Doomed, the country begged me to engage in diplomacy

"Xiaolin, are you okay?"

At this time, Yang Hongyun, who was soaking in the hot spring and was still recollecting the feeling just now, heard the movement and stood up quickly.

Seeing Sima Lin lying on the ground, Yang Hongyun quickly walked a few steps and quickly helped Sima Lin up from the ground.

Hey, Yang Hongyun's mind went blank after being hit by Sima Lin just now, and he didn't have time to control it. As a result, Sima Lin's bad luck after such a short time...

"It's okay, it's okay, maybe the ground is too slippery!"

Sima Lin shook her head, her face was red to the neck, at this moment, she wished she could find a place to sneak in!

Snapped!

However, while speaking, Sima Lin suddenly felt a little coolness in her body.

Looking down, it was because of the fall just now that the bath towel wrapped around her body became loose and fell off the ground.

In other words, at this time, I met Yang Hongyun honestly.

"what!"

In the huge hot spring courtyard, there was a scream.

……

……

"Yang Hongyun, look this way!"

"Come on, let's take a photo together!"

"Look, the snow scene over there is really beautiful!"

On the second day, Yang Hongyun and Sima Lin left Tianshuitang Hot Spring Resort Hotel. The two walked together, carrying travel bags, and climbed towards Fuji Snow Mountain not far away.

Although she accidentally fell last night, Sima Lin was not injured, and it did not affect her climbing the mountain at all.

There are many pedestrians on the mountain road, and it is very lively. While climbing, the two are also taking pictures at beautiful scenic spots.

As for the wonderful scene that happened last night, they tacitly chose not to talk about it.

Looking at the white and sacred snow-capped mountains in the distance, Yang Hongyun couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Since graduating, everything went wrong for him, and he was dismissed by six companies one after another. It would be a lie to say that he was not depressed.But now, by chance, not only did he have a solid job, but he could even travel leisurely. Thinking of this, Yang Hongyun's mood also became beautiful.

Fuji Snow Mountain has a special geographical location. The bottom of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, while the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round.

The higher he went, the colder it became. Sima Lin was shivering from the cold, and happened to come across a public toilet, so she went to the toilet to change.

Yang Hongyun, on the other hand, was relatively simple. He just took out the down jacket from his bag and put it on, so he didn't feel cold anymore.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, do you need an amulet? This has been consecrated. Bringing him will bring you good luck!"

Just as Yang Hongyun was standing outside, waiting for Sima Lin, a middle-aged monk wearing a monk's robe suddenly put his hands together and walked in front of him with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Yang Hongyun shook his head and said lightly.

"Are you a flower grower?"

However, the benevolent middle-aged monk heard Yang Hongyun speak, but suddenly followed him with a fluent flower language.

"Do you still know the language of flowers?"

Now it was Yang Hongyun's turn to be surprised.

Good guy, do monks need to learn foreign languages ​​these days?

"I have lived in a flower planter for several years, so I know a thing or two."

The middle-aged monk said with a smile, and began to introduce himself to Yang Hongyun.

After some understanding, Yang Hongyun finally found out that this middle-aged monk was named Qingyuan.When I was young, I became a monk at a flower planter, and then I came here. Recently, I practiced in Jiuguang Temple near Mt. Fuji this year.

"Hongyun, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Sima Lin, who had changed into a down jacket, had already come out of the toilet.

Seeing a monk standing beside Yang Hongyun, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Meet a fellow countryman."

Yang Hongyun shrugged.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Qingyuan uttered the Buddha's name to Sima Lin, and immediately turned his gaze to the two of them.

"Two benefactors, the poor monk looked at your faces and found that there is black air entanglement. I'm afraid it's not going well recently!"

Monk Qingyuan said seriously.

"Oh? You can see that?"

Hearing this, Sima Lin couldn't help being stunned.

"Yes."

Monk Qingyuan looked at Sima Lin carefully, pondered for a moment, and then said,

"Madam, if the poor monk is not mistaken, you have been unlucky recently, and you may have been frightened a lot. If you don't pay attention, there may be bloody disasters!"

"Oh my god, isn't this amazing?"

Sima Lin's eyes widened, and she looked at the Qingyuan monk in front of her in disbelief.

But no, since I came to Little Cherry Blossom recently, I have had a lot of bad luck, and I have been frightened a lot. I even fell on my foot just last night!

This monk is too accurate, right?

"Then, master, can you help me resolve it?"

Blinking, Sima Lin couldn't help asking curiously.

"Simple!"

Monk Qingyuan smiled slightly, and immediately took out a golden amulet with the length of a little finger from the package, and handed it to Sima Lin.

"Ma'am, this amulet was consecrated by the poor monk. As long as you carry it on your body, within three days, your luck will be good and your luck will be good!"

"real or fake?"

