Walking into Gantan Temple, there are many pilgrims, all of them are of good quality, and no one makes a loud noise.
The little monks in the temple wore simple monk uniforms, and their hair was shaved clean.
Sweeping the floor, maintaining order, maintaining order, each of them has a simple and clean aura.
There is a huge ancient tree in the courtyard. There are many red cloth strips hanging on the tree, and wishes are written on the cloth strips.
The breeze blows, and the cloth strips hanging on it flutter with the wind, which looks quite different.
Yan Zhixu's eyes fell on the main courtyard, and he strode in.
In the main hall, there is an incense burner, with incense sticks in it, the smoke is lingering, and there is a slight smell of incense in the air.
Some pilgrims are cleaning their hands and lighting incense, and after three worships and nine knocks, they put the incense into the incense burner.
There are also pilgrims kneeling on the mats on the ground, holding lottery boxes in their hands.
"Snapped--"
After shaking for a long time, a sign fell on the ground. A young woman who looked like she was only about 20 years old picked it up and handed it to the host who was wearing a cassock in front of her.
"Master, you're in trouble."
"Don't be polite to the donor."
The host took this lottery, with a faint smile in his eyes, and his expression was still serious.
His voice was calm, "Female benefactor, this is the sign on the list. The troubles in your heart will be completely resolved in the near future. Don't worry about excessive damage to your body, but it will outweigh the gains."
The sadness between the brows and eyes of the woman kneeling on the mat disappeared, and she bowed sincerely, "Thank you, Master, thank you."
My mother was diagnosed with cancer a few days ago, and the family was overthinking, worrying about sleeping and eating.
Once I heard from a friend who came to visit my mother that Gantan Monastery's fortune-telling was very clever, so I asked her to try it.
After hearing this, she came to Gantan Monastery by plane with the mentality of giving it a try, but she never expected that there would be unexpected joy.
The expression on the host's face did not change, "Female benefactor, please get up."
The young woman left with joy after donating the incense money.
The eminent monk standing next to the host fell on Yan Zhixu and his party.
He held a string of Buddha beads in his hand, "Don't you want to draw a lot for a few benefactors, to count a fortune?"
Ji Zhou and Jin Huiqiao were not too moved by his words, they both shook their heads and refused.
"..."
The eminent monk had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of kindness and kindness, but Qin Kai felt a little scared and silently pulled away, his eyes timid.
Noticing his reaction, Yan Zhixu's eyes fell on the other side, "Thank you, Master, but no need."
As an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, not only does this person not have much merit, but instead has a lot of cause and effect, and the karma is unknown.
The host glanced at him, "Junior Brother Zhikong, nothing can be forced, it must be done voluntarily by the donors."
The monk, who seemed to be about forty years old, had a humble expression on his face, and respectfully stepped aside, "Senior brother, I understand."
Ji Zhou, who was beside him, twitched uncontrollably when he heard Yan Zhixu's words.
Xu Ye actually called this person a master?
She herself is already a master, and this person is not good enough in front of Master Xu.
Even if Master Xu was willing to ask for a fortune-telling, they couldn't see Master Xu's fortune and fortune.
Yan Zhixu walked up to the host and said, "Although I don't ask for a fortune-telling, I can make a fortune for the host."
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Hearing her words, there was a moment of silence in the temple, there was no sound, and everyone's breathing could be clearly heard.