Chapter 134 Entering the game Sister Sang didn't dare to be careless anymore and told me the whole story of how she got this had told her friends before that she had someone she liked, but she was always hesitant as to whether the other person liked her or not. She was a little afraid to express her feelings, so she was very conflicted. Later, the friend recommended her to a small temple in City X. "Although this temple is not big, my friend said it is very effective and has a lot of incense. In particular, there is a marriage tree. If you hang a red ribbon on it, your wish will most likely come true." "I thought it would be a good idea to get some good luck, so I went to the small temple she mentioned." I asked, "Is the monk who gave you the doll from that temple?" "I'm not sure." Sister Sang shook her head. "After I hung the ribbons on the tree, I was about to leave when a monk came up to me and gave me the doll, saying that it was predestined for me. As for whether he was a monk from the temple, I really don't know." Regardless of whether he was a monk in the temple or not, he must have been hiding in the crowd, observing the pilgrims who came to burn incense, and seeing which ones were most likely to accept and keep the doll well. Such a cute little baby, most men and women in love, as long as they have something to ask for, will not refuse such "good luck". Sister Sang continued: "Not long after I brought the doll home, I confessed my love to Xiao Yu. After the confession was successful, I thought that the little temple was indeed effective and that this was a good start. I didn't expect..." I added: "The talisman engraved on this statue has the effect of stimulating sexual desire, and the statue will take the opportunity to absorb the emitted essence. If placed close to the human body for a long time, the spirit will become listless, the fortune will decline, and the body will gradually deteriorate."
Sister Sang was angry, and looked at Brother Yu with some heartache: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect... it would be like this, and I made you suffer." Brother Yu shook his head: "It's not your fault, no need to blame yourself." I looked at the greasy look and smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem. Let me take care of this thing. You two just need to get more sun, and then... don't do it too often for the time being, and there will be no problem!" Sister Sang and Brother Yu both understood what I meant, and a suspicious blush appeared on both of their faces. Sang Zimei held my hand and said, "Cancan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would never understand why I became like this. But I have no grudge against that monk, why would he want to hurt me?" I looked at the black statue in my hand and said, "The purpose is not to harm you. Their purpose should be to absorb the essence. As for what this essence is used for, we need to investigate further." "Cancan, how do you know so much?" Brother Yu was a little curious: "Are you a Feng Shui master?" Before I could answer, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said with wide eyes: "No wonder you can solve those problematic haunted houses. It's not because you have a strong horoscope, but because you understand Feng Shui, right?" "You're half right. I'm not a Feng Shui master, I'm a ghost hunter. Feng Shui masters all have their shortcomings, so my master doesn't allow me to read Feng Shui. I came here to take a look because you are my friends." I saw Brother Yu and Sister Sang’s mouths opened wide, both with a look of disbelief: “Catching ghosts…???” "Are there really ghosts in this world?" Their business was settled, and I was ready to leave, so I shrugged my shoulders and gave a deliberately vague answer: "Who knows? If you believe it, it exists, and if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist." After leaving their little home, I posted this matter in the small group of "Save Points Well" which was occupied by Sister Liu, Taoist Chen and others. Liu Yu (Liu Yu) replied immediately: [Which dilapidated temple is it? I will go and destroy it right now. ] I sighed slightly: [There is no problem in destroying the temple, but the monk may not be from the temple. Moreover, if we alert the enemy, we will not be able to find the mastermind behind the incident.] [Also, there must be more than one statue like this. Those who took the statue must have also had their spirit absorbed by it. What did they do afterwards? These problems must be solved.] Liu Yu (Liu Yu): [Cancan, have you thought of a solution? ] Me: [I want to pretend to be a pilgrim and go to that small temple to make a wish and see if I can meet that monk. We can communicate at any time if anything happens.]
Liu Yu (Liu Yu): [OK] …… Lingyuan Temple. It happened to be the weekend, so I came early the next morning. The temple is indeed not big, and it is quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle, making it quite inconspicuous. The brown-red tiles on the roof have changed color due to the erosion of rain and time, the yellow walls have become mottled, and the dark red paint on the wooden door has also peeled off slightly. However, the plaque on the door with three large gold-plated characters "Lingyuan Temple" is very conspicuous and has been wiped clean without a speck of dust. I stepped through the gate and was shocked by the number of pilgrims here. Although it's not crowded with people, it's still quite lively. In addition, this small temple is not very big, so it looks particularly crowded. I bought a handful of incense paper and a few pairs of red candles in the temple, burned them in the incense burner in front of the temple, and then went to the main hall to kneel and worship. "I worshipped in the main hall and the side hall, and donated some money. Finally, I bought a red ribbon with a small wooden sign, wrote the name of the person I liked, and threw it on the tree to hang." I copied Sang Zimei's route and what she had done step by step, and at the same time looked carefully to see if there was anything wrong or someone out of place. As I walked out of the side hall, I soon saw the tree that was said to be very effective in finding love. The tree was tall and lush, quite different from the small temple. Many red silks with wooden plaques were hung on its branches and leaves, and it seemed that even the branches were slightly bent by the pressure. There were quite a few people standing under the tree, throwing signs up to the tree. A man had set up a small table next to the tree, which was filled with long and short ribbons with prices marked on them. I bought the biggest and longest one and was about to leave. "You don't write your name?" The man setting up the stall was an old man in his fifties. He handed me a pen. I took the pen, paused for a moment, and wrote Chu Yucheng's name. Looking at the name on the wooden sign in my palm, I actually felt like I was a young girl in love, praying for love. I deliberately threw it several times under the tree but failed to hook it. After finally hanging it up, she looked ecstatic, just like a little girl in love. After finishing all this, I walked around the temple a few times. My efforts paid off. Sure enough, in an inconspicuous corner, a monk in monk's robes walked towards me. I could already see the black air coming out of his arms. "Donor, I think you have some emotional troubles." The man looked to be in his 30s. At first glance, he looked very kind, which made people want to get close to him. I followed his words and said shyly: "Yes, there is someone I like, but I don't know whether I should confess my feelings to him or not." The monk smiled and took out a doll from his arms. The doll looked very similar to the one I saw at Sang Zimei's house yesterday, just as white and plump, and just as cute.
"Amitabha, my Buddha and the donor are predestined. If the donor takes this doll back and places it somewhere close to him, it can bless the donor's fortune. I believe that the donor's wish will come true soon." He held the doll in both hands, as if it were some kind of treasure that must be treated well. I took the doll calmly, with fake surprise in my eyes. "Thank you! Does this... cost money?" The monk put his hands together and said: "Buddhists do not care about material things. We would be very grateful if you can come to our small temple and offer some incense after your wish comes true." "Okay, definitely!" "Donor, please remember to keep it somewhere safe near you!" the monk instructed me carefully. I "nodded in agreement" "with joy".