Seeing that Qingge did not treat his words as a joke, the little monk was overjoyed and took a few people to the Nanhua Temple.
The light sao demon looked at the little monk a few times and asked, "Little monk, how old are you this year?"
The little monk smiled and said, "The little monk is ten years old this year."
"Ten years old?" The demon looked at it, full of suspicion, and said, "You can't be an old demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, right?"
Although the little monk was wronged, he also smiled and said, "Nanhua Temple is a major Buddhist place, and monsters are not allowed to interact. The little monk is not a thousand-year-old monster. Master Guiyi said that I am so young. If I return to secular life, I will fascinate many girls.
It’s a pity that the Buddha is above, so the little monk cannot do anything he wants.”
Master of Rebirth!
Qingge's eyes flashed, and when he thought of the mind of breaking through the spirit master, he said, "Return to One".
Is it a coincidence?
Still destined in the dark—
The light gaunt demon was surprised to see the little monk saying such words with a stern look, and then laughed exaggeratedly, "With you by the Buddha's side, the Buddha should not feel lonely."
The little monk raised his hand in front of his chest, opened his clear and black eyes, and said seriously: "Donor, this is a bad word. The Buddha is happy with all living beings."
The gauze demon laughed even more flamboyantly when he heard the sound.
The little monk picked up a finger, put it beside his mouth, looked around with round eyes, and said, "The Buddhist sect is important, don't mumble loudly."
The veil demon's face turned red with a smile on his face.
Ye Wuhen walked over, raised his hand, and took off the fallen leaves from the veil demon's hair.
The veil demon looked at him coldly, "Rogue."
Ye Wuhen: “…”
The only one who can make her rogue, looking at the four-star star is the only one who can be a rogue demon.
"Little monk, where is Master Guiyi?" asked Qingge.
"Master Guiyi?" The little monk tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "At this time, Master Guiyi should be meditating. Master Guiyi has to meditate for one hour every day. Does the donor want to meet Master Guiyi?
, Master Guiyi only saw the designated person.”
"The designated person?" Qingge was indifferent.
The little monk shook his head like a snow-colored tea leaves and eggs, and pointed his little finger in the air, imitating the adult's posture, and said, "The so-called designated person is a destined person."
"Is that true?" Qingge smiled slightly, looked at the empty yard, and said, "It seems that I am not a destined person to Master Guiyi."
"Don't the donors want to ask for a visa? This is the place to ask for a visa." The little monk took a few people into a temple and faced Guanyin.
Under the guidance of the little monk, Qingge and the other two knelt on the cushion, shook the signboard, and then a sign fell out.
Qingge picked up the sign and handed it to the little monk. The monk followed the sign number and found a folded yellow paper, and put it on the Pixiu pendant in the palm of Qingge.
The little monk said: "Pixiu means to attract wealth and treasure, and can drive away evil spirits and bring good luck. I hope that all demons and ghosts will stay away from the donor."
"What a cute little guy." Qingge took the Pixiu, yellow paper and said with a smile.
The little monk grabbed his head and found that there was no hair on his head. He then retracted his hand awkwardly and smiled, "Really? Master Guiyi also said that I am very cute. In the eyes of the Buddha, am I also very cute?
”
"In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no good, evil, beauty, and ugliness, and all living beings are cute." Qingge picked up a finger and pointed the little monk's forehead.
The little monk's eyes shone, "In this way, even if I go to the toilet, it is a very cute thing for the Buddha. Then I will not feel guilty when I go to the toilet in the future."
Qingge: "..." It's so simple and cute.
Qingge lowered his head, opened the yellow paper, and two lines of words suddenly jumped into his eyes—
It is like a crane coming out of a cage, leaving it open everywhere.
There is no barrier between north and south, and you can go straight to Jiuxiao Palace.
When the little monk saw Qingge's signature, he shouted happily, "It's a good sign, it's a sign that the white crane soars into the sky. Donor, the Buddha is favoring you."
When he said this, the little monk looked at Qingge's black eyes as if there was holy light.
I sing and smile, and my heart is mixed.
From great danger to great luck step by step, the taste is like drinking water, you will know the warmth and coldness.
"Although I'm not lucky, I'm also giving it a sign." The veil demon shook the yellow paper in his hand, "The sign says that I have a phoenix destiny, but I have to be reborn in the fire and overcome the life and death disaster before I can enjoy the phoenix honor.
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"I won the lottery. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world." Ye Wuhen said, looking at the gauze demon with misty eyes.
The veil demon whistled and looked elsewhere.
Ye Wuhen was full of doting and laughed helplessly.
Qingge looked at Dongling Cod, and was about to ask about Lingzhang, but in the next room, a monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes came. The monk put his hand on his chest with one hand, walked to Qingge and said, "Donor,
Four kings, Night Greeting Night Girl?"
Qingge was surprised, looked back at the Qingyao demons and the others, and then said, "That's it."
"That's right." The monk took a step back and said, "Donor, Master Guiyi is invited."
Master of Rebirth—
Qingge's dark and deep eyes shrank tightly.
The little monk clapped his hands and said, "Donor, you are the destined person that the little monk has just mentioned."
Qingge followed the monk silently to the wing room to the east, and walked to the door. The monk nodded and smiled peacefully, "Master Guiyi is inside."
After saying that, the monk bent his waist slightly and left.
Qingge looked at the sandalwood door in front of him, hesitated for a while, then raised his hands, placed them on the door, and pushed them gently.
Crunch-
The door is open.
It seems like there is a misty fog, and there is a strong smell of sandalwood.
Qingge looked inward and saw an old man with a kind face and cooking tea.
The old man has frosty eyebrows and snow, his fairy style and a whisk is placed in his arms.
"Donor, are you here?" Master Guiyi looked at Qingge with a smile.
Qingge looked at Master Guiyi's face and was silent.
This is a familiar and unfamiliar face.
After bathing in Jialan's back garden with the little fox, he met an old man showing her palms. The old man was Master Guiyi.
Qingge walked forward, Master Guiyi spread his hands and "sit."
Qingge sat on the mahogany chair, and a sly look flashed in his pupils. Qingge jokingly said, "Master, do you want to see the palm of my hand again?"
"You girl, you are really naughty." Master Guiyi glanced at Qingge, calm, kind and kind.
"In front of seniors, young people should be naughty to be cute, right?" Qingge said.
Master Guiyi smiled and said, "It's extremely cute."
Qingge: "The master has been awarded."
At this moment, Master Guiyi made a cup of tea, and used bamboo and wood to Qingge, saying, "Try holding it tightly in the palm of your hand."
Qingge took the purple clay cup, held it in the palm of his palm, curled his five fingers, the hot temperature spread like fire, and ten fingers connected to the heart. In an instant, Qingge felt unprecedented pain, and was thirsty and hard to describe. (To be continued)