My super cowardly system

Chapter 62
He Xiaofan was speechless for a while, what about past and present, predicting disasters, is simply nonsense, okay?
But he knew that he couldn't talk about big things in front of his sister, otherwise by the time he could explain things to her, she would probably go crazy.

So He Xiaofan changed the direction and asked: "Didn't the He.. Shengseng say that you have no destiny with him? In this case, no matter how much sesame oil you donate, it will be like moths to the flame. You will never return." ?"

However, my sister said: "Oh, what do you know, you little brat? Do you know that there is a saying in Buddhism: where sincerity leads to gold and stone, if you just give up, doesn't it mean that I don't even know the most basic skills?" Don’t you have any sincerity?”

He Xiaofan could only let out a weak voice.

After packing up, my sister drove, and the two went straight to the temple.

The weather in mid-October is still a bit hot. Although it is not like July and August, the outside world is like a stove, but climbing the stairs still makes He Xiaofan sweat profusely, and wet the T-shirt he just changed.

The temple was built on the middle of the mountain. Although you can drive up the mountain, my sister insists on parking the car at the foot of the mountain and walking up the mountain.

It is said that only by coming with sincerity and walking up the mountain can it be possible to impress the Buddha and get the blessing of the Buddha.

After finally going up the mountain, He Xiaofan was about to buy a bottle of water to drink, but was hurriedly dragged by his sister to the Buddha statue in the temple.

Although it is not a peak tourist season, there is still a long queue of people who come to the temple to worship Buddha and offer incense. My sister's bag, pulling He Xiaofan to stand at the last of the line, is not in a hurry.

He Xiaofan wiped the sweat from his brow, looked towards the front of the line, the abbot happened to be standing at the door, wearing the mantle of an eminent monk and wearing a Buddhist hat on his head.

On the right hand side of the abbot is a table, on which are writing brushes, yellow talisman paper and sachets for those who donated sesame oil money to write amulets, and on the left hand side is a wooden box specially used for sesame oil money.

When He Xiaofan looked over, the abbot also happened to look towards him, and at the same time he did not forget to nod and smile slightly at him.

Thinking about his sister saying that he should not be rude to the monk, he also nodded to the monk, but he didn't smile.

Haha, these things cost my sister a fortune every year. Last year, my sister directly donated [-] yuan, which almost made He Xiaofan heartbroken. The most important thing was that in the end, the monk still didn't help my sister tell fortunes.

He Xiaofan was very angry at that time, it's a good thing he didn't throw rotten eggs at this ruined temple, and he wants to smile at that monk?

Simply a daydream!

The long rumbling queue actually didn't last long.

When He Xiaofan and the others arrived, the abbot took the initiative to say hello: "Donor, we meet again, how are you doing?"

Apparently, the abbot also remembered them because of his sister who spent a lot of money last year.

He Xiaofan flipped over a piece of silver, did not speak, but his elder sister smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and said softly: "Very good, thank you abbot for your concern."

The abbot nodded and said: "That's it, that's good, you go in."

The elder sister nodded, and pulled He Xiaofan to walk inside.

He Xiaofan and his elder sister took the incense from the little monk standing beside him at the same time, bowed three times to the Buddha statue, and then inserted it into the incense burner in front of the Buddha statue.

He could clearly see that when the young monk at the side handed them incense, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

He Xiaofan is particularly sensitive and familiar with this kind of look, because it is the same as the look he usually sees in movies with stacks of hundred-yuan bills.

Hehe, he sneered in his heart.

These stinky monks really regarded my sister as a cash machine.

After offering incense, the two walked back to the abbot, the elder sister saluted, and the abbot returned the salute.

My sister asked directly: "I wonder if I have a fate with the abbot today. Can I ask for a hexagram?"

The abbot clasped his hands together and sighed, "Young lady has nothing to do with me, so why should I insist?"

The elder sister smiled, took out a stack of money from the bag, put it on the wooden box, and asked, "I wonder if I am destined to be with the abbot today?"

The abbot just shook his head and didn't speak.

The elder sister smiled again, took out another stack of money from the bag, put it on the wooden box, and asked, "I wonder if I am destined to be with the abbot today?"

The abbot smiled wryly and said, "Why did the girl come here?"

However, before he finished speaking, He Wenjing took out two stacks of money, put them on the wooden box, and asked with a smile, "I wonder if I am destined to be with the abbot today?"

This time, the abbot stopped talking. He stared at the four thick stacks of banknotes on the wooden box, swallowed, and said, "Donor."

He Wenjing put a stack of money on the wooden box again. This time she didn't speak, she just smiled at the abbot.

"There is a destiny!" The abbot put one hand in front of him, closed his eyes, and said with emotion: "Amitabha, I have never seen such a predestined relationship with my Buddha. This female benefactor, can the old monk calculate a hexagram for you? ?”

The elder sister smiled triumphantly, said yes, but did not forget to turn her head and stick out her tongue at He Xiaofan.

He Xiaofan stood aside, stunned by this series of operations.

It turns out that this is what my sister said: where sincerity reaches, gold and stone will open.

It’s true that gold and stone are the same. I’ve gained a lot of knowledge and gained a lot of knowledge!
Seeing that the abbot winked at the little monks inside, the little monks immediately understood, came over with small steps, put away the six stacks of banknotes, and ran away with small steps.

Watching the young monks leave, the abbot chanted Amitabha again, then bent down slowly, and wrote two amulets wrapped in sachets for the two of them.

The abbot looked at the two of them, and said amiably: "Dare to ask this female benefactor, what is her birth date?"

The elder sister obviously prepared for this, and replied directly: "Ding Chou year, Gui Chou month, Wuwu day, born on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month."

The abbot nodded when he heard the words, and said, "Can I borrow the right hand of the benefactor to take a look?"

My sister extended her right hand.

The abbot just leaned forward slightly, gazing closely, and after a long time straightened up, closed his eyes, put his right hand in front of him, and softly recited a sentence of Amitabha.

The elder sister first asked He Xiaofan to wait outside, and then asked curiously: "Abbot, how is it?"

The abbot slowly opened his eyes and said: "The benefactor has had a sweetheart for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak, and was even afraid to speak. However, the benefactor doesn't seem to be worried at all, and missed him because of his own hesitation."

My sister was taken aback, her eyes slightly lost.

The abbot continued: "However, the benefactor does not seem to have a deep understanding that fate, origin, fate, and fate are all in an instant, maybe today, maybe tomorrow."

He Wenjing looked at the abbot and asked, "What does the abbot mean, let me seize the opportunity?"

The abbot asked inappropriately: "The grievances and hatred between you, the old monk can't explain clearly in a few words. The red rope between you has been criss-crossed on a certain day many years ago. In this life, nothing can be untied."

"Who will win in the end, hehe, God knows."

He Wen listened quietly: "Abbot, what does this mean?"

The abbot shook his head, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)