My monsters are going to heaven

Xishan Temple is located in the easternmost part of Qingquan County. Although it is not big, it is full of incense.

The entire temple is built against the mountain, and a thousand-year-old bodhi plant stands up from the ground in the courtyard of the temple.

The sun shines through the bodhi leaves swaying in the wind and falls layers of light spots, which are shaken from time to time on the blue-gray ridge of the temple.

Together with many pilgrims, Lu Yiming walked through the quiet bamboo forest path to the main hall of the temple.

Kim Poro hugged Lao Wang and followed slowly.

Passing by a wishing pool on the way, the water in the pool is clear, and several old turtles can be seen faintly in it, wandering in it, enjoying themselves.

Lu Yiming asked Jinpoluo to put Laowang in the pool, smiled maliciously, and pointed at the group of old turtles: "...Old Wang, take home whatever you like."

The main hall cannot accommodate too many people, and only ten people can enter at a time, requiring pilgrims to line up in front of the hall and enter and exit one by one according to the card.

Some people don't know what they are seeking inside, and they spend a long time entering it without any intention of coming out.

Lu Yiming lined up almost desperately, Jin Poluo was bored, so he went to find Lao Wang, leaving him alone to wait.

Finally, when it was his turn, Lu Yiming rushed into the hall excitedly holding the sign.

Twelve golden statues of Buddha lined up in the hall, and the candlelight dazzled him dizzily from the golden clothes.

It wasn't until his eyes got used to the dazzling golden light that he saw the faces of the Buddha statues with different expressions, some frowning slightly, some eyelids slightly closed...they were all the same, but they all revealed a solemn and solemn aura.

For some reason, Lu Yiming's heart palpitated inexplicably when he met the eyes of those Buddhas, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, not daring to look at each other.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, fortunately Ah Jin didn't follow in, otherwise wouldn't it be drooling.

I heard that these Buddha statues are all made of real gold.

A young monk in black clothes led him to kneel before one of the Buddhas and asked him to offer incense by himself.

When he was done, he handed him a triangle wrapped in red paper with a red thread tied on it, just let him put it close to his body, and the matter was over.

I don't know what those people in front are grinding?

"Yi Ming!"

Holding the triangular red paper, he just stood up when someone yelled coquettishly.

As soon as he raised his eyes reflexively, a fragrant and soft figure crashed into his arms.

Lu Yiming knew who it was without looking at his face.

Really caught off guard.

Why is she here too?

Lu Yiming helplessly supported her shoulders and moved her away from his arms, looked down at the small round face with bright eyes and sharp teeth, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhao Si, you are hitting me like a wall, Lu Du Not good to go."

Zhao Yuzhen put his arm on her own, "Yiming, let's go shopping with me again today."

"No time." Lu Yiming simply dropped two words. To Zhao Yuzhen, if he refused to be straightforward enough, he would definitely not be able to shake it off.

"You clearly promised me yesterday." Zhao Yuzhen acted coquettishly.

"The me yesterday and the me today are already two me." Lu Yiming played a philosophical routine.

I don't know what good things that evildoer has done, at least Zhao Yuzhen was not so shameless before.

"However, spring is still there, and our journey is still going on. It's time to drive our carriage and drive into the spring." Zhao Yuzhen even chanted a poem.

Lu Yiming: "..."

Here we go again, what a mess.

What carriage?What spring is spring? ? ?

... How does this make people answer?

Lu Yiming has never been able to bear Zhao Yuzhen's romantic feelings like mandarin ducks and butterflies, so he couldn't help but get goosebumps. He simply pulled his hands out and said as he walked outside: "Oh, I have an appointment for a drink tonight. Let's go first .”

Zhao Yuzhen followed him nonchalantly and said, "Yiming, why don't you ask me what lottery I asked for today?"

Lu Yiming stopped, turned his head to see her sly smile, and said casually, "Could it be me who begged you?"

Zhao Yuzhen covered her mouth and smiled: "This time the marriage lottery is the upper lottery." After a pause, "I also asked for a marriage talisman."

If it weren't for seeing her as an innocent little girl, Lu Yiming would have wanted to beat her up, so that she could at least wake up and give up on him.

But he was not annoyed, he just smiled at Zhao Yuzhen, stretched out a hand, and said softly: "Come, let me see?"

Zhao Yuzhen had no doubts about him, and handed him a yellow triangular piece of paper.

Lu Yiming turned straight away from her and tore it into pieces, then threw it all over the air in front of her. Seeing her angrily screaming, Lu Yiming smiled brightly.

Suddenly someone came towards Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming glanced at the man suspiciously, and couldn't help being startled.

