He has a very low sense of existence in other people's children

Sign on.

Fang Qiu looked at the bamboo stick in his hand with slight surprise.

The monk standing aside was a little puzzled when he saw Fang Qiu holding the lottery, and kindly reminded him: "Almsgiver, if you want to release the lottery, please go through the door on the right."

Fang Qiu withdrew his gaze from looking at the bamboo stick: "No, I'll try it with my friends."

"Okay, then please give me the lottery." The monk seemed to draw lots like Fang Qiu, and there were many people who were puzzled by the lottery. There was no other expression on his face, and he said kindly to Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu took a few steps towards the monk, stretched out his hand holding the bamboo stick, and handed the stick to the monk.

The monk looked at the bamboo stick and stretched out his hand to take it, but when he saw clearly the fortune on the bamboo stick, his hand paused, and a trace of surprise crossed his face.

This was the first sign he saw today.

Fang Qiu looked at the monk in front of him who was fine before, but now he suddenly stopped taking the lottery, doubts flashed in his eyes.

The monk raised his head and smiled at Fang Qiu. He didn't accept the lottery handed over by Fang Qiu, but just withdrew his hand and clasped his hands together: "Almsgiver, this is the first lottery I saw today, or you... or go to my master. Bro, let's untie the sign?"

Listening to what the monk said was really like a sales pitch, Fang Qiu looked at the monk with something wrong.

The monk also noticed that Fang Qiu's expression was different from just now, as if he regarded him as a monk cheating money, and couldn't help smiling: "Don't worry, benefactor, we don't charge money for undoing lottery here, it's just based on the eyes of the brothers."

The vigilance in Fang Qiu's heart was dispelled by the monk's words, but he was still not very interested in solving the lottery: "Thank you for your kindness."

Seeing that Fang Qiu didn't seem to be moved at all, the monk knew that he really didn't want to release the lottery, so he dismissed the idea of ​​continuing to persuade him: "Okay, please give me the lottery, please."

Fang Qiu raised the hand holding the bamboo stick again and handed it to the monk.

"It's quite strange to sign on the sign, and the meaning of the small characters is quite strange."

Fang Qiu thought about giving the lottery and was finally able to go out.

At this time, a clear and clear youthful voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

In an instant, Fang Qiu was about to hand over the lottery to the monk, but was grabbed by one hand.

Fang Qiu turned around and quickly looked at the person who had taken the lottery.

It was a young monk about fourteen or five years old with a shaved head. The young monk was not wearing a gray cloth like the monk next to him, but a red cassock.

When Fang Qiu looked at the young monk, the young monk was holding Fang Qiu's lottery and was amazed.

The monk also saw the young monk, and his eyes flashed with helplessness.

"Uncle Master." The monk called to the young monk.

When Fang Qiu heard this address, he looked at them in astonishment.

The little monk shallowly responded to the monk's call, holding the bamboo stick and continuing to study the small characters on it.

The monk had no choice but to look at Fang Qiu and apologize to him: "Excuse me, benefactor, this is my uncle, a monk named Jingpin."

"Uncle, he likes to study the implication of the small characters on the signature. It is possible to see the lottery you just drew out. The small characters on it are rare, so I took it without your permission."

Fang Qiu looked at the little monk who had been staring at the bamboo stick for a long time without taking his eyes off, and believed in the monk's words: "It's okay, it's for you anyway, let him study it carefully."

"I thank the benefactor on behalf of my uncle." The monk clasped his hands together and bowed down to salute Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu waved his hand to say no thanks, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Two times in this life, the same but different." The little monk staring at the bamboo stick seemed to understand something, and suddenly said.

Fang Qiu heard this, and paused slightly as he walked towards the outside of the hall.

"The cause is different, the result is different."

Fang Qiu's footsteps paused for a moment, and continued to walk outside.

"Believe in yourself, you can always."

"Little uncle, don't just stand here, go in quickly, the next guest will come soon."

"Is there a new sign to solve it?"

"of course."

Fang Qiu walked out of the main hall following the sound of the monk helplessly coaxing the young monk into the back room.

Outside the hall, Chen Sheng had been waiting a long time ago. With Fang Qiu's messenger bag in his arms, he looked into the hall like a husband-watching stone.

Just as Fang Qiu walked out of the hall, Chen Sheng saw Fang Qiu's eyes flashing: "How is it?"

"It's okay." Fang Qiu took the messenger bag from Chen Sheng's arms and said flatly.

Looking at Fang Qiu's expression, Chen Sheng thought that the lottery he drew was not good, and patted Fang Qiu's shoulder with pity: "Thank you for your hard work, brother, wait for my good news."

"There is a place selling souvenirs on the right. If you really don't want to wait for me, just go there and look around. I guess it will take a while."

After Chen Sheng finished speaking, without waiting for Fang Qiu's answer, he rushed into the hall with a full face of excitement.

Fang Qiu cast a contemptuous look at Chen Sheng, who seemed to have a fire burning behind his buttocks, then put the messenger bag back on his back, unlocked the phone, couldn't bear to look directly at the one that was still on the record page, and Chen Sheng helped him call record.

"Here, the teammates didn't report me, did they?" Fang Qiu looked at the record and complained.

He stood by and waited for Chen Sheng to come out, and was about to play another game, when the words of the monk suddenly floated in his mind, and the hand that clicked to return to the interface stopped.

Fang Qiu raised his head and looked at the sky above his head that was completely covered by clouds.

"What you said really made people suddenly realize."

