Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look at Xie Lingjiang's praying back.
Junior sister, isn’t it taking too long to burn incense and ask for autographs?
But when I thought about it, she might not only be asking for autographs for herself, but also for the little sister of the Su family.
In addition, if possible, I would like to chat with him about the family affairs in front of the Buddha for his senior brother, and ask Guanshiyin to spread some Buddha light on him.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Rong felt relieved.
"Master, why are you looking at me like that?" He suddenly looked away, turned around and asked curiously.
"Nothing, Amitabha."
Master Shandao lowered his eyes, clasped his hands and sang softly.
The old monk looked out of the corner of his eye at the noble lady Xie who was kneeling in front of the Buddha, and sighed for her in his heart.
Ouyang Rong touched his face and felt that there was nothing on it. Why did he feel that the way Master Shandao looked at him just now was a bit strange.
Don't you just keep an eye on the ladies from wealthy families at the foot of the mountain and want to expand your business with him?
Master Shandao asked kindly: "If the county magistrate doesn't go, why don't you ask for a lottery?"
Ouyang Rong said calmly: "Master, if you hold a temple fair this time, you can make a lot of money, right?"
Master Shandao, who wanted to say a few more words to bring the couple together, suddenly changed his expression, then returned to normal immediately, and said seriously:
"Amitabha, the county magistrate doesn't know that the money for this marriage temple fair was donated by several good friends down the mountain.
"Well, most of the incense money in the temple was used to repair the Beitian Almshouse. When the county magistrate comes over later, he will know that I am not lying."
Ouyang Rong nodded, with a smile on his face: "Just asking casually, don't be impatient, master."
"No hurry, no rush, the county magistrate is joking."
Master Shandao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The county magistrate's ability to fight the autumn wind is getting better and better.
At this moment, there was a "clucking" sound of the bamboo tube shaking from the front.
The two of them turned around and saw that Xie Lingjiang had already placed the incense respectfully, and then picked up a bamboo tube containing hundreds of thin wooden sticks.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of them and many pilgrims around them.
Everyone saw a beautiful and graceful lady with flowing hair and a pale pink dress. She was elegantly kneeling on a yellow futon, holding a bamboo tube containing Guanyin's spiritual stick in both hands.
She is as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, and as pretty as a peach in three springs.
The front is like a peach blossom, the pretty face is like a pearl, the jade is shining brightly, with a slight wine halo, there is a bookish air between the eyebrows, but at this time, the eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.
It seems that there is something sad and tiring.
Seeing this scene, the other female pilgrims who came to ask for fortune were all moved, either envious or jealous, or secretly thinking:
I don't know which husband is so handsome and blessed that he can win the heart of this girl, but he still doesn't cherish it, making the beautiful woman feel resentful and sad.
At this moment, Miss Xie, who looks like a fairy in women's clothing and has eyebrows drawn, is holding a bamboo tube.
At first, he said nothing and shook it casually.
After a while, a bamboo stick fell down.
The bamboo stick fell to the ground and lay lying on its side.
She didn't even raise her eyes to pick it up.
He continued to shake the bamboo tube gently, and at the same time he opened his delicate lips slightly, as if he was beginning to pray and whisper something.
This time, he seemed to be a little more cautious.
Xie Lingjiang shook it for a long time, then Shi Shiran, a bamboo stick jumped out from the hole of the bucket and fell to the ground with a "clack".
She immediately put down the bamboo tube, picked up the second bamboo stick, and patted the dust.
Then he picked up the first bamboo stick. This was requested by the little sister of the Su family.
Xie Lingjiang put away the first marriage sign.
With two hands and four fingers, he held the second marriage sign.
She stood up lightly, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and walked towards Ouyang Rong and Master Shandao.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been sitting on my knees for too long with my long legs under my skirt.
Or was he just tightening and curling his toes too hard? Xie Lingjiang subconsciously tightened his toes and buckled his shoes when he was nervous.
Her legs and feet were a little numb.
The distance was less than ten meters, but Xie Lingjiang felt like he had walked for a long time.
But the ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law after all.
