"Brother, what were you and your sisters doing? Why did it take you so long to come back?" The younger sister looked suspicious, asking questions like a petty person.
Zhang Heng smiled and did not explain, because someone helped him explain. Sure enough, Guo Chunyan immediately pulled his sister aside, and in less than thirty seconds, she diverted her attention and shouted that she wanted to see the elephant.
After that, he walked through other places he had not been to before, and Zhang Heng also put the two fierce objects back into the space in time to avoid causing more trouble.
Finally, I paid two yuan for the ticket and entered the temple next door. I planned to burn some incense and bring an end to today's tour. It was already getting late.
But he didn't know that Hushan was bustling with activity at this time. He didn't know that Shaojia TV and newspaper reporters rushed over. Although the beasts had returned to their usual lazy state, what do reporters do? They have to make news if there is no news.
Profession, not to mention how many audiences there are to interview.
In the end, I really dug up a lot of information, because almost all the animals in the zoo have had abnormal behaviors today. This is the news material, and I directly prepared a news report that attracted people's attention: "Today, let's look at the animals in the zoo collectively.
Is the riot a natural disaster or a riot?"
As soon as a similar report came out, it caused a small stir on the Internet and in real life. It even attracted the attention of a cheating column team on Circle TV, and almost produced a movie: "Why are the ligers and tigers in the zoo screaming collectively during the day?"
?Why do hundreds of monkeys become pregnant overnight? Why are a group of mares repeatedly raped? Why are hippopotamus bathing cloths frequently stolen?... Behind all of this, is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality. Is it sexual explosion or hunger and thirst?
Feeling helpless? Please pay attention to the xxx column, let us follow the camera into the inner world of the beast..."
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"Drawing lots also collects money according to grade?" Zhang Heng asked in astonishment the nun in front of him. She might not be considered a nun. She had no hair and was just wearing a Buddhist hat. But this place is a temple. In fact, this is a common thing. Now in the temple
Not only monks live there, but also nuns, eh!
"It's thirty-five yuan to sign up and down... It's only five yuan to sign down and pay for each time!" The old nun replied in a formulaic way. It seemed that she had said this a thousand times.
"Brother, I won't draw lots. Let's go to the front and walk the Arhat Steps." My sister whispered, probably because she thought drawing lots was too expensive. The so-called Arhat Steps means walking in front of the Eighteen Arhats based on your age, birth date, etc.
The Arhat you see when you stop is your natal Arhat. It is a common rule in temples, but not many people know it.
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Draw, Xiaoyi, you try to draw the best one and sign it up." He couldn't help but lamented that it was really dark. Drawing a good lot meant more money. Zhang Heng couldn't help but think evilly, could it be that most of the lot is in the bucket?
Are they all signed?
Then he said: "Squad leader, cousin, Li Xing. You all come to draw lots and give it a try. I'll treat you."
"Haha, little handsome guy, you are so unique. You either feed us grass or draw lots. It doesn't feel right." Li Xing joked, but he was the first one to get the bucket. This lot
The design of the bucket is also amazing. Shake it a few times and some sticks will fall out. Of course, several sticks may fall out at the same time, so you can shake it again.
"Hey, I just won the lottery." Li Xing exclaimed with some dissatisfaction, but this lottery also relies on trust. Even if the lottery is not good, it cannot be drawn again, because one draw usually means that within half a year or one year
's destiny.
An unharmonious voice sounded, and the old nun said: "The winning number is twenty-five yuan, and the number is thirty-eight. Write down the number and go to the left. There is a senior monk inside who will interpret the lot. Pay the money here first."
"Ahem~~!" Zhang Heng almost choked at this tone. As expected, the consumption levels in big cities are different. The lottery in the village temple only costs two yuan, and the lottery is done directly on the spot. Not to mention how kind and enthusiastic the monks are.
It's like this is just going through the motions.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Charge it to my account and calculate it together later."
When the old nun heard this, she gave up and put the lot back into the bamboo bucket and asked who would shake it next.
My sister stepped forward to take it, and after shaking it for a while, a sign fell out. She was so happy that her eyebrows were bent, but immediately she frowned again because the nun's voice sounded again: "The sign is thirty yuan, the number is ninety."
, write down the number...the total is fifty-five yuan."
Xiao Yin moved his hand, patted Zhang Heng on the back, and said coquettishly: "Anyway, you made so much money selling cherry news, so I won't save it for you. Let me draw one and sign it."
But the lottery was so easy to draw, but Xiao Yin also drew the lottery, and the number was eighty-nine, which added up to thirty yuan.
Then my cousin won the lottery (the upper lot), Hu Xue's was the winner, Yan Dayong was upset, he drew the lower lot, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his body was trembling, he shouted to burn incense quickly, his round face
The one he got was the winner of the lottery, which was two levels higher than Yan Dayong, but he was still a few steps behind everyone else, and his face was not very good-looking either.
