Wang Dachui and Su Jie followed Old Guitou into the main hall. The closer they got, the more they could feel the majesty of the huge Buddha statue inside. It was filled with candles, and the air was filled with sandalwood. The candles

The smell of Hutchison after burning.

The Buddha statue that Lao Guitou led them around was actually quite large at the back. There was a place similar to a reception hall. It was filled with futons as soon as you entered the door. Only the innermost ones had tables next to each other. People who came had to sit down.

When drinking tea on a futon, you cannot sit carelessly as usual.

"Female Bodhisattva, please take a seat!"

After leading the two people to the very back, Lao Guitou motioned for Su Jie to sit at the top.

"Host, I'll just sit down there. I'm just an ordinary person. You may have made a mistake!"

Su Jie said with an embarrassed smile. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether she was acting or not.

If it was acting, Su Jie felt that the cost was too high, which greatly affected the temple's income, and the ostentation and treatment were too much for Wang Dachui, the security captain.

But if it weren't for acting, it would be a bit too fantasy. Could he really be the reincarnation of their Buddha? Feeling the suffering of all sentient beings?

"Actually, this is also an expedient measure. Donor Wang is an old acquaintance of mine. He said he brought his sweetheart and asked me to make it convenient for him. In order to not break the rules, I can only use this method to combine the two.

Please come in!"

Unexpectedly, Lao Guitou directly admitted that this is just acting, and I am just giving you a back door. Of course, what he said was very powerful, and professional wording will have different effects.

An old acquaintance made Wang Dachui's identity mysterious, and a sweetheart made Su Jie feel sweet and confused.

Because the advantage of the title sweetheart is that it does not force you to be who I am, but it also shows the fact that I really like you. This ability to express yourself has given Wang Dachui a strong impression on Su Jie.

a bit.

"Thank you for hosting!"

Su Jie didn't know what to say, so she had to say thank you.

"The visitor is a guest. My Buddha has made great efforts to save the world. Female Bodhisattva, please take a seat!"

Lao Guitou insisted on letting Su Jie sit in the upper position because this would also bring glory to Wang Dachui's face and let the girl understand how much face Wang Dachui had here.

The title "Female Bodhisattva" is a very common name for women among monks. As long as you are a woman, you can be called this. It does not mean that you are really a female Bodhisattva. It is similar to a humble compliment.

"Okay, thank you for hosting!"

After being invited twice, Su Jie understood that this was not polite, but that she was really allowed to sit in the upper position. It was only three things and it would be bad if she refused again. Su Jie walked over generously and sat down cross-legged.

After taking the upper position, Wang Dachui and Lao Guitou were left behind, and they sat cross-legged on the left and right sides in front of Su Jie. Only the back of the Buddha statue was unoccupied.

Then Lao Guitou started to make tea and receive the guests. He only had tea here and didn't prepare anything else. The simpler it was, the more advanced he looked.

Even Wang Dachui's tea making method is different from the general tea making method. It seems to be deliberately different, and it is a bit graceful, making people feel stable and majestic.

"Tea please!"

After brewing the tea, Old Guitou served it to both of them, then he drooped his eyes and began to taste the tea he had made without speaking.

This is the cleverness of high-level magicians. If you say more, you will make more mistakes. If you say less, you will make fewer mistakes. If you don't say anything at all, you will wait for others to speak. If you don't speak yourself, you will appear to be incomprehensible.

"Old...host, she wants to take some consecrated magical instruments back to help her family members transport them!"

Wang Dachui took a sip of tea and spoke.

"I have been using this string of Buddhist beads for a long time. I chant sutras and worship in front of the Buddha every day. Since it was the donor Wang who spoke, I will give this string of Buddhist beads to the female Bodhisattva.

Well, if you give it to someone, just a Buddhist bead!"

After hearing this, the old ghost nodded, raised his hand and looked at the beads in his hand that were all oily, and then handed them to Su Jie.

This is the art of speaking. A sentence has been used for a long time. This long time gives people the illusion that it may be decades, but in fact it is less than a year.

However, these Buddhist beads are indeed made of precious century-old sandalwood, and are deliberately aged. Then the old ghost will plate them with his own hands every day, and have long since erased the signs of aging, and take them out for people to see and appraise the treasure.

People say this has been going on for at least ten years.

Buddha beads are props, and Lao Guitou also has a lot of them. When he meets a wealthy financial owner, he will give him a few beads based on his financial resources. This is the first time he has given a bunch of beads to him.

Lao Guitou's handiwork is definitely a generous one. Generally, the items used by temple abbots themselves are definitely valuable but have no market. After all, they are a bit like personal items and generally will not be given away.

"How can that be done? Host, this is too expensive. Just give me two of the items you consecrated."

Su Jie also knew that this thing was valuable. Believe it or not, this was a temple, and her identity was the abbot. If she took out the prayer beads in her hand and sold them for money, they were all treasures that were robbed of her head.