Xie Lingjiang did not go to see her senior brother. She handed the marriage sign that belonged to her to Master Shandao and whispered:
"Master, help me untie it."
"Is this junior sister's? Let me see..."
While Master Shandao lowered his head to look at the bamboo stick, Ouyang Rong also tilted his head slightly and took a curious look.
I saw a line of regular script engraved on the bamboo stick.
"The fifth lot of Guanyin's Lotus... If you cross the wall of your master's house and hug his virgin, you will get a wife. If you don't hug her, you won't get a wife."
Ouyang Rong muttered softly, then muttered curiously:
"Well, what does this mean? You want junior sister to go back and climb over the east wall to hug the virgin next door? But... isn't the east courtyard next door to junior sister the courtyard of the little girl of the Su family? Is it to..."
He thought for a moment and looked a little shocked. What kind of marriage is this for the junior sister?
Before Xie Lingjiang could blush and glare at the senior brother who was talking nonsense, Master Shandao turned around, smiled and stroked his beard and said:
"County Lord, don't think too much. The hundred Guanyin fortune-tellings are all just metaphorical references. They don't really mean to thank the Bodhisattva to embrace my employer's virginity."
After Master Shandao helped to relieve the situation, he lowered his eyelids and read the words on the spiritual sign for a while.
His expression remained silent for a while, and he remained silent.
Seeing this, Xie Lingjiang and Ouyang Rong also became quiet.
The atmosphere was somewhat silent, and the delicate jade toes wrapped in embroidered shoes and socks of a certain Xie family were lightly buckling the soles of the shoes again.
Master Shandao raised his head.
His eyes moved back and forth on the faces of Xie Lingjiang and Ouyang Rong calmly.
He nodded and said:
"This is the signature."
Ouyang Rong spoke on behalf of the younger junior sister: "Just sign it, what about reconciliation?"
Master Shandao did not look at him, but said seriously to Xie Lingjiang:
"Female Bodhisattva, the old monk will interpret this inscription for a moment. You can listen to it and decide for yourself whether you believe it or not."
"Okay." Xie Lingjiang raised his head slightly.
Master Shandao looked at the sky outside the hall door, stroked his beard and sighed:
"The meaning of 'if you hug your master's virginity beyond the wall of your master's house, you will get a wife. If you don't hug his virginity, you will not get a wife'" means...
"Whether it's a chance encounter or a close encounter, if you think you are the one who is 'promising for life', then... you must have the courage to actively pursue him and seize him in time.
"Don't hesitate, otherwise you will lose your good relationship."
Master Shandao turned around and said solemnly:
"To put it simply...for such a good relationship, don't hesitate, it will only work if you make progress and make progress!"
Xie Lingjiang's face was startled, and he seemed to be frozen in place.
I don't know what I was thinking.
Ouyang Rong listened with great interest, thought for a moment, and frowned slightly to feel unhappy for his junior sister:
"Master, why does it feel a bit empty? I just let the junior sister wait...is it the same as saying it or not?"
For some unknown reason, Master Shandao and Xie Lingjiang Li ignored his words and didn't even look at him.
No one answered when he spoke, and Ouyang Rong was a little embarrassed.
Master Shandao said calmly:
"Let's do this, female Bodhisattva, if you donate some incense money, I will give you two red ropes for marriage. You can take one with you and the other...
"If you have a sweetheart, I suggest you find a way to wear it for him. In this way, you can capture his heart and a good match will definitely come true."
Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a while, and his face gradually became serious.
He nodded inaudibly.
She stood silently, staring down at the two red ropes lying on her white palms for a while.
Next to him, Ouyang Rong, an old music man, said "ha" in his mouth, overjoyed.
He laughed and shook his head... Good guy, Master Shandao, your map of the Yan Kingdom is getting shorter and shorter. You only have two broken ropes and you want to defraud the junior sister of a sum of money for incense. What fool would believe it?
The next moment he took a breath, he suddenly noticed that his junior sister's eyes were glancing over at him with a vague look.
"..."
The smile on Ouyang Rong's face gradually disappeared.
This chapter is useless. Everyone will know after reading the next chapter... But after looking around, no one seems to have guessed what kind of work Xiao Rong is going to do...