At this time, Fang Qiu had no intention of playing the game, quit the game, checked the time, turned off the screen of the phone, and put it in the bag.

Let's go around.There might be something of interest.he thought.

Fang Qiu took a last look at the gate of the main hall, turned his gaze away, and wandered towards the temple on the right with curiosity.

After walking to the right for a while, Fang Qiu saw a Buddhist hall that was one size smaller than the one he entered just now.

In front of this Buddhist hall, there are many people flowing, and the order is quite good.

Fang Qiu followed the crowd to the hall.

As a result, as soon as he walked in, he was dazzled by the souvenirs on the left and right tables.

Red-brown rosary beads, Buddhist beads, and wooden fish are placed on the left side of the hall, and yellow ones, painted with cinnabar, and various talismans are on the right side of the hall.

Seeing Fang Qiu walking in, a monk seemed to be very interested in the souvenirs in the temple, and greeted him: "Benefactor, these souvenirs were consecrated by the master in the temple. If you are interested, you might as well take some back."

When Fang Qiu heard the word master, he thought of the little monk in the red cassock just now in his mind.

"Is there a monk named Jingpin in your temple?"

When the monk heard Fang Qiu mention Jingpin, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a smile: "I don't know where the benefactor has heard of the name of Master Jingpin."

"I just came from the main hall over there." Fang Qiu pointed to the main hall where he drew lots just now.

The monk seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that today is the turn of Master Jingpin to release the lottery."

"You don't know?" Fang Qiu asked suspiciously.

"I'm not very clear, but today is the first time Master Jingpin came out to entertain guests." The monk explained.

"Benefactor, have you asked the ancestor of the pure product to release the lottery?" The monk seemed to be a little curious about the pure product.

"No, I just met by chance." Fang Qiu said.

The monk's agitated expression dimmed just now.

"Have you never seen Master Jingpin?" Fang Qiu asked.

The monk shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I just heard about it."

"It's okay, maybe you can see it later." Fang Qiu comforted.

After being comforted by Fang Qiu, the monk realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly apologized: "Benefactor, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"It's okay, I'm also very curious about Master Jingpin." Fang Qiu said.

Seeing that Fang Qiu didn't mean to blame, the monk heaved a sigh of relief: "Master, do you want me to introduce these souvenirs to you?"

"Need." A monk delivered it to the door, saving Fang Qiu from being confused while looking at those souvenirs.

The monk accompanied Fang Qiu to the table with souvenirs and introduced him.

"This is a Buddhist bead. We specially put it under the Buddha and worshiped it for a month."

"This is a wooden fish. If you, the benefactor, really can't calm down, you can take the wooden fish back. When you want to calm down, knock on it. It will have a good effect." The monk said while picking up the wooden fish on display and putting it In his hand, he knocked in front of the square ball, and the wooden fish made a dull sound.

Fang Qiu was not very interested in the wooden fish, so he turned his attention to the yellow and orange paper talismans displayed on the right.

Seeing Fang Qiu looking there, the monk walked with him to the paper talisman.

"Here are peace talismans, meditation talismans, and marriage talismans..." the monk introduced Fang Qiu very patiently.

Fang Qiu picked up the paper talisman and looked at it, seeing that it was just a thin yellow piece of paper, he put the paper talisman down again.

"I've been looking at it for so long, I don't know if there is anything you like as a benefactor?" The monk took Fang Qiu to browse the souvenirs in the hall quickly, and asked after seeing Fang Qiu put down the paper talisman with a disinterested expression.

"I don't like anything in particular." Fang Qiu said directly to the monk.

The monk didn't mind at all, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, that means that these things have nothing to do with you, the benefactor, and I won't force it."

Fang Qiu turned his gaze around the souvenirs in the hall, and finally looked back with regret.

Looking at the expression on Fang Qiu's face, the monk knew that he still wanted to bring something back from here, and the word "pure product" flashed in his mind.

He hurriedly stopped Fang Qiu who was about to leave the hall: "Benefactor, wait."

Fang Qiu stopped and turned to look at the monk with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Benefactor, I remember that Master Jingpin once personally consecrated some souvenirs here. I wonder if you are interested?" the monk said.

"Okay, I want to see it." Fang Qiu said.

In fact, Fang Qiu was not interested in the things that the little monk had consecrated, but he thought that Chen Sheng hadn't come out of the hall where the lottery was drawn, and it would be boring to go back and wait. accepted.

"Okay, benefactor, please wait here for a while." After the monk finished speaking, he walked into the main hall.

Fang Qiu waited for a while, and the monk came out with a red cloth package.

The monk chose a table with no souvenirs on it, put the package on it, and opened it immediately.

Fang Qiu looked up there.The package was opened and turned into a red cloth spread under those few things.

"This is a bracelet made of bodhi beads."

"This is the red rope woven by Master Jingpin himself."

"This is the peace talisman drawn by the master."

The monk introduced the three things on the red cloth to Fang Qiu.

"See if you like anything."

Fang Qiu looked at the three items and pondered for a while, then asked, "Are there any rules for taking away souvenirs?"

The monk said: "You just need to burn incense sticks."

"Incense needs to be purchased from the monk over there."

Under the watchful eyes of the monks, Fang Qiu bought three sticks of incense in front of the monk's stall, lit them in front of the Buddha statue in the temple, and inserted them into the incense burner.

After he finished all this, he turned and walked towards the monk.

The monk looked at him with a smile on his face, then took a step back.

Fang Qiu stood in front of the table with the red cloth and paused for a while, then stretched out his hand to the red cloth.