the end, he stretched out two bone-like arms, made a set of movements, tapped a little on Ran Dongling's forehead, closed it The eyes read the scriptures.

    When he finished reading, he opened his eyes and sighed.

    "The **** of marriage told me that the little benefactor was the son of a noble man in his previous life, his parents were healthy, and his brothers were harmonious. As for the blessings of the little benefactor in this life, the **** of marriage told me that although money cannot be used by gods, it should be counted as merit, and it will cost you supernatural power to look at things in your past life. Used."

    At first, Ran Dongling felt that this old monk really knew some Taoism, and the **** of marriage really knew about his past life, but the more he talked later, the more biased he was, how did he get involved in money.

    And the more he said, the more he didn't understand, "You make it simple, I don't understand."

    The monk stopped after a while, and his mouth was dry. As a result, people didn't understand it at all, so he changed his words.

      If you donate money, the **** of marriage will naturally bless you, don’t look at it as the **** of marriage, in fact, whatever you worship is very spiritual, you want to worship whatever you want, and what you worship is your blessing.

    Qiu Ci saw that Ran Dongling entered the main hall for a while and did not come out. He went in to look for someone. As a result, there were only a few monks in the main hall reciting scriptures. .

    The Temple of Marriage is so big, Ran Dongling is not outside or in the temple, maybe he entered the backyard.

    Before he approached the backyard, he saw Ran Dongling running out angrily, followed by an old monk.

    The monk chased after him and said, "Donor, one hundred will do, or fifty? The **** of marriage does not deceive people. This is your blessing."

    Ran Dongling was very angry, and felt that this monk just saw him as a liar, maybe he knew that his surname was Xie Meng, and what he just said also lied to him.

    The incense money was donated voluntarily by the pilgrims. Unexpectedly, the monk not only took the initiative to ask for the incense money, but also made a lion's mouth, one of which was five million.

    The TV said that when encountering a liar, he wanted to find the police. This monk cheated people and money, and he also went to the police.

    Seeing Qiu Ci, Ran Dongling ran two steps faster and hid behind him.

    When the old monk saw someone coming, he slowed down, pretended to be a serious monk, and put his hands together.

    "Good donor."

    Now the old monk's image of a liar in Ran Dongling's heart has become more profound, which was not the case when he lied just now.

    While the monk was not paying attention, he secretly said to Chouci: "Brother Chouci, he is a liar! He wants to defraud you of money, so he came to chat with me, he wants you to give marriage Donate five million to the temple!"

    The three words of five million were said very loudly by him. After listening to him, Qiu Ci looked over indifferently, and the corner of the old monk's mouth twitched.

    He didn't mean that.

    "The donor's words are bad, what the old man said is, if you have the heart, donate one hundred and two hundred incense money. Sincerely."

    The old monk was thick-skinned and refused to admit it. If he had to say that he heard it wrong, he just said five hundred yuan.

    But Ran Dongling was not convinced, thinking that the old monk was a liar.

    A liar who only deceived him!

    The old monk was still shameless, and then fooled him.

    "This donor must be the lover of this little donor, Lao Naqian got the guidance of the **** of marriage, watch your red thread wrap around your five fingers and tie them into one heart, little donor, you see, this is Your luck."

    "You're a liar! You lied to me!"

    "The old man didn't lie to you, money is exchanged for merit, merit is exchanged for luck, you just donated incense money to the **** of marriage, and the **** of marriage told me that the little donor was the son of the Xie family in the past life, and the blessing has not disappeared , come here in this life..”

    I didn't expect this monk to say all the deceitful words he just said, and his words were indeed correct. I was afraid that he would say nonsense again. Ran Dongling was nervous, and his eyelashes kept shaking. He took the initiative to take Qiu Ci's hand and wanted to take him away, "Brother Qiu Ci, let's go eat, I'm hungry."

    Qiu Ci didn't move, he didn't believe what the old monk said, but Ran Dongling's reaction made him interested, "Don't you listen to what he said?"

    Ran Dongling shook her head quickly, only then did she have a hint of fear at the old monk's words, "Let's go eat."

    It's time for the fasting meal at the Marriage Temple.

    The guests and monks ate together in the Zhaitang, and each received a bowl of Zhaifan.

    Sure enough, as the old monk said, the vegetarian rice is full of green vegetables, and there is a layer of white tofu underneath.

    Ran Dongling dug up a spoonful of rice to eat, and felt that the taste was not too bad. Compared with the meal that Brother Qiu Ci cooked last time, the vegetarian meal was still edible. Eat clean.

    After lunch, everyone came to the big tree outside the main hall. This tree was used by the monks as a blessing tool. There were many small signs on it. They were lovers who came to the Marriage Temple. When the wind blows, the small sign flutters with the wind.

