The dignified King Kang and Princess Kang did not use their privileges to drive pilgrims out, but they actually...
queue?!
How can royal nobles and ordinary people line up together in this world?
Not only Ye Yangtian was dumbfounded, but the old abbot and the young novice monk were also dumbfounded. They felt that since King Kang and Princess Kang were unwilling to use their privileges to clear out the entire temple, they could go in directly.
What does it mean to stand in line under the bright sun?
As for the broad masses of the people, they could not be more stupid. Everyone looked back collectively and saw the noble man and woman standing behind them...
Finally, the old abbot was the first to come to his senses. He cleared his throat, clasped his hands together, and said to Prince Kang and Princess Kang: "Amitabha, Prince and Princess, you two don't have to line up here. I will wait for you to go directly into the hall to offer incense."
Can."
When Yun Jingchu saw that the old abbot had not left, he followed him, so he persuaded him again: "Abbott, go and do your work. Don't worry about us. We probably won't be able to finish it in a while."
The old abbot looked at Baili Wushang in embarrassment again.
Baili Wushang still said the same thing: "Listen to the princess."
The old abbot was depressed. He could neither leave nor stay.
At this moment, there was a low murmur in the crowd in front, and then they started to move, and the crowd left one after another...
Just when Yun Jingchu was still wondering why no one was offering any incense, Yun Jingchu noticed that everyone was walking behind them and queuing up again behind them. The long queue in front of them disappeared in an instant, leaving only
The vast open space...
Yun Jingchu blinked, then blinked again, feeling both surprised and moved...
At this time, the old abbot was happy. He quickly extended his hand to invite Yun Jingchu and others: "Your Majesty, Princess, please."
Yun Jingchu came to his senses and decided to accept everyone's kindness, then turned to everyone and said: "Thank you."
Unexpectedly, Yun Jingchu would personally thank them. Many people were at a loss and looked at Yun Jingchu with embarrassment and shyness.
After entering the main hall and offering incense, Ling Ruoxi saw the lottery tube on the altar table. A flash of interest flashed in her eyes and she said, "I want to draw lots, is that okay?"
"Of course it's okay, please, girl." The old abbot extended his hand and said.
"Girl, this is a winning lottery. It means that everything depends on human effort. Although the relationship between the girl and the person she wants now is not smooth, as long as the girl has the perseverance to persevere, she can succeed. On the contrary, if the girl gives up, it will also be a dark and bright future.
In this village, there is another good relationship waiting for the girl." The abbot said slowly.
Ling Ruoxi's eyes blinked when she heard this, and she exclaimed in her heart that it was too accurate. At the same time, she also felt confident...
"Don't worry, I will persist." Ling Ruoxi clenched her fist and vowed.
On the side, the expressions of several people were quite complicated. Almost everyone present knew what Ling Ruoxi was talking about.
"Then I will wish the girl that all her wishes will come true." The old abbot said with a smile. After speaking, he handed the lot to the little novice on the side and asked him to put it back into the lot holder.
On the side, Ye Yangtian's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Old abbot, I'll do it once too."
"Donor please." The old abbot said with a smile.
Ye Yangtian knelt in front of the lottery tube, facing the golden Buddha above, and after praying devoutly, he carefully took out a lottery ticket from the lottery tube and handed it to the old abbot.