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But this time Li Qianrong did not answer for a long time.

Li Fu asked again: "Sister, did you listen? Don't pretend to be asleep. Tell Xiaofu quickly! Why hasn't the stinky hooligan come back?"

After a while, Li Fu heard her sister's impatient response: "I can't come back! Maybe I died outside!"

"Sister, you hate it! I don't allow you to say that about a rogue! He will definitely turn evil into good fortune."

"Hey! Sister, he is not a good person, you'd better stay away from him, and don't see him in the future!" Li Qianrong's tone was full of worry.

"I know he's not a good person, but I just like his bad looks. Hee hee..." Li Fu smiled, but thinking that the stinky hooligan had disappeared, her eyes became a little more worried, and she reached out and hugged the little oil umbrella Under the quilt, it was tightly pressed against her own small chest, feeling like the stinky rascal was by her side.

"Sister, will you accompany me to the Guanyin Temple tomorrow? I want to pray for the stinky hooligan."

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Before dawn, Li Quan got into the sedan chair and set off for the Guanyin Temple.

Guanyin Temple is located on the mountainside of Bishan in the north of Bizhou City.

Bishan is also a pure place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and there are countless temples, large and small.Among the mountains, green smoke is everywhere, and it feels like being in the clouds all year round.

There are mountain streams and pools between the peaks and cliffs, a place of fairy spirits.

Among all the temples, the incense of Guanyin Temple is the most prosperous.It's all because of praying, making wishes, fortune-telling, etc. in the Guanyin Temple, and the horse is very effective.The farther it spreads, the more famous it will be.In Bizhou, any family with some wealth will donate sesame oil money to the Bodhisattva.

Li Quan was still walking down the mountain when he saw a long queue of pilgrims on the mountain road to Guanyin Temple.

Of course the sedan chair couldn't get up, so Li Quan got off the sedan chair and walked leisurely with Xiaocui, his old follower.

When they reached the gate of Guanyin Temple, a long bell sound woke Xiaocui who was out of breath.

"Do you know where mother is?"

Xiaocui shook her head: "This place is not big, you can find it soon if you ask more. But master, Xiaocui wants to find the old lady later."

"what?"

"I want to go to the temple for a fortune-telling."

"What's the use of that thing? Who pays for it?"

"Let the master do the math, and let Xiao Cui do the math herself."

"Okay, let's figure it out for you. Master, I have a terrible fate, and no one can figure it out." The old god Li Quan was wiggling his beard on the ground, only to realize that his beard had been shaved, and now it has just grown a little. Seemingly, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"Master! Where's your beard? Xiao Cui feels that Master is a bit different from before. It turns out that the beard is gone!"

"Do you think the master looks better with a beard, or without a beard?"

Xiaocui sneered: "They're not pretty."

"Hey! You want to be spanked, girl, don't you?"

The little girl smiled coquettishly and hid aside: "Hee hee, it's not right now! At night, Xiaocui strips naked and hits me at will."

Li Quan's little heart skipped a beat.

Tut tut!Unbelievable, such a small girl can play flirtatiously.Isn't he a goblin who wants to kill people when he grows up?

Li Quan decided to take this little girl over for a love education.After a few steps, I bumped into a little novice monk, wearing a brown sand coat and holding a broom, but at this moment he pouted a little uncomfortably.

"Excuse me."

Li Quan wanted to go after Xiao Cui after a gift, but was stopped by the little novice, and asked with a displeased face:

"You made it clear!"

Li Quan scratched his head: "What did I say?"

Xiao Cui also rushed over with Xiaoman's waist, and pushed the little novice away: "Fart boy! Why are you so fierce? How dare you murder my master, believe it or not, sister spanking your ass?"

Li Quan grabbed the little girl by the braids and pulled her behind him: "You let him say, Master, I didn't fart, so what can I do?"

The little novice pointed at Li Quan: "Just now you said that no one can count your fate. My uncle claims to have known for 500 years, and 500 years of knowledge, it can be regarded as the world's affairs. You said that no one can't count your fate, no That is to say, my uncle can't figure it out? How can you defile the golden signboard of Guanyin Temple?"

"I'm just talking, is it hindering you?"

"No, no! You just can't talk nonsense! If you have the ability, you can ask my uncle to do the math for you, to see if the calculation is accurate?"

The little novice dragged Li Quanshi to the middle of the crowd involuntarily, and kept yelling:

"Let let, let let!"

Li Quan looked at the front, and it turned out that the master uncle mentioned by the little novice was the great monk who showed his portrait at the gate of the temple.There are really no special features, the only sign is that the eyes are extremely small and the eyelids are very thick. If you look at those eyes, you can't tell whether the other party is opening or closing them.

However, there are quite a lot of people queuing up to release their lottery tickets. If the young novice monk hadn't taken the green passage, the line would have taken half an hour.

"Zhiyuan, why are you making such a fuss?" The great monk turned his head to the little novice, his tone was very severe, but his little eyes couldn't show seriousness.

He stared with all his strength, Quegen was half-closed like a normal person, his appearance was very funny.

"Pfft!" Xiaocui on the side laughed.

The little monk blushed with anger, and waited for Xiaocui to signal her not to laugh, but said angrily:

"Uncle, this man said that no one can calculate his fate. Zhiyuan refused to accept it, so he brought him here for Uncle to calculate."

The big monk's small eyes flashed a proud light, he glanced at Li Quan disdainfully, curled his lips:

"There is really no poor monk in the world who can't figure it out! What do you want to know? Tell me."

Li Quan looked at the two monks, one big and one small, with some interest, smiled badly, and said in a low voice, "Master, tell me how many wives I will marry in my life?"

Chapter 108: Fate is determined by God

The great monk who unwrapped the lottery in Guanyin Temple was said to be a living god, and he unwrapped the lottery no less than a hundred times a day.And every word must be right, you can't help but believe it.

Although the solutions are all small matters such as marriage, fortune, power and wealth, but after so many years, the fortune-telling is not less than tens of thousands.

According to ordinary people's understanding, fortune-telling and divination are taboo things to peep into the secrets of heaven, and if you calculate too much, you will lose your life.The average fortune teller is either a charlatan or doesn't give divination lightly.But this living god is different, he never refuses anyone who comes, as long as you ask, he will say, as long as he can tell you, he will tell you clearly.

If you really want to live a long life, this great monk may not be enough to live for thousands of years, but he is still alive and well now.

When the people around heard that Li Quan didn't believe that someone could count his own fate, Ju covered his mouth and started laughing.

Many of them, like Li Quan for the first time, do not believe that there are living gods in the world.In the end, let someone do the math, and all the messy things will be calculated for you!