Han lingchu is not just talking.
After that, I will throw the gold card into the wishing pool.
"Ah, Hello!" Fortunately, Lin Jiangxia was strong and picked up the gold card he had just thrown out.
Hold it in your hand and your heart beats.
"What's the matter?" Han lingchu didn't understand and asked, "will you not respect the Buddha if you throw it out and take it back?"
Lin Jiangxia gave him a hard look and said, "the Buddha won't want your gold card!"
"Must be a coin?" Han lingchu frowned more tightly, as if he couldn't solve it.
It's a little complicated to explain. The best way is not to explain.
Lin Jiangxia mercilessly put the gold card in his palm: "take it, you can't throw it in again. This kind of thing will pollute the environment. Don't you know?"
Han lingchu nodded very skillfully.
"There's a place to change coins over there. I'll change some." At present, Han lingchu seemed like a child to Lin Jiangxia. She was full of curiosity about everything in the temple. She had to whisper: "you are not allowed to go there even if you stand here. Do you know when I come back?"
At that time, Han lingchu seemed to be very interested in the praying behavior of others. He frowned and looked at the people next door throwing coins into the wishing pool, and then immediately put his hands together to make a wish.
I don't know how much he listened to Lin Jiangxia's words, but he nodded silently.
She had no choice but to shake her head, turn around and quickly walk to the booth over there and exchange coins with wechat code scanning.
Soon she would come, but he was still staring at the frozen water of the wishing pool.
Pretty good!
She breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "we have coins now. We can make a wish!"
But the moment he turned to face her, she found that his left hand was holding a handkerchief.
Perhaps he coughed so badly a moment ago that he had to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.
But now on the white handkerchief, it is clearly stained with shocking red.
He coughed up blood!
Although he didn't know what the pathological reason was, he was able to cough up blood.
But the blood on the handkerchief immediately reminded Lin Jiangxia of old man Lin, and almost instantly of the word "terminally ill".
She was stunned.
Han lingchu obviously didn't want to destroy the atmosphere at the moment. He rubbed the handkerchief in his hand, put it into his coat pocket, raised his mouth, showed the most optimistic smile and said, "there are coins? That's great. I can't wait to make a wish. "
He said, taking the coin from her palm.
From the observation of the man next door, he has completely mastered the whole process of wishing in the wishing pool.
Tossed a coin, folded his hands, gently touched his forehead, and said something in his mouth.
I don't know why, when Lin Jiangxia looked at his pale face, he was very distressed.
Until he made a wish, he raised his eyes and urged her to say, "Xia Xia, you make a wish faster." She just regained her consciousness, oh, and made a wish in a hurry.
Keep walking up the hill.
Han lingchu gasped even more.
But his serious illness didn't seem to affect his mood. He always smiled at the corners of his mouth.
"Xia Xia, what did you wish for just now?" He asked curiously.
"It doesn't work if you say it." In this regard, Lin Jiangxia can be said to be quite traditional.
Han lingchu frowned gently and said, "Why are there so many rules."
Lin Jiangxia smiled and said, "there are many rules."
"Even if there are many rules in life, how can the gods have so many rules?" Han Ling Chu could not help but Tucao said, "since it is a sincere wish, what does it mean to make complaints about it?"
He had too many questions, and she couldn't explain it. She could only perfunctorily say, "that's what they decided!"
"If I die, go to heaven and become a God, do I have to abide by these inexplicable rules?" He whispered.
Once mentioned the word "death", Lin Jiangxia's heart suddenly tightened.
She didn't want to involve too much on this topic. She raised her arm and pointed to the front and said, "look, we're in the main hall. Any wish can be realized here."
"Really?" Han lingchu was skeptical.
When the former fan Lin Jiangxia and Zhan beiheng came, the main hall was not like this.
Perhaps because it was to be renovated, a lot of hands and feet were put up outside the main hall, and a separate booth was set up at the entrance of the main hall to accept donations and buy Bricks and tiles.
Those who have donated can write their wishes on the bricks and tiles. At that time, the wishes will be added to the roof of the main hall together with the bricks and tiles, indicating that their wishes will come true.
Large bricks and tiles are naturally more expensive, while small ones are much cheaper.
"This will work." Lin Jiangxia stood in front of the stall and couldn't move.
"I'll buy it." Han lingchu took out the gold card and handed it to the monk in front of the stall.
The monk put his hands together, gently bowed and asked, "how much money does the donor intend to give?"
"Isn't there a price? I want the most expensive. " Han lingchu is heroic.
Another monk was providing free drinking water. Lin Jiangxia took two cups and walked up all the way. He was really thirsty.
"Well, the price here is the minimum. In fact, the donations we accept are not capped." The monk probably recited more sutras, and his words seemed to be reciting sutras, making people sleepy: "of course, the more money you donate, the more good fortune you accumulate. It is a blessing for you, your family and even future generations."
"Is it true that the more I donate, the more likely my wish will come true?" Han lingchu's words are a little straightforward.
The monk said, "we don't ask for return when we accumulate good fortune. However, benefactor, there is probably nothing wrong with this. "
"Here's this card. I'll donate 100 million."
Poof!
Lin Jiangxia sprayed out all the water he had just put into his mouth.
The monk's face was confused, his eyes widened and said, "what did you say?"
"One hundred million, is there a problem?" Han lingchu asked with a frown.
Lin Jiangxia flustered Han lingchu, frowned and whispered, "Ling Chu, you will scare others. They will think you are joking here." She stopped Han lingchu and said to the monk, "Hello, please brush the price of the most expensive tiles. We'll donate so much."
"The benefactor loves joking." The monk said, and then handed the gold card to the monk next to him who was responsible for brushing money.
The latter brushed the money, looked confused and whispered to the previous monk, "this card has a balance of 20 billion."