20demayo Chapter 135 There are 1 jade beads in total 108【5】
Chapter 135 There are 1 jade beads in total 108【5】
An Ting originally did not want to attend the ritual ceremony at Jing'an Temple, but Rongchuan repeatedly begged him, so he had no choice but to accompany Rongchuan on this trip.
An Ting and Rong Chuan drove halfway and found that the road ahead was extremely blocked. Seeing this, An Ting thought that the Dharma gathering at Jing'an Temple was indeed very lively, so lively that the road was blocked.
Rongchuan stuck his head out of the car window to see how far ahead the long queue was.
"An Ting, it seems we can't drive there anymore. There are too many people watching today's Dharma conference."
"Then get off the car and walk over?"
Rongchuan nodded and followed An Ting to unbuckle and get out of the car.
"There's still a long way to go before Jing'an Temple. We have to walk faster."
"Don't be so anxious, right? It's just a ceremony."
When Rongchuan heard what An Ting said, he immediately looked at An Ting with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.
"An Ting, this Master Wang'an is very effective. I have been single for so many years, and I just want to ask him when will my marriage come, and when will I become rich."
"Then why don't you usually visit Master Wang'an? You have to make the time for the Dharma gathering." An Ting raised his eyes and glanced around, "Look at so many people around you, can you guarantee that Master Wang'an is available?" Does this count as marriage for you?"
"Hey, Master usually doesn't show up. He only shows up during Dharma gatherings. He usually stays in seclusion and doesn't see anyone."
"Is that so..."
Rongchuan drooped his head, with a look of disappointment on his face, "Do you think I want to queue up when there are many people? It's not that I don't see him usually, everyone says he is very effective, otherwise no one would pay a lot of money to ask him to count. Gua."
"Then if you can really get Master Wang'an to tell your fortune this time, how much money will you get?"
Rongchuan frowned, as if he was recalling something, and then he patiently explained to An Ting: "I remember someone told me that Master Wang'an will not collect money immediately for fortune telling, but after the prediction comes true. , just bring a generous gift when you go to repay the vow. This gift is not just money, it can also be something else, as long as Master Wang'an is willing to accept it."
"If someone deliberately gives something worthless, wouldn't it be in vain for Master Wang'an?"
Rongchuan once again showed an incredible expression to An Ting. He said: "An Ting, are you stupid? Being able to be taken a look at and counted by Master Wang'an is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you don't seize the opportunity, you are still calculating. Master, do you not want to enjoy happiness or do you want to die?"
An Ting nodded, thinking: This Master Wangan is really highly respected in the hearts of the people.
After a while, An Ting followed Rongchuan towards Jing'an Temple and asked Rongchuan: "By the way, how old is Master Wang'an?"
"I don't know, no one knows his true age."
"That's really mysterious."
An Ting and Rong Chuan walked to the gate of Jing'an Temple. The place was already crowded with people. Rong Chuan was worried that he would get separated from An Ting, so he held An Ting's hand tightly and walked together to the place where incense was sold.
"An Ting, let's buy some incense, and after we pray, we can go to the merit box and donate some money. What do you think?"
"Well, it's fine."
An Ting followed Rongchuan closely. After burning incense with him, he went directly to the merit box to donate some incense money. Finally, they followed the crowd to the Dharma ceremony.
There were hundreds of monks meditating at the ceremony. People who came to observe the ceremony could only stay outside the cordon. There were monks guarding them and not crossing the cordon.
"An Ting, look, Master Wang'an has come out."
An Ting looked in the direction Rongchuan said and saw Master Wang'an standing in front of the Buddhist hall wearing a golden monk's robe. The cassock on his shoulders was dark red with checkered patterns on it. At first glance, it seems to be embroidered with gold thread, and it will sparkle under the light.
Taking a closer look, An Ting discovered that Master Wang'an was wearing Buddhist beads made of jade, which were priceless.
"An Ting, how many beads do you think Master Wang'an has in his hand?"
"you know?"
Rongchuan replied with a smile: "Of course I know. There are 108 emerald beads on Master Wang'an's neck, which means the elimination of one hundred and eight kinds of troubles, and there are 54 emerald beads on his hand, which means 54 of spiritual practice. A place."
An Ting looked Rongchuan up and down and praised him happily, "You really know this Master Wang'an well. It seems that you pay a lot of attention to his affairs."
"I don't know much about him. I just remembered him after hearing about him occasionally."
"Yeah, I have a good memory."
An Ting was not very interested in the Dharma conference, so after listening to a short section of the Dharma conference, he told Rongchuan that he wanted to go around the area.
"Then be careful. It's night now. Don't wander around. We'll meet at the merit box later."
"it is good."
An Ting walked around the temple boredly, but he only walked around the outside of the temple and did not go in to disturb the practice of other monks.
The scenery of Jing'an Temple is very beautiful. The rows of bodhi trees are very beautiful. There are orange street lamps standing next to the bodhi trees, giving people a very peaceful feeling in the dark night.
After visiting the outskirts of Jing'an Temple in Anting, he immediately walked to the merit box, intending to meet Rongchuan.
It was not a long way from his current location to the merit box, but he seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting a wall and couldn't get there.
An Ting frowned and muttered: "What's going on? Did I go in the wrong direction?"
An Ting looked at the monk's room in front of him. He felt that he should have reached the monk's residence.
He looked around, planning to find a monk to ask for directions, but all the monks here seemed to have gone to attend the Dharma meeting in front, and there was no one there.
"Forget it, let's go back the way we came."
An Ting turned around and prepared to retrace his steps back to the Bodhi tree. Unexpectedly, he would meet Master Wang'an here.
When Master Wang'an saw him, he first stood there in silence for a long time, then nodded and whispered: "Amitabha, it seems that this donor is destined to Wang'an, why don't Wang'an make a fortune for the donor?"
An Ting was not very interested in fortune telling. He was just about to politely refuse, but he heard Master Wang'an say to him: "The donor is afraid of a bloody disaster recently. It is better for Wang'an to give the donor a peace talisman to ensure the donor's safety."
"I don't dare bother Master Wang'an. I don't care about these things, so I won't bother Master Wang'an."
Wang'an stepped forward, fiddled with the jade beads in his hand, and said to An Ting: "It's okay if the donor doesn't want the peace talisman. Wang'an looked at the donor's face and saw that the donor's marriage line was a bit messy. If the donor wanted to marry the one he loved, We are staying together forever, why don't the donor wait for Wang'an for a while, and Wang'an goes into the house to get something for the donor."
"Master Wang'an, don't bother me."
Wang An entered the room for a while, and then An Ting saw Wang An walking up to him holding a small exquisite box.
Wang'an handed the box to An Ting and whispered: "The donor must keep the things in this box well. If the donor really wants to stay with his beloved and grow old together, then the things in the box must not be lost. "
"Can I open the box?"
"No, you can't open this box until you die, but if the donor keeps guarding this box, you can grow old together with your loved one."
"What does Master Wang'an want?"
"Wang'an doesn't want anything. This box is destined to be given to the donor."
After Wang An finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the house. An Ting looked at the closed door and unconsciously clenched the box in his hand.