Luyun Temple is the most famous Buddhist temple in Yundong Province. Even though it is a working day and it is still early in the morning, there are more and more pedestrians on the mountain road.
Zhang Zhicheng is in a very good mood because she likes people and excitement, and at the same time she is looking forward to getting a good lottery ticket later.
Climbing the mountain like a walk with Chen Xuan, resting for a while at a mountainside pavilion, an hour later, we finally arrived at the gate of Luyun Temple.
Inside the temple, tourists who come to pray for gods and Buddhas are already bustling with people. Whether they want to burn incense or ask for fortune-telling, they all need to queue up, and the queue is very long, reaching outside the mountain gate.
Zhang Zhicheng bought two copies of Lixiang and handed one to Chen Xuan, and the two lined up on the mountain road.
While queuing, Chen Xuan looked at the temple boredly.
Although he has never been to Luyun Temple, he had a relationship with Luyun Temple not long ago.
The last time Chen Xuan went to the general's tomb to hunt for treasures, Master Du'e, the abbot of Luyun Temple, also came to Niujiazhuang to save the souls of the dead with his disciples.
As a result, Chen Xuan got acquainted with Master Du'e.
Now looking at the monks on both sides of the mountain gate who were responsible for entertaining pilgrims, Chen Xuan still remembered several of them very clearly. They were some of the monks Du'e brought to Niujiazhuang.
However, there were too many tourists inside and outside Luyun Temple, and these monks did not recognize Chen Xuan.
After waiting in line for half an hour, Chen Xuan and Zhang Zhicheng finally entered the main hall of Luyun Temple, burned incense and worshiped Buddha.
At this time, Zhang Zhicheng's expression became very pious, and he bowed respectfully three times to the Buddha statue, and then put the incense stick on it.
Although Chen Xuan didn't believe in these gods and goddesses, he came today to pray for his parents, so he didn't just deal with it casually, but offered incense devoutly like Zhang Zhicheng.
After finishing the incense, Chen Xuan took a look at the main hall and found that Master Du'e, who was in charge, was not here.
"Master, please give me two lottery tubes, thank you." Zhang Zhicheng said to a young monk next to him with a smile.
The young monk was stunned by Zhang Zhicheng's appearance. He was stunned before he embarrassedly took two lottery tubes and handed them to Zhang Zhicheng.
"Chen Xuan, let's ask for the lottery together!" Zhang Zhicheng smiled and stretched out a lottery tube in front of Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan originally only came to burn incense to pray for his parents and had no intention of asking for a fortune. However, when he saw that Zhang Zhicheng had already handed over the fortune holder, he did not refuse and took it.
The two of them knelt on the futon and began to ask for votes.
Zhang Zhicheng's expression was unprecedentedly pious, because this was related to her lifelong happiness, and what she was asking for was a marriage sign.
"Buddha, Buddha, please give me instructions and give light to Zhicheng. Should I abandon all worries and give everything I have to the person I love?" Zhang Zhicheng closed his eyes and muttered piously, with a pair of jade hands.
The lottery tube was shaken rhythmically.
After shaking for a few seconds, he opened his eyes again and glanced at Chen Xuan secretly. His eyes were full of love, but also contained a hint of complexity.
Because she also thought of her cousin Shen Binglan.
It is because of Shen Binglan that Zhang Zhicheng has been unable to make a choice, and he has a sense of guilt in his heart, feeling that he has sorry for his cousin.
When Chen Xuan asked for signatures, he was not as serious as burning incense.
Because he feels that everyone's destiny should be determined by themselves, rather than being influenced by the so-called fortune.
Just as the two of them were having their own thoughts and asking for votes with different attitudes, an extremely frivolous voice suddenly came from Zhang Zhicheng's ears: "What a beautiful beauty!"
Zhang Zhicheng frowned, opened her eyes and looked to the left, only to see a rich man wearing black mink, staring at her with a lustful look on his face, and his mouth was almost drooling.
This young man also brought two tall and strong bodyguards. It seemed that he was not here to ask for a fortune. Such people usually go to various romantic places to have fun, and they don't know how they ended up in the temple.
"Go away quickly, don't interfere with me asking for my signature!" Zhang Zhicheng scolded rudely.
The young master chuckled and said: "Beauty, you are so beautiful, why do you ask for a sign? Be my girlfriend, and I guarantee that you will be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life and live like a god!"
"Get out!" This time, it was Chen Xuan who spoke and shouted coldly.
The young master bypassed Zhang Zhicheng and looked at Chen Xuan. He saw that he was an ordinary boy, dressed in ordinary clothes and with an ordinary appearance. He dared to tell him to get lost. He was simply ignorant.
"Are you even worthy of this beauty? It's you who should get out! I'll give you 100,000 yuan, break up with this beauty, and then roll down from the mountain gate to the foot of the mountain!" the young master said disdainfully.
And he actually asked the bodyguard to take out 100,000 yuan in banknotes. It seems that this rich second generation also carries a large amount of cash with him and can show off at any time.
Chen Xuan's expression became even colder: "If you don't get out of here, I'll kick you from the gate to the foot of the mountain!"
"Oh, you're still acting up, aren't you? People like you can't earn more than 100,000 yuan a year. I'll give you 100,000 yuan, but you still don't like it? Then I'll give you another 200,000 yuan, as long as you give it to me
Give me this beauty!" The young master's words became more and more vulgar.
In his opinion, a poor guy like Chen Xuan would definitely kneel down and lick him for three hundred thousand.
At the same time, the young master had already stretched out his hand, trying to pull Zhang Zhicheng's jade arm.
Seeing this rich second-generation dude about to blaspheme a beautiful woman in front of the Buddha statue, the faces of the tourists inside and outside the hall changed.
This is a great disrespect to Buddha!
Originally, the monks who knew that the young master's identity was not simple did not dare to say anything, but now they saw that the young master wanted to do anything to Zhang Zhicheng, they finally bit the bullet and stepped forward to dissuade him.
But before the monks came over, Chen Xuan had already taken action!
He reached out his hand very quickly and grabbed the young master's wrist.
"Ahhh! It hurts!" The young master was choked so hard by Chen Xuan that he almost burst into tears. "How dare you do something to me? Let me go! Otherwise, I want you to die!"
"Oh, tell me how to make me die badly?" Chen Xuan sneered.
This rich second generation was obviously spoiled by his family. Wherever he went, he was domineering and lawless.
When I came to the famous Luyun Temple, I dared to molest beautiful women in front of the Buddha statues and so many pilgrims.
It's a pity that I met Chen Xuan today.
The young master was choked so painfully that he couldn't speak, so he could only wink at the two bodyguards.
The two bodyguards immediately rushed up and wanted to punch Chen Xuan a few times to make Chen Xuan let go of their young master's hand.
However, how could Chen Xuan let them get what they wanted? He struck out like the wind and instantly knocked the two bodyguards to the ground, rendering him unable to move anymore.
When the young master saw Chen Xuan's skills, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that once he flirted with a beautiful woman, he met her boyfriend. What an unlucky thing!
