Seeing that the others hadn't come out yet, Chen Zhihe walked over and came to the window.

There was an old monk sitting in the small room, wearing a somewhat old monk's robe, with his head lowered and his eyes half closed, as if sleeping but not sleeping.

Chen Zhihe asked: "Excuse me, how do you explain the 187th Venerable Dali?"

The old monk raised his head, opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Zhihe.

"Unlock Chenghui 20."

"Haha, didn't you say that Buddhism will save all sentient beings? Why are you still charging money?" Chen Zhihe said with a smile.

The old monk leaned forward, lowered his head, raised his glasses, and glanced at Chen Zhihe.

"The Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved."

"So, the person who gave the money is a destined person?"

"No." The old monk shook his head, as if he had heard such rhetoric too much, and then said: "Those who worship the Buddha do not need to enter the temple, and those who enter the temple may not necessarily worship the Buddha. It is not the Buddha who collects money, but the temple. The Buddha does not need money, but the temple does.

You can’t be short of money.”

After hearing this, Chen Zhihe laughed, took out 20 yuan and handed it to the old monk.

The old monk took the money and said quietly: "Venerable masters who hold great power, whoever obtains this verse will achieve nothing and lead a miserable life. They will be superficial and superficial, wasting their time, and nothing more than this."

Chen Zhihe chuckled, what does this have to do with him, how could he be like this in this life.

Immediately, he was shocked. Could this be talking about his past life?

Looking at the old monk expressionlessly, Chen Zhihe said: "Then what you said is not accurate at all."

The old monk picked up a book, flipped through it, and glanced at Chen Zhihe.

"It's up to me to say it or not, and it's up to you to believe it or not. Don't force it. Judging from your face, you must be someone who is not doing well in school. Am I right?"

"No, I was admitted to Jiangnan University last year." Chen Zhihe still stared at the old monk expressionlessly, and his heart was shocked. Wasn't he like this in his previous life?

"Huh." The old monk was surprised. He looked at Chen Zhihe's face carefully for a while and kept mumbling.

"Do you have real estate?"

"have."

"Show me your right hand."

Chen Zhihe handed over his right hand. The old monk picked up Chen Zhihe's right hand and looked at it carefully.

"..." The old monk put down Chen Zhihe's hand and looked at Chen Zhihe for a long time.

"If I don't save you, you can save it yourself. I can't accept this money." After saying that, the old monk returned Chen Zhihe's 20 yuan.

"What is Buddhahood?"

"Those who are saved by Buddha are saved by themselves."

"Really or not?" Xu Xiaoran, who didn't know when he came over, couldn't help but ask. He opened his mouth and looked at Chen Zhihe and the old monk.

In fact, Xu Xiaoran had been here for a while, and saw the old monk reading Chen Zhihe's palm, and then refunded the money. In the end, the two parties played a riddle.

But in his mind, the so-called interpretation of fortune-telling in the temple is just for good luck. Who is not a fortune-teller? Since he was a kid, he always got fortune-telling wherever he went.

He had always thought that this was just a trick to cheat money. His parents had been coaxed into paying money every time, but he didn't believe it. But this old monk actually returned the money, which really made Xu Xiaoran a little doubtful about life.

Chen Zhihe said nothing, silently took the money and stepped aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you really so awesome? Then look at me?" Xu Xiaoran felt that the old monk must be playing tricks on him.

"Haha, don't tell me yet. I guess you must be Venerable Zhidingding or Venerable Tianyan." The old monk glanced at Xu Xiaoran and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Xu Xiaoran opened his mouth wide and even went into the small room to see if there were any cameras monitoring the situation in the Luohan Hall, because he was counting the Lord Tianyan.

"Your life will be smooth and noble. It's all written on your face. It's the same wherever you go to ask for fortune divination. The auspicious divination will be the same." The old monk looked at Xu Xiaoran with kind eyes, and his eyes stopped laughing.