"Zhang Heng, it's your turn. Now there is no one to win the lottery. I hope you win the lottery!" Li Xing said with a twitching eyebrow.
"Ahem, hasn't the top sign come out yet?" Zhang Heng said and took the bamboo bucket and shook it a few times. Unexpectedly, a top sign actually came out. He said directly without the nun's explanation.
: "Sign it, thirty-five yuan, number ninety-five..."
"Yes, the total accumulated is one hundred and eighty-five yuan, please pay first and then unlock the certificate!" The nun added without changing her expression, which made people sigh that this old nun has a good understanding of Zen and is actually quite good at arithmetic...
…
Zhang Heng happily handed over the money, and then the group started clamoring to get the lottery done. Even Yan Dayong, who won the lottery and placed the lottery, was very active and probably asked the eminent monk to show him the way.
"What's strange is that this ninety-five emperor lottery was actually drawn by a young man, and that little girl also won the ninety lottery. It's incredible. This money will shorten your life." The old nun murmured, her face
With a rich expression on his face, he stood up and walked to another hall, ignoring other tourists' requests for signatures, and quickly put the money he just received into the merit box...
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"You have offended a noble person recently. If you want to be saved, you have to ask that noble person for forgiveness." The person who spoke was the old monk who interpreted the lot. He had a kind-faced look and his eyebrows were all white. He looked like an eminent monk, but this lot
The article was actually printed into a small slip of paper. The old monk found it according to the number and just explained in passing that the money was a bit too good to make.
But Yan Dayong took the small note and felt like he had found a treasure. After thanking the old monk profusely, he went aside to think about it alone.
Who would have thought that the next round-faced fortune teller would have a different meaning, and it would also offend the noble man.
It turns out that Li Xing's signature is because he met a noble person, so he can win the lottery, and Guo Chunyan's signature is similar to Li Xing's.
Zhang Heng was a little speechless at this time. If there was no such thing, he would either bump into a noble person or meet a noble person. Not to mention interpreting a fortune, even the fortune teller at the roadside stall would not be so full of loopholes.
Without thinking, the monk said again: "Yes, female donor, you have met a noble person."
This time it was the squad leader's signature. When Xiao Yin heard it, she couldn't help but say: "Master, can you not say noble people, but also say something else?" She has always been carefree, and she will say whatever she wants.
Not that much scruples either.
Zhang Heng watched with amusement. He actually wanted to say this just now, but he was afraid of being rude, so he endured it.
The eminent monk was worthy of being an eminent monk. He was not surprised when he heard the words. He called the Buddha and said with a serious face: "Female donor, the old monk will answer how you write in the signature, and don't lie!"
Come on, let's continue to solve it. You've given me the money, but you have to get at least a piece of paper in exchange.
"Little benefactor, you have met a great nobleman." The old monk said to his younger sister Xiaoyi in a somewhat excited tone. But if it was the first time he said this just now, he might have aroused everyone's attention. However, as soon as the answer came out, no one
Swearing loudly on the spot was already in the name of the Buddha.
Zhang Heng was helpless and looked at the time. It was already getting late, so he didn't intend to argue and said directly: "I am number ninety-five. Please explain."
"What, number ninety-five?" The old monk stood up suddenly. He was still a bit old-fashioned. He even picked up a pair of reading glasses from somewhere and put them on. His cloudy eyes stared blankly through the lenses.
looked at Zhang Heng.
"What? There's something wrong with the number 95? I did draw the number 95 and signed it." Zhang Heng asked doubtfully.
The old monk immediately became more excited and said in a trembling tone: "Donor, noble man, great noble man, no, Buddha said: I can't say!"
"Master, do you want to say that he has also met a noble person?" Xiao Yin raised her delicate little face and interjected, with a smile on her eyes.
The old monk looked excited, but he was even more excited in his heart. It turned out to be the Nine-Five Emperor Lot. How could this be possible? He couldn't solve this lot, and he couldn't find anyone who could. He simply followed the answer: "The female donor has a strong sense of wisdom and speaks a lot.
Winning, that’s what it means.”
Zhang Heng was stunned, did this old monk study acting before becoming a monk?
Well, in the end, the old monk actually told him that there was no note to sign the sign, and he could only dictate it. The sign had been solved just now, and that was it. They could move out of the way and give up their position to the back.
people.
Zhang Heng immediately swore that he could enter the temple in the future, but he would never draw lots again. It would be a waste of money and sadness!
The signing was over, but it also wiped out everyone's interest. At the same time, it also made everyone feel that this temple was not good, so they had no intention of visiting and went straight outside to meet the middle-aged driver and go home.
Just as I walked to the gate, suddenly there was a hurried shout from behind: "Donor, please wait a moment. Donor No. 95, please stay..."
ps: Today’s four chapters are 9,000 words, and tomorrow there will be an update of 12,000 words!