Chapter 292 If we can’t draw something we’ll draw until we’re satisfied
Si Qian: "?"
Guest: “?”
Barrage:【？ ？ ？】
Everyone had question marks on their heads.
[Handsome guy, who taught you to answer like this? ]
【Where are the Buddhist disciples in the Beijing circle? 】
[In the future, the entire temple app will feature VR incense burning.]
【Tian Gang is the opposite?】
【The accounts that Buddha has received recently are all fake. 】
Director Zheng was stunned, his mouth hanging open so wide that he could almost fit an egg in it. "Can an electronic wooden fish accumulate merit?"
Fu Xiuchen shook his head: "I don't know."
Director Zheng was stunned when he heard this: "Then why are you still knocking?"
Fu Xiuchen raised his head and said confidently, "I'm not a monk, what's wrong with knocking twice?"
Director Zheng looked at his glaring bald head and for a moment forgot to refute.
Hearing such an outrageous answer, Liu Ye's mouth twitched: "Then what's the point of you knocking on this?"
"Come and accumulate electronic merit."
After a meaningless conversation, Fu Xiuchen put away his tablet and stood up.
Director Zheng: "But isn't this a bit inefficient?"
Fu Xiuchen pursed his lips: "There is a faster way."
"for example?"
Fu Xiuchen seriously pulled out a handful of...
Fascia gun.
Next, he connected it to an outdoor outlet.
This is a physical plug-in in the true sense.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz——!
A subtle sound was heard.
Fu Xiuchen took out a rubber gasket and placed it on the flat plate, then placed the fascia gun on it.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz——!
Merit +1
Merit +2
Merit +3
Merit +4
…
Merit +10086
This wave of operations left everyone dumbfounded.
After a long time, Si Qian gave him a thumbs up.
"Technology and Ruthless Buddha!"
My friend was shocked.
What kind of operation was this really opened her eyes.
Even Pei Li, who has always been knowledgeable and emotionally stable, couldn't help but give him sincere advice.
"You will do it, Buddha in the next life."
【Buddha: I will ban every account like this that I see.】
The Buddha woke up and found himself second on the list of successful virtues.
[No, this thing can be faked? ]
[These days, even Buddha eats pre-prepared meals.]
[An hour later, the fascia gun became a Buddha.]
Even if the Buddha came, he would have to download an anti-fraud app.
[The next day I woke up and found myself sitting in the Buddha's seat.]
[Handsome guy, are you a monk online? ]
After worshipping in the main hall, Director Zheng took the guests to ask for a marriage fortune.
The abbot had just taken the fortune stick box. Mu Weiyue was curious about these things, so she volunteered: "Let me go first!"
She picked up a piece of paper and it said:
Cultivate your mind and character, and go with the flow.
Although I don’t quite understand it, I can tell from the literal meaning that it is not a good sign.
As expected, the abbot came to interpret the divination for her: "Winning the lottery, benefactor, there is no need to rush into marriage."
When Li Chuanze heard this, his face suddenly turned bad.
He then drew a lot -
Fate is as thin as paper, and separation and reunion are impermanent.
The abbot glanced at him and said, "Draw a lot."
Li Chuanze's heart sank and he almost broke the sign in his hand on the spot.
Next, everyone drew lots one by one, but there were not many good ones.
The best lot at the moment is the upper-middle lot in Lu Yao's hand.
Director Zheng: "Who hasn't smoked yet?"
"And me."
Si Qian responded.
Director Zheng called her: "Teacher Si, come and draw lots."
Si Qian shook her head: "Forget it, I'm afraid if I draw a bad lot, I'll draw you too."
She never believes in such nonsense.
Director Zheng's body trembled.
Is she a devil?!
“…”
Director Zheng kept trying: "Teacher Si, please come and take the shot! It would be inappropriate for you not to come if everyone else is taking the shot."
"No, I'm just unlucky."
The abbot came to her with a fortune stick and said, "Donor..."
Thinking that no one had drawn a good lot, Si Qian sighed.
Although she didn't believe in these nonsense, if she really drew a bad fortune, she would be upset all day.
[Qianzi, listen to me. If we draw a bad lot, we'll break it. My fate is in my own hands!]
【If we can’t draw something that satisfies us, we’ll draw until we are satisfied. 】
If I were to draw a fortune, I would usually draw another one. If it's favorable to me, I'd believe it. If it's unfavorable, I'd just believe it. 】
[Top: A heaven-sent marriage. Bottom: Feudal superstition. Horizontal: Adapt to circumstances.]
[If you can't draw, just give up and draw again. Your destiny is in your own hands. ]
[This is not called losing, this is called pull-down refresh!]
Si Qian finally made up his mind and reached out to take out a stick from the stick box.
Take a closer look at the signature -
Fate is predestined, and marriage comes naturally.
Si Qian was stunned, and it took her a while to react.
"Am I a good sign?"
There was uncertainty in his tone.
After receiving the abbot's affirmative look, Si Qian was instantly stunned by the surprise.
Damn?
Good sign!
After such a long time of bad luck, the unlucky person finally got lucky today!
[What the hell?]
[Nine people have been drawn so far, and Asako is the only good lottery!]
[What a lucky girl!]
【My CP has God’s help!】
"Boss Pei, it's your turn now."
The abbot handed the fortune stick box to Pei Li.
Si Qian cheered from the side: "Dare to draw!"
Her draws were all good, and she didn't believe Pei Li's draws could be that bad!
Pei Li pursed his lips slightly at his boss's expectant gaze. His bony hand lingered over the stick tube for a long time before he pulled one out.
Si Qian was even more anxious than the person involved: "What signature?!"
She leaned over, but her smile suddenly stopped.
The signature is still eight words——
I am all alone and have no relatives.
“……?”
What kind of a shit sign is this?
Si Qian cursed in his heart.
Pei Li subconsciously clenched the stick in his hand, lowered his eyes and stood there quietly.
No one knows what he is thinking.
Is there something shady about this fortune?
[This isn't even a good sign, this is a very, ...
[This is a sign from hell.]
[I can bear being alone, but what's the point of having no relatives? ]
I trust Qianzi's fortune-telling more, thank you.
Amidst everyone's worried expressions, only Si Qian decisively reached out and snatched the lottery box from the abbot's hand.
She pulled out a top-notch lottery ticket and put it into Pei Li's hand.
"Wait, I'll change your destiny!"
Pei Li stared blankly at the fortune stick Si Qian stuffed into his hand.
May you be blessed with long-lasting happiness and live together till old age.
Si Qian was satisfied.
That's right!
Director Zheng on the side: "?"
Who taught her to change her fate like this?!
Si Qian combined his signature with his.
The entire signature is:
Fate is predestined, and marriage comes naturally.
May you be blessed with long-lasting happiness and live together till old age.
Si Qian nudged him with his arm: "Look! Excellent sign, great luck!"
The gloom in Pei Li's heart was instantly swept away.
"Yeah, Daji."
The more Li Chuanze thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became.
If she does this, then what does the bad fortune she just drew mean?!
Li Chuanze was still feeling depressed and asked the abbot, "How can this be possible?"
The abbot just stroked his gray beard and glanced at Li Chuanze, who was almost gritting his teeth.
"If the regulations don't say you can't, then you can."
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