[Winning 400,000! What incredible luck! I'm tired of saying I'm so envious!]
[Damn! Next time I go to a temple, I won't pray for a good marriage anymore. I'll just buy a case of scratch-off lottery tickets and kneel in front of the Buddha to scratch them!]
[Bodhisattva: I can't decide this; the people who print these aren't under my jurisdiction.]
You're burning ten dollars' worth of incense and wishing for a million dollars!
[It seems Sister Sanshui knows this master. She just mentioned hitting me again. Although the master hit her, he didn't seem to be blaming her at all.]
[Yes! And Master only raised his hand, and Miao Miao knew what he was going to do. It seems they really do know each other. Those trolls who said Miao Miao was trying to get close to him have been proven wrong.]
[It has to be said that Sister Sanshui has a really wide network of connections; she even knows the monks in the mountains.]
Seeing Luo Shimiao's hand being slapped, Bai Yunqing felt no satisfaction at all; instead, she became even angrier and more resentful.
Why does everyone tolerate and like her? My jealousy keeps spreading like a vine.
She wiped away her tears and closed her eyes, outwardly regaining her composure, but inwardly she was secretly vowing to find an opportunity to drag Luo Shimiao down with her.
After ringing the bell, Luo Shimiao put away the scratch-off lottery tickets and wouldn't let Xiao Lü play with them.
This made Xiao Lü very angry, and in the end it took its anger out on Bai Yunqing.
As it flew toward the door, it deliberately flew over Bai Yunqing's head, and a pile of poop landed precisely on her hair.
Bai Yunqing was so preoccupied with figuring out how to deal with Luo Shimiao that she didn't notice the poop on her head.
Birds are straightforward, so I believe the little green chick didn't do it on purpose.
[Yes, yes, it's impossible for it to pull so accurately; it's all a coincidence.]
The parrot eats vegetarian food, so its droppings don't smell bad; once they dry, it flies away.
[The chick is so cute, you can't go online and harass it just because of a little bit of poop it accidentally made.]
Uh...you guys are so hypocritical! (Just kidding)
Luo Shimiao was still immersed in the joy of winning the lottery. This time, he didn't fall asleep while meditating, but instead opened one eye from time to time to check the time.
She hadn't slept and her bottom felt like it was sitting on a cactus; she couldn't wait to run out and play.
She lowered her left hand and groped around the prayer mat, thinking to herself, "Little Green, where are you?" After searching for a while without finding her, she had to give up.
Little Green wandered around the temple for a while before finally flying to a century-old peach tree in the backyard.
The tree is near the room where Luo Shimiao and Hao Yun are staying.
"Chirp chirp chirp..." It looked up at the sky and chirped a series of sounds, but after waiting for a long time, no birds flew over: "Could it be that I haven't spoken bird language for too long, and they can't understand me?"
Having failed to summon its kind, the little green dog lay listlessly on the branch, its hopes of finding a mate seemingly dashed.
......
"Dong... Dong... Dong," the loud bell rang out again.
Startled by the bell, Little Green tumbled off the branch and took flight when it was still half a meter from the ground.
"Oh no, I overslept." With his extraordinary bird-like memory, he flew back to find Luo Shimiao.
Luo Shimiao was looking for it at this moment: "Where did this little rascal run off to? If someone catches it, I'll set off firecrackers to celebrate for three days and three nights!" If she could keep quiet, she would have borrowed a megaphone from the production crew to shout.
"Miaomiao, don't say that. This temple is quite effective. If someone really steals it, you'll be the one who's heartbroken." Hao Yun accompanied her to look for Xiao Lü.
"I won't be sad."
Hao Yun smiled faintly as he watched her thorough search, choosing not to expose her little lie.
The two searched around the meditation hall but couldn't find Xiao Lü. Just as they were about to look elsewhere, someone blocked their way.
"A good dog doesn't block the way." Luo Shimiao looked at Bai Yunqing in front of him, his impatience showing even with cameras around.
"You must apologize to me!" Bai Yunqing glared at her angrily. If a staff member hadn't reminded her that there was bird droppings on her head, she probably wouldn't have noticed it until nightfall.
"Why should I apologize to you? You're being unreasonable."
"Your bird pooped on my head, shouldn't you apologize?"
Luo Shimiao, who was a few centimeters taller than her, looked up at the top of her head upon hearing this: "Where's the poop? I think you don't have depression, you have paranoia!"
Hao Yun chimed in, "The hair is quite clean, where's the bird poop?"
"I've already cleaned up the poop, you can ask him if you don't believe me." Bai Yunqing looked at the photographer who was following her: "Photographer, you saw the whole thing clearly, don't you think it was her bird that pooped on my head?"
The photographer nodded truthfully; with so many viewers in the live stream seeing it, it was something that couldn't be faked.
Luo Shimiao raised an eyebrow slightly. That little rascal had actually done a good deed. Finding the bird was the priority now; there were many pilgrims coming and going, and if someone really took it, where would she find it again?
Thinking of this, he casually said, "I'm sorry, I got your gold thread dirty. I'll get some sulfuric acid to wash it for you another day when I have time." After saying that, he pulled Hao Yun to find Xiao Lü elsewhere.
Bai Yunqing was momentarily stunned, not expecting that Luo Shimiao would actually apologize. From what she knew, Luo Shimiao was arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously.
Logically, she shouldn't have apologized. She had intended to use this incident to show the audience how unreasonable and domineering she was. But her simple apology ruined the plan, leaving her very frustrated.
Luo Shimiao had walked less than fifty meters when he heard a sullen voice.
"Shui Shui, I've come to pick you up." Little Green landed on Luo Shimiao's head from the sky.
Luo Shimiao raised his hand and accurately grasped its body: "Water my ass, where have you been gallivanting off to? I've been looking for you for ages. Do you believe I'll cut off your feathers?"
Little Green tilted its head and rubbed against her hand: "Don't be angry, I took a nap in the peach tree, and as soon as I heard the bell, I came to find you."
Hao Yun said, "Little guy, don't run around like that next time. Miao Miao was so worried when she couldn't find you. She almost lifted the floorboards to look for you just now."
"Waaaah~" Little Green was moved to tears: "How can you be so good to me? How can I live if you die!"
Luo Shimiao flicked its mouth: "Don't worry, I'm tougher than you." She put it on her shoulder, took Hao Yun's arm, and walked towards the back of the temple.
After meditation, the next 45 minutes will be spent on walking meditation and physical labor.
Walking meditation refers to practicing Zen meditation while walking, while working in the Zen monastery means doing manual labor. Examples include carrying firewood and water, cleaning the environment, picking flowers and tea leaves, etc.
Seeing that it was the way back to the dormitory, Hao Yun couldn't help but ask, "Are we going back to the dormitory? But aren't we supposed to be doing walking meditation now?"
“No, there are too many people in the front yard. Let’s go to the peach tree for meditation. It’s quiet and won’t disturb other worshippers.”
She suddenly realized, and the image of her interacting with her master in the meditation hall flashed through her mind: "Miaomiao, do you know the master who meditates with us? What is his Dharma name?"
“His Dharma name is Huikong. He was the one who guided me when I came to this temple for meditation before.”
"No wonder, you can tell what Master is going to do as soon as he raises his hand. You must have gotten your hands slapped a lot before."
Luo Shimiao's eyes flickered, and he coughed lightly, saying, "A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories."
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