You Are My Entire World

Peach walked in front of these Buddha statues one by one, each one folded his hands together, worshipped in awe, Duan Yu silently followed behind her.

After the Buddha statues were worshipped one by one, Peach found that there was a small side door behind the main hall, which seemed to have a good view, so he stepped forward to walk inside.

"Peach, where are you going?" Duan Yu found her intention and hurriedly shouted to her: "There is the word "Tourist Free" at the door, don't run around..."

"Oh, I'm curious..." Peach turned around and looked at him innocently with **** and white eyes, pitifully asked: "Just let me go in and look at it as if I didn't see this sign, Besides, there are no secrets in the temple, just look at me and leave."

"Hey...you..." Duan Yu shook his head helplessly and had to follow behind her, and then entered the door to the side.

Behind the main hall is a small yard. There are several bodhi trees growing in the yard. Even in autumn, the leaves are still green. The small yard is cleaned very well. Then there are a few zen rooms. The rest of the monks.

"Eh, it turns out there is nothing..." Peach's full curiosity was taken aback, thinking it would be like a martial arts novel, encountering other worldly masters, but the result was silent, even without a personal shadow .

When the two were about to leave, a person came in from the other side of the small courtyard.

Duan Yu hurriedly took peach and hid behind the pillars of the corridor, gazing intently at the person who came in.

The back figure looked a bit familiar. When he turned around, Duan Yu and Peach realized that it was the gray-haired and white-bearded fortune-teller who had just met on the trail.

And as soon as the master entered the yard, he pulled off the white wig on his head, revealing a slick head. I saw that he put the back stall and flag at the door of the Zen room. He was planning to enter the Zen room. , I heard the door of the Zen room "squeak" open.

A young monk stepped out of the meditation room. When he saw the fortune-teller, he hurriedly folded his hands together to make a salute. Bi Gongbi respectfully said, "Master, are you back?"

Master?

Duan Yu and Tao Zi looked at each other. Was the fortune teller just the master of this Shaoyang Temple? Depending on his age, should he be abbot or elder?

"Yes, Yongyan, go and clean up my equipment." The master nodded toward the little monk, and gave him a beard.

The young Buddhist monk with the Yongfa of the law glanced behind the master. After thinking for a while, he finally questioned: "Master, are you going down the mountain to hang and kidnap?"

"What do you guys say?" The master blew his beard with dissatisfaction and continued: "Master doesn't go out to set up his fortune-telling. How can he support the operation of the whole temple with such a small amount of incense money? Do you think it is still An era when you can go down the mountain and get alms by serving a bowl? I fortune telling people and some people suspect that I am a liar!"

"That's because Master is inaccurate..." Yongyan Young Monk has a very fearless spirit and insists on being honest.

"Nonsense, the heavens cannot be revealed, just mix and eat. It's true and false, true and false, and fortune telling for a teacher is also about fate."