Spear Teacher

The dead teacher talked for a long time, but still couldn't make sense.

Jiang Qiyu promised the online family to report the progress at any time, and heard Yu Xiaoyu's slightly excited voice:

"Sister Yu, it's raining today, but the door is still open!"

Originally, Guangling Temple does not receive incense visitors every day. On the way here, she kept saying that it must not close the door to welcome visitors because it is raining today.

When she arrived at the parking place and saw the sign saying "welcoming guests today", she shouted excitedly.

"Sister Yu, we are so lucky today!"

Yu Xiaoyu found a parking space and turned off the engine. Then she turned to look at Jiang Qiyu beside her and said mysteriously:

"Go and worship, maybe it will be effective!"

"......"

Looking at Yu Xiaoyu's excited expression, Jiang Qiyu put away her phone and nodded calmly:

"Between asking others and asking yourself, you chose to ask Buddha, okay."

The two got out of the car, and she didn't let Yu Xiaoyu hold an umbrella for her.

Instead, she climbed up the steps step by step with an umbrella.

They came here by chance today. It was raining, and there were almost no people in front of the temple.

And the air was a little cool today because of the rain. Jiang Qiyu, who was wrapped tightly, was not conspicuous walking in the rain with an umbrella.

Guangling Temple was not big. The two of them worshipped the Buddha statue in accordance with the rules, and Yu Xiaoyu quickly pulled her to the back of the Buddhist hall.

First, she was afraid that her sister would shake the divination again on a whim, and she would break other people's divination sticks if she was not satisfied.

Second, it was for the destination of today's trip to Guangling Temple-

"Sister Yu, look!"

Yu Xiaoyu pointed to a huge tree with lush branches and leaves hidden in the misty rain not far away with a little excitement:

"This is the most famous attraction in Guangling Temple, the Yue Lao Tree. I heard it is very effective!"

Looking in the direction of her finger, Jiang Qiyu saw the Yue Lao Tree she mentioned.

From a distance, it looks like a huge green umbrella, standing against the wind, with branches hanging naturally, tied with colorful ribbons.

When the wind blows, the ribbons flutter and swing with the wind, creating a spectacular and dreamy scene.

As the two walked under the tree, Yu Xiaoyu took out his phone to introduce the background information of the tree:

"According to calculations, this tree is more than 400 years old. There was a very popular post on the Internet before, saying that if you put a sign here and write your name and your sweetheart's name on it, if you throw it up and it hangs on the tree, it proves that these two people are inseparable!"

"......"

Jiang Qiyu looked up at the ribbons on the ancient tree, then turned around and looked at Yu Xiaoyu with a hint of sarcasm:

"What? Do you have someone you like?"

When Yu Xiaoyu heard this, he looked like he was touched by something, and he lowered his head shyly and said:

"No way. ....."

"It's human nature, I understand it all." Jiang Qiyu smiled knowingly, pointing to the ribbon-selling pavilion under the tree and said:

"Go ahead, buy a ribbon and write his name on it."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up again, pulling her arm excitedly and said:

"Sister Yu, you also think this place is very effective, right? !"

But Jiang Qiyu pulled her wrist out very rationally, and shook her head seriously:

"Only after you do it will you know what it means that even gods can't help you."

"......"

Although she said so, she still followed Yu Xiaoyu into the pavilion.

Inside, a young monk was selling colorful ribbons to several men and women who came in the rain.

Jiang Qiyu was a materialist, and had no great interest in these idealistic things, so he sat on the side and let Yu Xiaoyu squeeze over to be the scapegoat.

She took out her phone and took a photo of the Yue Lao tree outside the pavilion.

[We are all idiots, what's there to fight about]: [Picture]

[One fuck is out of control]: No way? Seeking marriage?

[Shawshank's aunt]: idiot teacher, this is not like you.

[KFC Crazy Thursday Substitute Xiao Wu]: You might as well put a curse on the security captain.

She was about to reply that it was the cleaning foreman who believed this, but before she could type, a bright yellow ribbon appeared in front of her.

"?"

"Sister Yu, since you're here." Yu Xiaoyu stuffed the bright yellow ribbon in his hand into Jiang Qiyu's arms and grinned at her:

"I also bought one for you, let's write it together!"

"For me?"

Jiang Qiyu looked at the ribbon that was forced into her arms in confusion, and squinted at the stingy assistant:

"Are you so generous?"

"Of course... not." Yu Xiaoyu was seen through by her scrutinizing eyes, and no longer stubborn, smiling and scratching his face:

"Buy one get one free for 99."

After saying that, he turned around and secretly looked forIn a place where no one is, she sticks her butt up and writes her name.

Jiang Qiyu has no interest in who she likes, so she didn't go over to see.

Bored, she shook the ribbon in her hand, which was of good texture, and stood up to ask the monk for a pen, and spread out the prayer ribbon in her hand.

Then she wrote on it without hesitation.

As soon as she finished writing, her phone vibrated twice.

Putting down the pen, she clicked on the WeChat message reminder.

[Yu: What are you doing? ]

Jiang Qiyu didn't think much about it and answered truthfully:

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: pray to Buddha. ]

[Yu: What to pray for? ]

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: Yu Xiaoyu gave me a ribbon and asked me to write my name on it to pray for marriage. ]

[Yu: What did you write? ]

She smiled and took a photo directly.

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: [Picture]]

In the picture, the black handwriting on the bright yellow ribbon has not yet dried. There is no excessive expectation, only two names are written brightly-

"Jiang Qiyu x God of Wealth"

[Yu:......]

After seeing the picture, Qi Yu's heart choked, but then he was relieved quickly.

It is indeed her style.

His lingering eyes gently passed over the name on the ribbon, and he continued to reply.

[Yu: Can you ask for one for me? ]

[Whoever is poked with shit by a spear will die: One hundred. ]

[Yu: [Transfer 5,300 yuan]]

"......"

Looking at the transfer record on the screen, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help but grin.

Just when he was about to put on airs and persuade him not to love too much, he saw another message from the other side.

【Yu: Just write Qi Yu×God of Wealth】

“…”

The corners of her mouth that had just opened were instantly retracted.

【Yu: Don’t forget to take a photo for me after you finish writing. 】

She paused, gnashed her teeth and replied: [OK]

Taking money to do things for others, Jiang Qiyu spent a hundred yuan to ask the monk for two more ribbons.

One was bright green, and the other was warm red.

She narrowed her eyes, unfolded the green one, and wrote without hesitation.

《Qi Yu×God of Wealth》