    Lovers write their wishes on the front and back sides of the wooden sign, and then hang it on the tree. If the wind blows the wooden sign, it means that the **** of marriage has heard your wish and will help you achieve.

    Since everyone is here, several groups of guests also plan to write a sign.

    Lan Wanru wrote on the front of the small sign that she would like to have one heart, and Cheng Nuo took a white head on the back.

    Chen Yao tawdly wrote that he wanted to love Xiu Zhi'an for a lifetime, and also pestered Xiu Zhi'an to write that he would love Chen Yao for a lifetime.

    Lu Lu wrote a sign by herself, but did not let Yu Han write it.

    Ran Dongling also wrote a small sign. Although the old monk cheated him of money, he said that the **** of marriage is very clever in everything. It doesn't matter if you write more wishes yourself.

    Writing to my father, I don't know if he is healthy.

    Writing another piece for the three brothers, especially his third brother, Ran Dongling felt sad, and the speed of writing was a little slower.

    In order not to let the **** of marriage mess up him and Ran Dongling, he also wrote three words Xie Dongling.

    He missed his family members, and the three wooden plaques were full of writing, and none of them was written for himself and Qiu Ci.

    Qiu Ci didn't react to this, watching him write the wooden sign silently beside him.

    After writing, he also asked Qiu Ci to hang the wooden sign on the tree.

    "I want to hang it in the highest position, so that the **** of marriage can see my wish at a glance."

    Chen Yao came back to see them after hanging up his wooden sign. The wooden sign in Qiu Ci's hand was densely covered with ink, and at a glance, he knew that he had written a lot.

    I didn't expect him to have such a deep relationship with Qiu Ci, and he could write three wooden plaques. Chen Yao suddenly felt that he was too backward, and took Xiu Zhian to write two more wooden plaques. .

    When hanging the wooden sign, Qiu Ci didn't mean to see what he wrote, but just held it in his hand and accidentally saw it. Branches and hang the wooden sign on it.

    After the guests have worshipped the **** of marriage, they should go back down the mountain according to the original road.

    The stars were sent away. The old monk just ate the fasting meal and was not full. He planned to add another meal to himself and roast a bird to eat.

    He took advantage of the monks to meditate in the main hall, sneaked back to the backyard, sang a song leisurely, turned around the intersection, and bumped into the revenge waiting for him.

    The old monk's back suddenly felt numb, didn't the group of stars leave, why didn't he leave.

    "This donor, the backyard is not allowed to enter, the gate is over there."

    Ignoring the old monk's idea of ​​changing the subject, Qiu Ci directly stated his intention.

    "His last name is Xie?"

    When going down the mountain, Qiu Ci said that he had dropped something in the temple and refused the help of the staff, so he returned to the Marriage Temple alone.

    Ran Dongling went down the mountain with the program team. When going up the mountain, there was Qiu Ci backing him, so he had to rely on himself when going down the mountain.

    Before halfway down the mountain, Qiu Ci returned to the team.

     "Brother Qiuci, did you drop something, did you find it?"

    "I found it." Qiu Ci answered his next question.

    Ran Dongling turned his back to him, he paid attention to the steep stone stairs under his feet, so he couldn't see Qiu Ci behind him, and when he looked at him, the dark eyes were unclear.

    The recording of the first episode is over.

    The two returned to the old house, and Ran Dongling received a call from Ran's house after lunch.

    He didn't bring his mobile phone when he recorded the show, and the Ran family called him but couldn't get through, so he had to wait for him to finish recording the show.

    They watched the live broadcast that day and were shocked when they saw Qiu Ci betray others.

    They also imagined before that if the two of them have no feelings, and rashly sending him to live with the enemy, would it be counterproductive.

    But from the pictures in the live broadcast, Ran Dongling still has some means to get rid of the hatred. It seems that it is right for him to return to China early.

    The person on the other end of the phone claimed to be his second uncle.

    "Xiao Ling, when are you going back home? The second uncle hasn't seen you for a long time. Several uncles also want to talk to you about something."

    Ran Dongling doesn't really want to go back. He lives well in the old house and doesn't know anyone from the Ran family.

    "I don't."

    The person on the other end of the phone didn't give him a chance to refuse, "I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow night, and the family will have dinner together."

    Hang up the phone, Ran Dongling looked at the screen of the phone that had gone dark, how could this person hang up so quickly.

    Qiu Zhenghao asked him: "what's the matter, whose phone number?"

    "It's my second uncle, he asked me to go back, grandpa, I don't want to go back."

    Chou Zhenghao nodded, but did not agree with his idea, "I want to go back, you have been back to China for so long, it is good to see your family, Qiu Ci is just fine, let him accompany you go back together."