Chapter 118: I have a connection with this thing
Zhai Da set off for the gathering place with a backpack full of snacks.
A bus stop on Jianshe Road.
He could run this distance now, but there were too many things in his backpack, and the potato chips would probably turn into potato starch if he ran.
After getting off the taxi, more than a dozen people were already chattering at the bus stop. Seeing Zhai Da arrive, Liu Meng jumped up and down and waved, "Zhai Da! This way!"
D's will was significantly shaken.
Everyone was wearing casual clothes today and had dressed up carefully. Liu Meng was wearing a short skirt and a short-sleeved shirt with a collar, and only then could you see that her legs were short.
But very thin.
Except for the height, the other numerical monsters are all terrifyingly strong.
However, teenagers of this age probably don't understand what "beauty" and "advantage" are. Liu Meng was hidden for three years and no one discovered that she was a treasure. Even Zhai Da had no impression of her previous life.
The boys also tried their best to dress according to their own understanding of "cool", and some even wore leather jackets and applied hair wax in the middle of summer.
There is a sense of stupidity in thinking that one is very handsome.
Zhai Da is the simplest, a pair of straw-colored shorts made by Lu Wei and a black T-shirt made by Yu Xiaoli. He probably won't buy clothes much in his life.
Seeing the core figure coming, everyone was very enthusiastic and immediately surrounded him to ask questions. In fact, it was still about estimating the points, but they could never stop talking.
Zhai Da looked around and asked, "Is everyone here? When do we set off?"
Because he did not participate in the discussion, he only knew the general arrangement.
Chu Xiang, who was in charge of organizing the party, counted the number of people and said, "There are still four. There are 23 of us going to Shahe Temple this time. There will be 35 of us coming back for dinner tonight. I don't know about the karaoke. We'll see how the dinner goes."
This is already quite complete. As for restoring the peak of 57 students in Class 8 of Grade 3, it is basically impossible.
Many people are probably already working as screw drivers in factories elsewhere.
It's hard to say how long the mixed line will be.
After waiting for a while, a taxi stopped in front of everyone. The door opened, and the young and beautiful Lin Shuyao caught many people's attention.
The high-waisted A-line skirt that just reaches the knees makes her already excellent proportions even more exaggerated, and the slightly tight black short-sleeved shirt outlines her flat belly and the curve above her body, making her look very youthful.
There are also benefits to adding points in a balanced way. Not to mention these teenagers, many passers-by couldn't help but look back a few more times.
After getting off the car, Lin Shuyao chatted hand in hand with a few girls, but his eyes kept glancing around, paying attention to Zhai Da's position.
After a while, the last person, Fan Junwei, arrived. After Chu Xiang counted the number of people again, everyone took the next bus and set off.
This suburban route, which usually has few passengers, was unusually full. Except for a few old men and women, all the other passengers were students from Class 8 of Grade 3, laughing and chatting all the way.
Zhai Da chatted idly, and occasionally wondered who was worth bringing into his "summer vacation campaign".
Shahe Temple is a small temple that is not well known to locals. The area is planned to be developed into a tourist area with mountain views, ancient streets, Taoist temples and the like connected together. Currently, only half of it has been developed.
The bus swayed for a full hour, and the enthusiasm for traveling and the youthful hormones between men and women were all gone. Most of the seats were given to girls, and almost all the boys stood.
A small part of the reason is to take care of the girls, and the majority of the reason is that the boys feel that others are not sitting down, so they sit down.
He looks weak.
Zhai Da said this was really childish.
Lin Shuyao, who was sitting alone, pressed her skirt, lifted her hips and moved inwards, and said bravely: "Zhai Da, are you tired? Sit for a while."
The two of them were classmates, so this action was not too abrupt.
Zhai Da snorted, "Will I be tired? I run five kilometers every day."
Lin Shuyao thought to herself, "So that's how it is. Zhai Da has changed a lot. He has lost a lot of weight and feels very energetic. Regular exercise has brought
The changes are not just in weight, but also in temperament and skin.
He really looks more handsome now, and that kind of positive energy seems to be overflowing.
But there were too many people today, so she didn't dare to stare or talk to them.
Zhai Da looked around and said, "Let Chu Xiang sit down. He looks like he's about to fall apart."
Chu Xiang glanced at the seat next to the goddess with excitement, but his male pride still took over. "I'm not tired. How can I look like I'm falling apart? I'm not shaking at all! I'm too lazy to help myself."
Zhai Da: "I don't believe it."
The provocation easily achieved results, and Chu Xiang directly let go of the armrest.
Several boys behind also started to follow suit. For some unknown reason, a sudden male contest began.
They think they must be so handsome at this moment!
The bus started to turn, and the boys began to adjust their center of gravity, leaning towards the opponent.
Three were eliminated.
"Bang!"
After passing a big pit, a few thin ones jumped up directly.
Four were eliminated.
With another sharp turn, the two of them rolled on the ground, but the high school student was resilient and got up again with a playful smile.
"Damn! I didn't perform well!"
"Just say it when your legs are weak, haha!"
"Nonsense! Which leg of mine is weak?"
In the end, only Zhai Da and Fan Junwei remained in the final round.
Both of them started exercising recently, so their lower bodies were relatively stable and they overcame several "obstacles" in a row.
Zhai Da crossed his arms and said calmly, "Not bad."
Fan Junwei's fat face showed a rare seriousness: "You too, but I'm more stable."
"Then let's see who can hold on till the end."
"I can stand like this forever."
"Haha! Then I can stand like this forever!"
Driver: "You can't, this is the terminal! Get off the bus now!"
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Chu Xiang’s plan was good. When he arrived, it was just after noon and the sun was not so hot. He returned in time for dinner.