I saw that the visitor was tall and tall, with a face like a crown jade, a pair of thick eyebrows and eyes that looked like ink, and a suit and top hat, looking like a gentleman.

This person... looks familiar.

Like a celebrity?

The opera singer is called Zhou...what the hell.

Could it be that he recognized himself?

When that person brushed past him to meet Zhao Yuzhen, Lu Yiming realized that he was just being self-indulgent.

The man gave Zhao Yuzhen a slight smirk, "Miss Zhao, I've waited for so long, I thought you didn't plan to come out."

Zhao Yuzhen pouted, stared at Lu Yiming several times, and then smiled at the man: "Xiaosheng, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time. Then, let's go over now, my brother is still preparing a banquet for you."

Hearing "Xiaosheng", Lu Yiming suddenly remembered.

Isn't this person Zhou Xiaosheng, a famous actress in the provincial capital?

The ones that were published in the Times were accompanied by photos at the time, full of huge characters, and praised.

Sensing Lu Yiming's gaze, Zhou Xiaosheng also turned his gaze around, staring straight at Lu Yiming's face, then smiled politely and said politely: "Mr. Lu, we met last time."

last time?Lu Yiming guessed that it was Hua Moyan who saw it, and hurriedly acted as if suddenly realized, and said, "Oh. No wonder it looks familiar."

Zhou Xiaosheng smiled again: "It's no wonder you couldn't recognize me. When we met yesterday, I was still wearing full makeup."

"Xiaosheng, let's go." Zhao Yuzhen called.

Zhou Xiaosheng responded, followed Zhao Yuzhen for a few steps, paused, turned around and looked at Lu Yiming indifferently, and asked, "Mr. Lu, do you know a man named Zhou Ruokun?"

Lu Yiming recalled it for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You really look too much like an old friend of mine." Zhou Xiaosheng smiled apologetically, waved his hand to say goodbye, turned around and quickened his pace to catch up with Zhao Yuzhen.

Lu Yiming didn't take these two people seriously, and turned to look for his Ah Jin and Lao Wang.

According to A Jin, Lao Wang was handsome among the tortoises, and even a temple tortoise could not look down on him, and the blind date failed.

Lu Yiming laughed half to death, and had no choice but to let Ah Jin go home first with Lao Wang, who was still single.

He himself wants to find someone to drink.

Wen Yuan left in a hurry in the morning, and said he still had some important matters to talk to him in the evening.

Passing the flower and bird market on the way, Lu Yiming was attracted by a thrush in a bamboo cage.

A little thrush the size of two fingers, blue feathers on the back, and snow-white belly down.

He didn't know why, but he felt that this thrush was as beautiful as a flower, and he fell in love with it immediately, so he bought it without cutting the price.

Carrying the birdcage, the thrush suddenly sang a song in a spirited way. It was like a jade stone hitting each other, and the mountain spring was stirring, which was very moving.

Listening to its singing, Lu Yiming couldn't help being fascinated, and felt that he was as light and light as walking on clouds amidst the moving singing, Tao Taoran also.

It turns out that walking birds is also interesting.

Suddenly, someone shouted at him in front of him: "Be careful!"

Lu Yiming followed his line of sight to the right and rear, and saw a young female student riding a bicycle uncontrollably rushing down the slope, only a few meters away from him, and was about to hit him in a blink of an eye.

However, Lu Yiming was standing on the side of the road at the bottom of the slope, and there were a few small stalls next to it, surrounded by a group of people, even if he wanted to move, he couldn't move.

"boom!"

Lu Yiming was taken aback.

The car missed him, and the female student and the bicycle fell on top of a strong man.

The female student was fine, but the strong man fell to the ground with blood on his head.

The strong man jumped up from the ground and shouted: "Damn, who the hell pushed me here just now?!" He was just a few steps away, and he was suddenly dragged by someone. He was moved to the front and hit.

The crowd of onlookers looked at each other, and no one knew what happened in the nick of time.

Lu Yiming picked up the birdcage, and while the strong man wasn't paying attention, he slipped two ocean dollars into his pocket.

Quietly turned around, looked down at his right hand in horror as he left.

Just now when he felt that he was about to suffer disaster, he was in a daze when this hand, as if it had a new will, gave birth to a force that did not belong to him, dragged the strong man on the right over and threw it to the front, blocking disaster.

That set of movements was smooth and flowing, vigorous and powerful, so fast that he didn't even realize it.

But Lu Yiming clearly knew that he had no such intention just now.

Even if he wants to, he's powerless—that man looks like he has a stature of nearly two hundred catties, can he move it?

Lu Yiming loosened his right hand, but it was flexible and free, and there was nothing unusual about it.

what happened?Could it be that he is overthinking?

The author has something to say: It is estimated that I will repair it tomorrow