newbobooks Chapter 319 Asking for a Good Lottery
Chapter 319 Asking for a Good Lottery
"Shall we go for a walk too?" Like Qin Yuhuan, Ziyi was not a Buddhist. In fact, from childhood to adulthood, she had only been to a Buddhist temple a handful of times. Qingshan Temple was very large, which was just the right opportunity for her to understand some blind spots that she had never known about in the past.
Qin Yuhuan shook his head, "I want to take a closer look here. I heard from Sister Jinyao that we can light the lamp over there."
She pointed in a direction outside the main hall, where there were several large bronze tripods, which seemed to be a place for burning incense. "Why don't you go over there and ask how to light the lamps or offer the memorial tablets?"
Ziyi agreed, "Call me if you have anything."
After a pause, she added, "Whether you are sad or not."
Qin Yuhuan smiled lightly and whispered, "I know, don't worry, it's just..."
Standing in front of the Buddha, I suddenly wanted to talk to my deceased parents through the Buddha.
Qin Yuhuan walked away leisurely, looking back every few steps. Like the others, he bent his knees and knelt on the mat. At this moment, countless words he wanted to say flowed in his heart.
After he kowtowed, a lottery box suddenly appeared in front of him.
Qin Yuhuan looked up, not understanding the intention of the old man standing next to him.
"Donor, since you are here, why not ask for a lot?"
Qin Yuhuan pursed her lips, "So Master also says 'I'm here now'?"
The old monk laughed heartily, then fiddled with the beads in his hand, as if with some other meaning: "The cause and effect of the previous life is revealed in this life. Now that you are here, why don't you solve the puzzle?"
Qin Yuhuan was about to refute his own doubts, but for some reason, his hand stretched out.
Since she was already here and had taken everything, she shook the lottery stick tube and a lottery stick with an unclear number fell out of it. The mark on it had faded a lot over the years. She stared at the stick for a long time before she looked up, wanting the old man to help her take a look.
But there was no longer the kind-hearted old monk in front of her. There were still believers kowtowing devoutly around him. There were tourists, like her at the beginning, looking up at the compassionate and solemn Buddha statue with curiosity and appreciation. No one noticed that not long ago there was an old monk in a cassock here, who said "since you're here now", and asked people to draw divination lots.
Qin Yuhuan asked the volunteers in the hall and found the place where the lot was interpreted. The interpreter even exclaimed, "Why is this lot here?"
"Is there something wrong with this lot?" Qin Yuhuan frowned. "Just now, a master who was about seventy years old asked me to pray for it."
"Over seventy years old... There is no one over seventy years old in the temple at present. There is only the abbot who came here recently. However, he is not over seventy years old. He is over ninety years old. I think you are destined to meet him."
The fortune teller took out the corresponding fortune paper while explaining. Noticing that Qin Yuhuan didn't say anything, he thought she was scared, so he explained: "There's nothing wrong with this fortune stick. It's just that the paint on it is worn off and the number can't be seen. Usually we will replace it with a new one."
As for the one Qin Yuhuan drew, it was probably a fish that slipped through the net.
Ziyi waited at the door for a long time, and finally saw Qin Yuhuan going to the place where the fortune was interpreted. She held a bunch of incense in her hand, walked over quickly and tapped her shoulder, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Qin Yuhuan smiled and quickly waved the light pink fortune in front of Ziyi, "I drew a good fortune. Let's go somewhere else."
After saying this, she turned around and thanked the person who interpreted the fortune.
It was not until the two of them disappeared from sight that the fortune teller muttered, "That shouldn't be the case... That's not a very good fortune."
On the long plank road, Ziyi listened to Qin Yuhuan's rather miraculous experience and clasped her hands together, "It seems that the donor has a connection with Buddha."
"It's a once-in-a-lifetime fate." Qin Yuhuan smiled and shook his head. "You don't know, the master who interpreted the fortune said that I was destined to meet the abbot. My first reaction was that he was brainwashing me with some kind of rhetoric."
Posture: ...
"I can see that Sister Yu Huan is very determined."
"Before, when the old man who looked like the abbot showed up, I wondered if the monks in the temple also had performance evaluations, and they had to charge money for interpreting the divination. They were so hardworking that they had to come out to solicit business at such an old age."
It turned out that there was no charge for interpreting the fortune. Of course, she understood the meaning of the fortune poem at first glance, so she naturally did not ask anyone to interpret it.
Posture: ...
She could see that Qin Yuhuan was very aware of fraud prevention.
"It's also a magical experience." Qin Yuhuan stopped, put her hands on the wooden railing, looked into the distance, and under the hazy clouds, the whole city was in sight. The pink note fluttered in the wind in her hand.
She seemed not to be holding the paper. When the wind blew, the powder floated away with the wind. She sighed and subconsciously tried to reach out to grab it, but she grabbed nothing.
"I haven't seen it yet." She felt quite regretful.
Qin Yuhuan smiled and pressed down Ziyi's arm. Ziyi's stunning face was reflected in her eyes. "Want to know what's written on it?"
"A little bit. You said it was a good lottery ticket." Ziyi nodded.
Qin Yuhuan took Ziyi's arm and led her forward slowly, "The sign says that I will get what I want."
She raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "Of course, this stick is very sensible."
The ten fingers hanging at the side of the body were tightly clasped together, and he turned sideways to lift the loose hair on Ziyi's forehead, "The most important thing is... Xiaozi was sensible and ran to my bowl."
The two smiled at each other and walked towards the depths of the plank road. There was a vast sea of clouds around them and swaying shadows of trees on the plank road.
Missing each other for a lifetime, but finally returning together.
When the wind stopped, the pink signature paper dangled on a branch.
The child, who was held in the arms of his parents and overlooking the scenery, said in a soft voice, "What direction? What fish? Mom, the word on that paper is so difficult. Why are there four dots under the word fish?"
"Those are traditional Chinese characters." The mother beside her bent down and pulled out the paper from the gap in the railing.
The poem reads:
"I once admired the beautiful fish on the beach, but my efforts were in vain.
It is better to make a net and go to the abyss, where you will find golden fish as needed."
(End of the text, thank you everyone.)
[Then there is the extra chapter. I went back and looked at the topics that everyone said they wanted to see in the previous extra chapter solicitation. The current topics are:
1. After Ziyi's death in the previous life, the follow-up of Shu Baizhu and Shen Zhiming will write about Shen Zhizhi, who was 36 years old and whose relationship was severely damaged and whose heart was sealed with cement, and who only wanted to make Shu Baizhu unhappy, and agent Fang Da, who was wholeheartedly devoted to his career and attracting investment, as well as a hidden easter egg in Qin Yuhuan's diary, a memory chapter.
2. If the line Ziyi's high school period, the first person to appear is Xiao Qin (Shu Baizhu has nothing to do here, Shu Baizhu is just secretly in love with passerby A)
3. The sequel of Xiao Qin & Zi Yi in this life. It is uncertain whether the marriage part will be written. There is one about the counterattack on Xiao Che, and the sequel of Shu Baizhu abroad in this life (it may not be written about Shu Baizhu, depending on the progress bar.)
There is no particular order for the extra chapters. Generally, the extra chapters are more free-spirited and can be written casually.
The ending of the main text is similar to the fortune-telling poem and Qingshan Temple. If you have any doubts, it will be explained clearly in the memories of Xiao Qin in the previous life in the extra chapter. 】