Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 122 under the sign

Baisu nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay." He clapped his hands and turned around as if he had completed some task, "Where do we go next?"

An Xiangwen was also shocked by Baisu's almost face-to-face questioning. He quickly glanced at the monk to confirm that the other party was not angry, and quickly led Baisu away from this area.

Wei Wenxue, who followed closely behind, bowed to the monk, took the remaining unlit incense, and ran away.

The open space platform in front of the Daxiong Palace is very large, bypassing the incense burner and tripod that had just been burning incense, they quickly came to the left half.

The same layout, there are still many tourists.

Seeing that he could no longer see the monk in front of him, An Xiangwen let out a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death. I always feel that Brother Bai, if you continue talking, you're going to play disco in a minefield."

Baisu didn't understand why humans were so nervous.

He opened his eyes and asked, "Did I do something?"

An Xiangwen choked, and explained: "This is the site of a human temple after all... The performance of the incense burnt is generally disrespectful to the belief, or there is a catastrophe." Look at Baisu offering incense for the first time Action, very close to the first possibility!

After hearing this, Baisu flexed his wrist: "They probably can't beat me."

Wei Wenxue complained: "Mr. Bai, it's not a question of being able to fight but not being able to fight... In a place like a temple, it's better to be more gregarious."

Seeing the black-haired young man looking at her, the flaxen-haired girl had no choice but to say: "It would be very unreasonable for a particularly pious believer to get angry."

Baisu tilted her head: "Miss Wei said that it seems like she has experienced it before."

Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly turned to herself, Wei Wenxue coughed twice, and quickly explained: "Society... I went down to the community during my social internship, and I happened to see it, probably... there is a grandma who must be there Burning incense in the community, other residents disagreed, so they started arguing."

"Is that so—" Baisu drew a long tone.

Wei Wenxue's gray-black eyes enlarged and contracted, she clenched the handle of the box tightly, her feet were pressed back, and she was ready to back away if something went wrong.

She really wondered if the black-haired young man knew something, and felt that the other party's gaze on her had a strange color since he finished lunch.

But Baisu didn't say anything: "Thank you Miss Wei for reminding me."

He let go of the flaxen-haired girl who seemed a little uneasy because of his drawn out tone.

He took the map received at the entrance of the mountain gate from An Xiangwen, looked down for a while, and then pointed to a certain place and said, "This way, I read it on the Internet, saying that you must participate in the blessing here." , I will pass by first to ask for a visa, or you can go and ask for it."

"What do you think, Miss Wei?"

"Go... go."

The apparent harmony was once again maintained.

……

When looking at this temple on the Internet, I can only search for hype and praise words, which are said to be efficacious and useful, and there are very few negative reviews.

After entering the Fuzhao Temple, the structure up to the Daxiong Hall is quite regular. There are halls and small towers, and all the monks are also in order.

The three of them did not go into the Daxiong Hall to see the Buddha, but only glanced at the most eye-catching golden statue in the middle from the outside.

Still not the usual appearance of Buddha, asking is the characteristic of Fuzhao Temple.

But those tourists believed it, and few people maintained objections.

An Xiangwen: "Speaking of which, what about those devout believers I saw when I was climbing the mountain?"

Wei Wenxue: "What?"

An Xiangwen: "At the viewing platform, I told Brother Bai that they were so exhausted that they kept working hard, who knew they were stared at..."

Wei Wenxue: "...With all due respect, Mr. An, you are no better than Mr. Bai, are you?"

An Xiangwen: "Don't scold, don't scold, the person who changed his mind will leave! But isn't the temple just this big...why didn't you see anyone?"

Baisu: "Go to the back."

An Xiangwen: "What?"

Baisu raised his head from the posture of holding a notebook, and pointed towards the back of the side hall: "Over there, behind."

An Xiangwen looked over in confusion, but he couldn't see clearly across the Daxiong Hall: "Brother Bai, did you see it?"

Baisu didn't affirm or deny, just picked up a pen and continued to write on the paper.

An Xiangwen didn't get a reply, so he hung his head and looked over curiously, but he didn't get too close, and even stood on tiptoe to get a little further away.

Consecrate statues... build... classify believers...

Because of the distance, An Xiangwen caught a glimpse of a fragment of words, and just seeing this made him shrink his neck, stand back where he was, and say nothing.

Alas, Brother Bai, he actually...

The curly-haired young man pinched his chin with a worried face, wondering what he was thinking about, and Wei Wenxue looked this way twice in his trance.

Wei Wenxue: What's wrong with these two men?
Bai Li was writing something, An Xiangwen was in a daze, and they had been standing at the place where they were asking for a lottery for a while, now it was their turn, and if they didn't move any further, the people in line behind might have some objections.

There was no other way, the flaxen-haired girl had no choice but to step forward, took out the money for three people from her pocket, and patted it on the table.

She will definitely be reimbursed when she goes back, absolutely!
Wei Wenxue puffed her face and said, "Please sign, for three people."

The impatient monk looked better, quickly accepted the money, and asked, "What are you asking?"

Wei Wenxue asked about her fortune, but otherwise she turned to look at the two behind her.

An Xiangwen pulled away from his thoughts, thought for a while, and said, "Ask about work, I have to find a job when I go back... Hey, isn't Miss Wei asking about work?"

Wei Wenxue hesitated for a moment, and said that when she prayed for blessings, she would think about work, and wealth luck would include work.

On the other side, Baisu finally finished writing his notes, stuffed the notebook into his bag, and replied, "Ask about the fortune of the last two days."

Wei Wenxue's lottery was Zhongping, and An Xiangwen's was Zhongji. Although they can't be called the best, they are both acceptable.

On the contrary, Baisu looked at the sign at the end of the signature and frowned.

It's interesting to sign under...

What kind of situation does he encounter, can it be called the luck of the lottery?

Seeing the opportunity to do business, the monk next to him waved his hands pretending to be unfathomable, and motioned them to come over: "My benefactor, do you need to release the lottery? I can tell you how to do it to turn the bad luck into good fortune."

Facing the human monk's invitation, Baisu flicked his wrist and accepted the sign.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "No, I think I can solve it myself."

Seeing that he couldn't make any money, the monk immediately leaned back in his chair, and fell asleep again, looking very snobbish.

There are quite a few monks like this in the monastery.

The three of them left from the sign-seeking place, and An Xiangwen said in relief, "It's okay, Brother Bai, this kind of lottery is generally a psychological effect."

"Really?" Baisu's light voice came from the front, "But I think the worst will really happen."

what's the situation?I don't know, anyway, it can't be worse than exposing the monster's identity.

(End of this chapter)