I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

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The most expensive one is a large incense stick that is almost one meter tall, thick and yellow, and wrapped with exquisite talismans. It costs five hundred yuan per stick.

Although the temple does not have a rule that prohibits worshipping Buddha without buying incense, most Chinese people are not stingy about such things, so the incense money for Heming Temple is estimated to be tens of thousands per day.

During holidays like May Day, the cost would be over 100,000 yuan.

That would be hundreds of thousands a month and millions a year.

Considering that the entire temple, including the abbot and monks, probably has no more than twenty people... we can only say that the profitability is terribly high.

It is estimated that 90% of listed companies do not make this much money.

What's more, in addition to incense money, Heming Temple has many other ways to generate income.

"..."

Standing under a big Bodhi tree, Lu Chen looked at Qingbao who was slowly moving forward in the team for a while, and then his gaze turned to the side hall not far away.

One on the left and one on the right. The one on the left is called "Qingbao Pavilion" and the one on the right is called "The toilet is 100 meters ahead"

Oh no, this is the slogan written on the wall.

The side hall on the right has no name, but there is a small sign outside the door with an A4 paper printed with "Pray for Fortune in Marriage".

It seems perfunctory, but there are still many tourists coming in and out, which shows that strength does not require overly gorgeous packaging.

Looking at the small sign, Lu Chen couldn't help but recall the conversation he had just had with Qingbao.

"Don't you count it?"

"Hmm? Why should I count?"

When saying this, Qin Wanqing had a puzzled look on her face, and she obviously felt that her "marriage" was already very clear, and there was no need to spend this money anymore.

So she just bought three incense sticks and planned to go to the main temple to worship and pray that her operation would be successful.

Although Qingbao thought that he didn't need to do this, Lu Chen...

"cough."

After taking a look at Qingbao who was already in the middle of the line, he coughed guiltily and walked silently towards the side hall.

It’s not that I have any other ideas.

Just pure curiosity...

......

Bluestone floor tiles, tall red pillars, and a noisy atmosphere.

The layout of the side hall was a bit like a job fair, with seven or eight stalls. Behind each stall sat a monk in a monk's robe, and on the table were a bamboo tube and a small red box.

The payment code is on the front of the small box.

After standing at the door and watching for a while, Lu Chen finally chose the stall with the least people and started queuing.

There were three people in front of him, and a woman who looked to be around 40 years old was sitting in front of the stall.

She looked nervous and kept asking the monk when she would meet her "true love".

The monk glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand and replied regretfully:

"No chance."

"Ah? What do you mean?"

"It means you have missed your destined person and you will never meet him/her again in this life."

"... Bah! I think you are just trying to swindle money!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then became furious, stood up and stormed away.

When Lu Chen saw this scene, he was instantly filled with awe.

Hmm? It looks pretty reliable!

If you just want to make money, you shouldn't say such offensive words.

Is there really such a saying?

Looking at the woman who walked out of the side hall cursing, Lu Chen suddenly felt that the Heming Temple seemed to be indeed different from those fortune tellers on the street.

Then after another five or six minutes, when the three people in front of him finished counting, he sat down in front of the stall and without saying a word, pulled out a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube.

He just observed it.

There is no clear charge for drawing lots and interpreting the divinations, and the amount of money given is purely voluntary.

If the result is good, one or two hundred is not too much.

If the result is bad like that woman, the monk won't say anything if you don't give money.

"Master, what's wrong with me?"

Handing the pulled out bamboo stick to the bald monk, Lu Chen looked expectant, intending to see if his "true love" was Qingbao.

Or maybe it was what Xia Yunian said, the world was divided into three kingdoms.

In short, unlike others, he was not nervous, just a little curious.

On the contrary, the "master" on the opposite side suddenly had a strange expression the moment he took the bamboo stick.

"Ok?"

The monk hummed softly, frowned and looked at the bamboo stick, then looked up at Lu Chen. After a long while, he muttered in confusion:

"Your signature is a bit strange..."

"The cassia twigs bring spring, the precious lanterns bring auspiciousness, if you see the water of the Milky Way, old friends will be happy to continue their relationship..."

speak English!

Lu Chen was confused and asked doubtfully, "Master, what do you mean?"

"It means you have three destined marriages."

The bald monk's words shocked everyone. Not only did Lu Chen's eyes widen instantly, but even the people queuing behind him looked over immediately.

Damn it?

Is this really a perfect match? ?

Lu Chen was stunned for a few seconds, then came to his senses and asked again: "Master, so I have to get married three times in my life?"

"Marriage is marriage, and a wife is a wife."

The master's answer was easy to understand: "There are three women who are destined to be with you, and the fate between you and them is very deep, but they may not all be your wives."

As Lu Chen's eyes gradually turned from surprise to astonishment, the monk paused for a moment before muttering to himself:

"Osmanthus symbolizes wealth and prosperity, and can ensure your fortune."

"The precious lantern symbolizes good fortune and luck, and can keep you healthy."

"Tianhe is the Milky Way, the boundary between heaven and earth, and has the most different meanings."

"In short, you are destined to have these three women, and they are all your old friends."

"Old friend?"

Lu Chen was quite excited at first, but suddenly he became confused again.

According to the monk, osmanthus obviously corresponds to the little rich woman, the precious lantern corresponds to Qingbao, and the Milky Way corresponds to Xia Yunian.

But what happened to the old friend? ?

When did they become my old friends?

"No, Master. I agree with what you said before, but this old friend..."

"Don't you understand, old friend?"

The monk squinted his eyes and said, "It's someone you've known for a long time, a childhood sweetheart or something like that."

My goodness, why do I feel like you are looking down on me?

Lu Chen's mouth twitched: "I understand. Master, I also know who these three people you are talking about are, but I didn't know them before."

"You are wrong. The three people you think are your destined ones are not your destined ones."

The bald monk looked at Lu Chen angrily and said, "Young man, you are so lucky. Scan the code."

"...Master, can I ask you another question?"

"Scan the code first."

"..."

Depend on......

Lu Chen muttered something, took out his phone and scanned the code. He first typed in 100, hesitated for a moment and changed it to 200. After completing the payment, he showed it to the monk.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time he paid for knowledge besides tuition.

"Master, can I ask you now?"

"Well, ask."

"Which of these three people you mentioned is more powerful?"

"More powerful?"

"Oh, it just means that we have a deeper connection."

"I don't know that."

The bald monk shook his head and glanced at the door of the side hall.

"But I know you're going to get into a little trouble later."

"..."

Little trouble?

Hearing the monk's words, combined with the direction of his gaze, Lu Chen was stunned and immediately felt something was wrong.