Upon hearing this, before Sima Lin had time to look at the amulet carefully, Yang Hongyun, who was standing aside, snatched it away.

"Is this thing really effective?"

Chapter 36 The Unlucky Monk and the Beautiful Anchor

Yang Hongyun has been plagued by bad luck since he was a child, and he has also seen Taoist monks before. Unfortunately, those so-called masters who have shown him fortune-telling seem to be unlucky in the future.

For gods, Yang Hongyun felt that they might exist, but he would never believe that the Qingyuan monk who traveled across the ocean and came to Little Cherry Blossom was a so-called master.

If it was a master, why would he be so bitter while climbing the mountain while selling his things?

"Haha, this benefactor, Buddhism emphasizes that sincerity leads to spirit, as long as you are willing to believe, it can happen!"

Monk Qingyuan looked at Yang Hongyun with a smile, and said with a smile,

"You don't want your girlfriend to be unlucky all the time, do you?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Hongyun glanced at Sima Lin, and Sima Lin immediately understood.

She and Yang Hongyun are not boyfriend and girlfriend. If this monk is really a master, how could he not see this?

Obviously, this monk is a liar!

"Haha, of course I don't want to." Yang Hongyun smiled slightly, but he was not in a hurry to expose it, but said with a smile,

"Master Qingyuan, I am also very interested in Buddhism. If you want to talk to me about the allusions in Buddhism, I would also like to know more about it. If I feel destined, and I happen to have some pocket money, I can contribute some incense."

Humph.

Didn't you make us believe that Buddha's light will bless us with good luck?

I want to see, stay with me for a while, will your prayer beads protect you from bad luck!

"Oh? Of course!"

Monk Qingyuan frowned when he heard that there was incense money,

"When we meet by chance, the poor monk feels that there is a predestined relationship with the two benefactors. Since this is the case, the poor monk will talk about some simple Buddhism!"

Monk Qingyuan was secretly happy.

Of course, he had read all the news in the past few days. When he saw Yang Hongyun and Sima Lin just now, he immediately recognized them.Only then did he think of taking the initiative to strike up a conversation, hoping to profit from it.

The ambassador in front of him should not be short of money, and he has indeed experienced a lot of dangers these days.As long as you play well, you can earn a lot of money.

Thinking in this way, Monk Qingyuan began to give full play to his eloquence.

"Ah!"

However, after only 5 minutes, Monk Qingyuan couldn't help but sneezed out.

"Monk Qingyuan, be careful of catching a cold!" Yang Hongyun, who was standing aside, couldn't help but look at Monk Qingyuan jokingly.

"It's okay, the poor monk is still in good health." Monk Qingyuan shook his head and didn't take it seriously.

He is in good health. In the past few years, he has been doing business near Fuji Snow Mountain and has nothing to do.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Monk Qingyuan found that his sneeze was useless, not only that, but his nose also flowed out.

Monk Qingyuan, "..."

"Here's the tissue!"

Sima Lin who was following at the side couldn't stand it any longer. She suppressed a smile and quickly took out a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it to Qing Yuan.

"Thank you for the benefactor, if you do a good deed on the benefactor's day, you will be rewarded!"

If he didn't wipe his mouth again, the snot would almost go into his nose. Monk Qingyuan didn't care about the embarrassment, so he quickly took Sima Lin's tissue and started to wipe it.

At the same time, my heart was extremely depressed.

I know my body well. I haven't caught a cold for several years. Today, I finally met a big client. Why is it so disappointing?

At this moment, a blind man walked down the mountain with a guide dog.

However, when the guide dog saw Monk Qingyuan, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked unsteadily in front of Monk Qingyuan.

It sniffed at Monk Qingyuan's trousers, and then turned around, pointed its butt at Monk Qingyuan's trousers, spread its hind legs, and urinated rustlingly.Then it shook its tail, and left with its owner without looking back.

Monk Qingyuan, "..."

Ma De, it seems that I didn't read the almanac when I went out today.

Not only did he keep sneezing and sneezing, but even a guide dog came to bully him!

It's really Wuyu's mother who opened the door for Wuyu - Wuyu has reached home!

"Ouch, it stinks!"

At this time, the smell of urine also spread, Yang Hongyun hurriedly pulled Sima Lin to keep a distance from Monk Qingyuan, and the passers-by also covered their noses and looked at Monk Qingyuan with contempt.

Monk Qingyuan, "..."

For so many years as a monk, it was the first time that he was rejected by so many people.

"Monk Qingyuan, it seems that the prayer beads didn't bless you today."

In a daze, Yang Hongyun's teasing voice came from beside him,

"Haha, Mr. Yang was joking. This may be the test of the Buddha beads. The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

Monk Qingyuan endured the anger in his heart and said nonchalantly.

"Monk Qingyuan is indeed an expert!"

Yang Hongyun gave a thumbs up.

"My God, are you Ambassador Yang?"