After hearing my question, Lao Fu smiled.

He explained: "Xiao Xiang, you don't know anything. Whether it is Anjue Temple or Vajra Temple in White Horse Temple, they are all inherited from the Nyingma Sect. Even if I didn't borrow it, a holy object like Gabala will rotate every three years and be admired by believers in major temples."

"Oh, so that's it."

I don't know this rule.

The car drove onto the Paoma Mountain Road for more than an hour. It was noon, and a beam of sunlight shone down, looking like holy light.

At around 1 o'clock, before getting off the bus, I saw a vast crowd and a magnificent and huge temple complex from afar.

As we got closer, we saw several monks criticizing Red Mau Kanjia, and many elderly people wearing traditional Tibetan clothes tilting prayer drums casually.

"I got two, why are we here? There are too many people in front of us. I'm afraid that the car will not turn around and I can't get over. You guys get off here."

"Please trouble you, Master."

"Haha, no trouble, good luck, Zashidler!"

The young driver smiled and made a gesture of bowing to me with one hand, then kicked the car away with a throttle.

There are generally many Buddhists in Tibetan areas. At first glance, the atmosphere here looks like the Little Potala Palace. Lao Fu took me in to greet a young monk in Tibetan. The monk was obviously moved when he heard Lao Fu's words. The monk then led us to the backyard to see an old monk of a very old age.

This old monk must have a good seniority, because I heard people around him call him a master and I wanted to listen to their conversation, but the young monk politely invited me out on the grounds of inconvenience.

When I went out, I saw it. Lao Fu handed a small wooden box to the old monk. The box contained 100% Zhuren's eyebrows.

After I came out, I was wandering around and saw someone going to the large wooden barrel in front of the temple to pick up fruit wine, and there was a disposable paper cup next to it.

I went over and took the paper cup to taste it, but at this moment, I heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

Looking back, it was a coincidence.

It was an electrician Master Qin. He was hugging a young woman in her thirties and talking and laughing. At first glance, the young woman was from the mainland to travel. She had fair skin, fashionable clothes, and sunglasses on her face.

I shouted, "Brother Qin, what a coincidence, you can burn incense too."

When he saw me, he was happy and said yes.

The young woman smiled and asked, "Dear, is this your friend?"

"Yes, I'm a friend, you're waiting for me here, I'll go over and talk to my friend for a few words."

When I walked aside, I said you won’t give me an introduction?

He said, "Take it aside. I only met her in the morning. I don't know what the person's full name is. How can I introduce it to you?"

I was stunned and said, "Why did that person call you my dear?"

He smiled and shook his head and said, "This is called skill, you will never learn it in your life."

He asked you again?

I didn't mention Lao Fu, but said I would come with a friend to play. He said that he had just donated all the money for selling our amulets to the temple, and remembered it on the list. If you don't believe me, please let me see it.

"Dear, have you finished talking? It's almost time for us to burn incense."

"Here you come!"

"I won't say anything anymore. I have to do the serious business. Maybe the amulet has played a role. It depends on your appearance, and you should have a good fortune recently."

After saying that, he trotted over and hugged the young woman, and the two continued to talk and laugh.

But suddenly he stopped smiling, frowned and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside the Vajra Temple! No matter what they do, they almost all looked up at the sky.

It was sunny just now, but it was as dark as this moment. To be serious, it just couldn't see any fingers!

I have never seen this scene before. I stared blankly at the sun disappearing in the sky, and my mouth couldn't close.

What's going on? Is it a total lunar eclipse?

I haven't heard of the weather forecast that there is a total lunar eclipse today.

Soon, about two minutes! The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the sun came out, and the whole temple was bathed in the sun again. Whether it was traveling or locals, people continued to talk and laugh.

Qin Shi lit a cigarette, and he looked up at the sky without blinking. Because he was tall and handsome, this action immediately attracted the attention of many opposite sexes around him.

The next second, he suddenly muttered to himself with a cigarette in his mouth, "Damn, something big must have happened."

"Dear! Where are you going!"

He ignored the young woman, hurried over and pulled me away and ran away.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't ask so much! Come with me."

When I arrived at a small white house, it seemed to be a Buddhist temple. A famous female tourist was kneeling on the cushion and shook the signs. Next to her was a middle-aged monk with a kind face. It seemed that he was helping with the temple to unwrap the signs.

The middle-aged monk knew Qin Shi and smiled and said, "It's rare, donor Qin, why are you free to come to me today? Monk, I don't have the ability to explain the signature for you."

At this time, the female tourist said, "Master, my sign has been shaken out. Please help me see what it means."

Qin Shi had a dark face and remained silent, as if waiting.

The middle-aged monk took the bamboo stick handed over by the female tourist, looked carefully for half a minute and asked, "What do the female donor want to ask?"

The woman hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Ask about marriage."

The monk said, "This is the 87th sign in this temple. I look up to heaven for protection. This body is especially in the morgue. The female donor said that she wanted to ask about marriage, but the story was not in line with the poem sign, so she could not solve it."

After hearing this, the woman gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I want to ask my husband if he will go to jail."

The monk glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand again and said lightly: "It's like chiseling stones and seeking jade, and looking for gold in the sand. Everything is a heart. Does the female donor understand?"

The woman thought about it and seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Thank you, Master, I understand. I will divorce my husband immediately when I go back."

The monk glared and sighed, not saying anything.

After the woman left, Qin Shi, who had not spoken, immediately closed the door tightly. He said in a panic: "Master! Hurry! Use the gilded sign in the temple for me!"

"Donor Qin, what happened?"

"Stop asking, hurry up! I'll use it now!"

The monk hesitated for half a minute and turned around and entered the inner hall.

A few minutes later, he saw that he came out again, and there was a strange "signature" on his hand.

The tag is more than twice as big as the normal one. It is packed in a yellowish sheepskin pocket. It is not wood, but red copper. The surface has unknown patterns and gilding techniques. The tag is much larger than the normal one. It does not look like a bamboo tag, and the color is white.

He shook it back and forth hardly, and soon a sign fell out.

I also saw that there was no word written on the sign, but instead drew a handful of strange, black-colored grass.

He quickly put the sign back and shook it for the second and third time. The three times it fell out, and it turned out that the same sign...

He stopped shook his eyes and stood up, panting and said, "I can't sign three times! I can't pass three times! How could it become like this!"

"Brother Qin, where are you going!"

He said, "I have to find a place to hide! Something is going to happen here soon?"

"What happened?"

"It's going to burn people to death!"

"Is it burned to death? Brother Qin, you said last time that my friend was going to die, but he is still alive now, and we are all fine!"

He suddenly said excitedly.

"It's different! The situation will change! It will change! You don't know it! You don't understand!"

Seeing him running away in a hurry, I was confused and didn't know what he was afraid of.

I turned around and asked the middle-aged monk what was going on?

The monk shook his head and said, "This gilded sign is not for monks. I can't solve it, so I don't know what the donor of Qin means."

......

At around three o'clock, I came out after burning the incense and suddenly saw Lao Fu in the crowd.

He held a shawl in his hand and a baseball cap. He was a very tall girl. This girl was much taller than Lao Fu. I guess she was at least 1.75 meters tall.

"Uncle Fu!" I shouted, and Lao Fu heard it.

As a result, before I could speak, I saw Lao Fu pull the girl up and hike into the crowd. They walked very quickly.

I hurriedly chased after me, squeezed through the crowd and blocked them.

When I saw the tall girl in front of me, I asked curiously: "Uncle Fu, what are you running away? Who is this?"
Chapter completed!