Xu Xiaoran was stunned. It must have been too accurate. He had always thought that those fortune tellers in the past were all liars.

Listening, Xu Xiaoran took out the money and prepared to hand it to the old monk.

Unexpectedly, he was rejected by the old monk, saying that he was a blessed person and would not accept any money, so he could get some blessings.

Xu Xiaoran looked at Chen Zhihe with a confused look on his face. He felt that his world view had collapsed.

At this time, the others also came out.

Xu Xiaoran quickly told them what he had just experienced.

He Linsen also laughed at him for bluffing, how could such a thing happen?

He was half-convinced until Chen Zhihe nodded to confirm that it was indeed true.

So, the next few people paid money to clear out their signatures.

However, the old monk seemed to be low on energy and dismissed them with a few words.

All he said were nice words and clichés.

Only when Lu Caiwei and Huang Huan met, they said a few more words.

He said that Lu Caiwei, the Venerable Master of Good Sustainability, had a solitary character and it was difficult to find a good man. He had to open his heart and cherish the people in front of him. He Linsen smiled happily when he heard this.

When it was Huang Huan's turn, he frowned, shook his head, and sighed: "Those who hold the alms bowl, Woluo Venerable, should remember to let fate take its course, and do not force it."

The group of people left with their own concerns.

The rain is getting heavier.

Huang Huan held an umbrella and walked at the end. When she left the temple, she looked back at Guiyuan Temple and murmured: "You asked me not to force it, but I have to force it."

…

It rained so hard that everyone agreed to have dinner in the evening. When everyone returned to the dormitory, their clothes were soaked.

Fortunately it was summer, so I could take a shower and change clothes in the dormitory and everything would be fine.

However, this reminded Chen Zhihe that he could no longer put off buying a car.

Summer in Jiangcheng is not only extremely hot, but also often rains heavily, which is very inconvenient.

At dinner time, Fang Yu also arrived.

He Linsen said that he wanted to buy Lu Caiwei a bouquet of lilies. Chen Zhihe thought about it and was worried that the situation would be embarrassing, so he said that I would order a cake and share it between two people to avoid wasting it.

When placing the order, he told the store to write Huang Huan and Lu Caiwei's names.

While they were having dinner, He Linsen handed the lilies to Lu Caiwei with his own hands. Under the light, Lu Caiwei seemed a little moved. When she sat down to eat, she gave He Linsen a piece of fish, which made He Linsen very flattered.

Zuo Wanjia secretly revealed this to He Linsen that Lu Caiwei didn't like roses and preferred lilies.

However, Huang Huan was a little disappointed. He looked at Chen Zhihe and ate absentmindedly.

After a while, the cake ordered by Chen Zhihe arrived. Looking at the cake placed on the table, Huang Huan smiled broadly and had two shallow dimples.

After the meal, when it was time to divide the cake, Huang Huan took matters into his own hands and opened the cake box.

When I saw the two names on the cake, a trace of disappointment flashed across my face, and I smiled and said, "I'm really grateful to handsome guy Chen."

After saying that, I picked up the plastic knife in the box and cut the cake.

After cutting the cake into nine pieces, Huang Huan sat down and invited everyone to take the cake and eat it.

Chen Zhihe picked up a piece of cake with Huang Huan's name on it and handed it to Huang Huan. He handed the cake with Lu Caiwei's name to Lu Caiwei, and then took a piece for himself.

The others also took a piece.

Seeing this, Huang Huan asked Chen Zhihe to exchange for one piece with him. He gave his own piece to Chen Zhihe and took Chen Zhihe's piece over.

Chen Zhihe didn't say anything. He looked at the cream with Huang Huan's name on it and took a bite. It tasted pretty good.

"Is the cake delicious?" Huang Huan looked at Chen Zhihe and said with a smile.

“Very delicious.”

“It’s delicious, but don’t eat too much, as it’s not good for your health.”

"..."

…

I like to eat cream~
Chapter completed!