Shahe Temple is located in the mountains, but there are no real deep mountains and old forests in the Yangtze River Delta, so it does not have that kind of mystery. The asphalt road goes up all the way, and it is only 20 minutes away from the bus station.
There were even some stalls at the foot of the mountain selling grilled sausages, grilled corn, cold drinks and ice cream. The young boys and girls passing by stocked up according to their financial strength. Some people had almost finished eating the snacks in their snack carts.
Everyone climbed up with great interest and soon saw the so-called "Shahe Temple". It looked like a very common Chinese Taoist temple with flying eaves and staggered buildings, but the place was not big. It seemed that there were only four or five "halls" in total.
Because there is no entrance fee, there are many tourists.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see an incense burner in front of you. There is also a stall selling incense on the side. Further ahead is the main hall with the door wide open and several Buddha statues standing there.
Liu Meng asked in confusion, "Isn't that Confucius? Why is it a Buddha statue?"
Chu Xiang pointed to the right: "The internet says that the right side is the Temple of Literature, and Confucius is over there."
Zhai Da put his hands on the awning and looked to the left: "Not only that, there are also statues of the Three Pure Ones over there."
Wow, this is just a small temple, but it represents the three practices of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism!
Won't these three fight?
After some discussion, everyone started the free mode. Some went to buy incense, some went for a walk first, and everyone just decided on a meeting time.
The staff here look more like guest villagers rather than monks, and the Shahe Temple is more like a small tourism company owned by the villagers.
Zhai Da walked around with his bag and found that in addition to the three practices of "Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism", there was also a very small side hall where the "God of Wealth" was enshrined.
The main focus is on suturing, no matter which one you trust, your trip will not be in vain.
Zhai Da had not originally intended to worship, but the intuition that "since I'm already here" was engraved in his genes, so he bought a bunch of incense sticks.
Others burned them in bundles, but he burned them three at a time, which was enough.
After strolling around, I saw a fortune-telling business in a house somewhere. The fortune-telling box was shaking, and if a stick fell out, it was considered a winner.
You cannot take the sticks away, but you have to go to the side to exchange them for a small piece of paper commonly known as "deciphering the sticks". You may also be sold things like sachets and bracelets.
There is a sign that says "Dharma Distribution Center", but it is actually a place where temples and Taoist temples make money in a covert way.
It can also be called a “nearby hypermarket”.
After taking a look, Zhai Da saw Lin Shuyao shaking there, and was about to leave, but at this moment a broken line flashed from the lottery tube.
"Congratulations, host, for discovering the special white item [Useless Excellent Fortune Stick]: In the five years since Shahe Temple added this item, this unique excellent fortune stick has never been drawn."
"Ownership Status: Not Owned, Not Activated."
"Effect: Must be used with a complete fortune stick. When it is shaken out, it slightly increases the fortune of the person shaking the fortune stick. The effect lasts for one hour."
"Note: Don't overthink it. Avoiding dog poop is considered good luck, and so is stepping on it."
Zhai Da's eyes lit up and he moved closer.
Lin Shuyao was shaking, and her posture looked a bit indecent from behind. The stick holder was closed, with only a coin-sized hole at the exit. She felt that the shoulder straps had to be shaken loose before one stick came out.
When he picked it up and looked at it, his face turned dark. It was a bad sign.
Does this temple do business? It's just for good luck, why would they put "bad fortune" in it?
What a bummer.
Lin Shuyao wanted to turn around and leave, but then he thought that it might be disrespectful to all the gods and Buddhas, so after a little hesitation he took the fortune telling paper to the "fortune telling office".
An old man in a Taoist robe took one look and said, "Little girl, you're in trouble. This is a sign of a bloody tide! There will be a bloody disaster within three days!"
Lin Shuyao said nervously: "Ah~ then...what should I do?"
"I have a sachet here that can ward off bad omens! It's only 25"
Facts have proved that they are quite good at doing business. A bad fortune has its own purpose. This is called opening up the links and aligning the granularity.
Zhai Da took the fortune stick tube and looked inside through the hole. The "best fortune stick" was easily recognizable by the broken line mark. It was as thin and long as a flattened bamboo chopstick.
Then it started shaking continuously.
The first one: the winning number.
Continue shaking: win the lottery.
Shake again: still win.
This [Useless Fortune Lottery] is indeed a bit weird. Zhai Da shook it more than ten times, and the fortune stick box was almost shaken clean, but it still wouldn't come out.
Lin Shuyao stood aside, with doubt in his eyes.
Is Zhai Da hinting at me?
Shake?
Zhai Da was so anxious that he turned the fortune stick box upside down and shook out the sticks one by one. Finally, the last one, [Useless Best Lottery Stick], fell out.
The old man who interpreted the fortune was already unhappy: "Young man, you are not as good as me. You can only get what you want. You can't keep shaking the fortune stick. The Buddha will be angry."
Zhai Da thought to himself, how can you talk to Buddha with the Taoist robe you are wearing?
He gave the [Useless Lottery] to the old man: "I want to take this home."
The old man laughed and said, "That's not how you play. I'll interpret the fortune for you, but you have to put it back in because others still have to shake it."
"I have a connection with this thing. Name your price."
The old man shook his head and said: "This is a prop from the temple, I'm not selling it. You can take a look at the bracelets I have here."
"200 karma, offering to the Three Pure Ones."
The old man was stunned: "How can this be true? Isn't Yuan the same as Yuan?"
"Add another 200 merits to offer to the Buddha."
The old man opened his mouth and sighed after a long while:
"Forget it. The rise and fall of fate are all part of the scenery on the path of cultivation. It's me who is obsessed with appearances."
"Please come in, benefactor~"
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