"It doesn't matter. I'm a monk. It's okay to change a string of beads. As long as my sincerity to support my Buddha remains unchanged, everything else is foreign to me!"

The old ghost head insisted on throwing the beads directly to Su Jie. The heavy beads fell on her lap. There were one hundred and eight beads on them, representing one hundred and eight Bodhisattvas. In fact, when you look at them with a magnifying glass, each

There are vague statues and scriptures on each Buddhist bead, but the beads are almost worn away, so they look more mysterious.

"Just accept it! It's my intention to take it back home. He must not be short of Buddhist beads. At worst, I will go out and buy a bunch at the door and bring them back to him!"

It was a good thing that Wang Dachui didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, the corner of Su Jie's mouth twitched, and the old man's face turned dark.

Can the Buddhist beads made of ordinary wood sold at the door be compared with this century-old sandalwood?

The gift I gave was so high-end to show Wang Dachui's face, and he lowered the grade by a few steps with just one sentence.

Old Ghost really wanted to kick Wang Dachui on the butt several times to relieve his hatred.

"Then thank you for hosting!"

When Su Jie saw that Wang Dachui asked her to take it, she was not polite and thanked the old ghost directly. Because the string of beads was huge and there was no place to put it, and she was afraid that she would put it wrong and cause some taboo.

Su Jie thought for a while and simply hung the beads around her neck. This position was absolutely suitable.

The old ghost smiled kindly and nodded, taking another sip of tea. Wang Dachui was also very satisfied.

"In half an hour, it will be time for fasting. You two, please come with me to have fasting together later!"

When Old Guitou saw that both of them had nothing to say, I tactfully issued an eviction order. This eviction order for eating is almost universal across the country. If you don't leave, you will have to eat. If you are sensible, then

Just say you don’t want to eat and leave quickly!

"No, sorry to disturb the host, we have other things to do and we are about to go down the mountain!"

Su Jie was a smart person and immediately started to say goodbye, followed by Wang Dachui who stood up.

"Then I'll send you two a gift!"

The old ghost didn't hold back much, and began to lead the way again, but instead of heading towards the main entrance of the hall, there was a back door next to it.

"Now that you are acting, you must perform the whole thing, otherwise the reputation of our temple will be ruined. You two go down the mountain from the back path and leave the rest to me!"

Lao Guitou led two people out of the back door, passed through an area where monks lived, and then came to a very ordinary wooden door. This was the back door of the temple. Lao Guitou explained with a smile.

You really can’t hurt yourself

Old Guitou has other arrangements for his job. If Wang Dachui and Su Jie go out from the front, it will be easy for the secret to be revealed, especially to some clingy pilgrims. Su Jie may be forced to tell the truth in a matter of minutes.

"Thank you for hosting!"

Su Jie thanked her again.

Wang Dachui took out the cigarettes from his arms and gave the old ghost one. This was a man's way of saying thank you, and then he and Su Jie walked along the path behind.

When the old ghost saw the two people walking away, he took out a lighter from his arms, lit the cigarette Wang Dachui gave him, and leaned on a pier to smoke it without any image. Anyway, no one other than monks was allowed here.

Come here, so you are not afraid of being seen by pilgrims and believers.

"Are the prayer beads heavy? Do you want me to hold them for you?"

Wang Dachui and Su Jie were walking on the path. Wang Dachui saw a huge Buddhist bead, which was worn around Su Jie's neck. The bottom part touched her knees. The weight made her obviously uncomfortable when walking. Wang Dachui asked thoughtfully.

road.

"Well, you take it with you first and return it to me when you get back!"

Su Jie nodded and took off the heavy prayer beads with difficulty. Wang Dachui took it in his big hand and put it around her neck.

When Wang Dachui put on the Buddhist beads, Su Jie couldn't help laughing the next moment.

Cluck cluck...

The crisp laughter resounded through the mountains and forests. Wang Dachui was blinded by laughter for a moment, not knowing what was so funny about him.

"why are you laughing?"

Wang Dachui asked curiously.

"When you pulled up that wild fruit tree before, I thought of the flower monk Lu Zhishen who pulled up the weeping willow upside down, but I always felt that you were just strong and there were differences between you. But when you brought this string of beads, I thought

I feel like you are just like the flower monk Lu Zhishen!"

Su Jie then explained the connection, which made her think too much.

"Hua Monk Lu Zhishen? I don't want to be like him!"

When Wang Dachui heard this, he felt a little unhappy.

"Why? He is one of the 108 heroes, and he can be considered a famous master!"

Su Jie was very confused as to why Wang Dachui looked down on Lu Zhishen.

"I am an honest person with a kind heart. I saw Lu Zhishen when I was watching TV. He always beat people. He is just a real bandit and cannot be considered a completely good person!"

Wang Dachui explained his thoughts.
To be continued...