The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss
Chapter 300 Marriage lottery, upper lottery
Jianshan Temple, which has never been crowded, welcomed two unusual pilgrims today.
The first little benefactor would go up the mountain to pay respects to his relatives at the same time every year. After visiting a few more times, the monks in the temple also had a certain impression of him.
But what he asked for made the old monk feel a little surprised.
Just this second...
The old monk looked at the benefactor with a cold expression in front of him, and he could see through his body that he couldn't conceal the murderous aura; to have such an aura, his hands were probably stained with a lot of blood.
The important place of Buddhism is also the door of repentance for many people in the world.
He closed his eyes and recited a sentence of the Buddha's name, and continued to sit on the chair with the old god on the ground, waiting for Qin Sili to draw and release the lottery.
But unfortunately he stood in the hall, stopped in front of the Buddha and stared at it for a long time, but there was still no movement; after a while, the old monk heard Qin Sili say slowly: "Five years ago, I didn't believe in Buddha."
Later, his lover was covered in blood, and he heard her weak cry for help from his dream, and when he woke up, he only grasped the darkness.
At that moment, he knelt in the sunny eastern land, piously begging all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, only wishing that she could live in exchange for her.
Even if it requires him to pay a huge price, he will not hesitate.
"As a benefactor, if you believe in it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it. Everyone has a predestined relationship, and we don't force it."
"The master is free and easy."
Quietly, the sound of unfamiliar footsteps enveloped the main hall again. The old monk raised his eyes slowly, and saw a group of bodyguards disguised as pilgrims as expected.
——The small Jianshan Temple welcomes as many people as it takes in half a month in one day, and you still praise them.
"The benefactor is absurd."
The bamboo tube was held by Qin Sili in a gentle manner, and his hands shook a few times, and he pulled out the signature that he wanted without any hesitation.
"Trouble, Master."
Once again, Master Kongya felt that the Buddha was being teased. Although his heart was full of helplessness, he was still helpless.
——No.11 lottery, marriage lottery, top up.
"If you ask for what you want, the donor doesn't need to be too hasty, wait patiently, and what you ask for will finally come true. It's a lottery."
Even though he drew the lottery on purpose, Qin Sili was still very satisfied.
The knuckles with well-defined muscles and bones were lifted lightly, and with a subtle gesture, someone threw several gold bars into the merit box in front of Kuya the next moment.
The sound of metal collisions echoed in the silent hall, as if there was a tendency to linger for three days.
Rao is used to being pure-hearted and ascetic, but Sora still couldn't help being shocked.
This money is enough for them to repair the Buddha statue.
After the lottery was released, Qin Sili still had no intention of leaving; he raised his eyes sideways to look at the compassionate Buddha, and his lips curved slightly.
Thinking of the purpose of this trip, his eyes became warmer.
"One is to ask the master to release the lottery. Second, I hope the master can promise me one thing."
Kong also lowered his eyes and bowed slightly: "Please tell me, benefactor."
In the next second, Qin Sili slowly placed a small, jet-black exquisite wooden box on the nanmu table, right next to the sign on it.
"I hope Master can help me and my wife get married."
Master Kongya, who just finished speaking, can't be too hasty: ...
What's wrong?Is his expression not clear enough, or his language expression is not clear, did this benefactor not listen to a word at all?
"The benefactor." Kong also pushed the No.11 lottery forward, indicating, "It's only a matter of time before you get what you want, and there is no need to intervene too much."
"If it backfires, I'm afraid the gain outweighs the loss."
The first little benefactor would go up the mountain to pay respects to his relatives at the same time every year. After visiting a few more times, the monks in the temple also had a certain impression of him.
But what he asked for made the old monk feel a little surprised.
Just this second...
The old monk looked at the benefactor with a cold expression in front of him, and he could see through his body that he couldn't conceal the murderous aura; to have such an aura, his hands were probably stained with a lot of blood.
The important place of Buddhism is also the door of repentance for many people in the world.
He closed his eyes and recited a sentence of the Buddha's name, and continued to sit on the chair with the old god on the ground, waiting for Qin Sili to draw and release the lottery.
But unfortunately he stood in the hall, stopped in front of the Buddha and stared at it for a long time, but there was still no movement; after a while, the old monk heard Qin Sili say slowly: "Five years ago, I didn't believe in Buddha."
Later, his lover was covered in blood, and he heard her weak cry for help from his dream, and when he woke up, he only grasped the darkness.
At that moment, he knelt in the sunny eastern land, piously begging all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, only wishing that she could live in exchange for her.
Even if it requires him to pay a huge price, he will not hesitate.
"As a benefactor, if you believe in it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it. Everyone has a predestined relationship, and we don't force it."
"The master is free and easy."
Quietly, the sound of unfamiliar footsteps enveloped the main hall again. The old monk raised his eyes slowly, and saw a group of bodyguards disguised as pilgrims as expected.
——The small Jianshan Temple welcomes as many people as it takes in half a month in one day, and you still praise them.
"The benefactor is absurd."
The bamboo tube was held by Qin Sili in a gentle manner, and his hands shook a few times, and he pulled out the signature that he wanted without any hesitation.
"Trouble, Master."
Once again, Master Kongya felt that the Buddha was being teased. Although his heart was full of helplessness, he was still helpless.
——No.11 lottery, marriage lottery, top up.
"If you ask for what you want, the donor doesn't need to be too hasty, wait patiently, and what you ask for will finally come true. It's a lottery."
Even though he drew the lottery on purpose, Qin Sili was still very satisfied.
The knuckles with well-defined muscles and bones were lifted lightly, and with a subtle gesture, someone threw several gold bars into the merit box in front of Kuya the next moment.
The sound of metal collisions echoed in the silent hall, as if there was a tendency to linger for three days.
Rao is used to being pure-hearted and ascetic, but Sora still couldn't help being shocked.
This money is enough for them to repair the Buddha statue.
After the lottery was released, Qin Sili still had no intention of leaving; he raised his eyes sideways to look at the compassionate Buddha, and his lips curved slightly.
Thinking of the purpose of this trip, his eyes became warmer.
"One is to ask the master to release the lottery. Second, I hope the master can promise me one thing."
Kong also lowered his eyes and bowed slightly: "Please tell me, benefactor."
In the next second, Qin Sili slowly placed a small, jet-black exquisite wooden box on the nanmu table, right next to the sign on it.
"I hope Master can help me and my wife get married."
Master Kongya, who just finished speaking, can't be too hasty: ...
What's wrong?Is his expression not clear enough, or his language expression is not clear, did this benefactor not listen to a word at all?
"The benefactor." Kong also pushed the No.11 lottery forward, indicating, "It's only a matter of time before you get what you want, and there is no need to intervene too much."
"If it backfires, I'm afraid the gain outweighs the loss."
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