Chapter 157 Disaster-free Temple
Most people would find it unlucky to find out that it was a life loan, throw it back, and would never accept it, but Shi Ling kept it all in his pocket.
Small money is so delicious, how can it be unlucky?There are portraits of great people on it, how can you just throw it away casually?
After picking it up, Shi Ling counted it, his eyes sparkling, "Wow, there are more than 5000. Sure enough, the satisfaction of counting cash is something you can't find in online banking. Foster father, if you see this kind of money in the future, remember to call me. Come pick it up.”
Xi Jin was speechless, "Are you so short of money after you were kicked out of Shi's house?"
Shi Ling: "It's lacking. Who would mind having too much money?"
Xi Jin was slightly heard Su Zhe'an say that Shi Ling is now an Internet celebrity anchor with millions of fans. Every time she broadcasts live, someone will reward her. Even if she doesn't accept ads, she will not be short of course, the consumption level of Internet celebrities is still incomparable with that of wealthy daughters.
Thinking of this, Xi Jin actually had a moment of conscience, feeling that he should not break off the engagement and use Luo Yuan to drive Shi Ling out of Shi's house just for the sake of Ling seemed to be in a bad state of mind. If he hadn't been a psychic, he probably wouldn't have been able to survive leaving the Shi family.
Xi Jin rarely gave a kind suggestion: "There is a temple outside the north gate. The incense is very good. Patients and their families often go there to worship Buddha and fulfill their vows. If this money affects your luck, donate it as sesame oil money and let them borrow their lives from the Buddha."
However, Shi Ling was rebellious: "No, I have accumulated virtues and done good deeds throughout my life. This is what I deserve."
Xi Jin: "..." It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words.
When Shi Ling went out from the north gate of Xikou Hospital, he saw a very popular temple called Wuji Temple.
Due to its geographical advantage, the Wu-Disaster Temple is close to Xiguang Hospital, and its name is auspicious for the occasion. Therefore, all patients and their families who come to Xiguang Hospital for medical treatment will come here to pay their respects and pray for no disasters.
However, Shi Ling felt that Wuhan Temple did not have the feel of an ancient temple. The building materials were brightly colored and did not feel primitive or ticket management is implemented at the entrance, and the automatic cash register contains clearly priced incense candles, as well as cultural and creative ice creams and amulets from Wuhan Temple.
She went in to take a look out of curiosity and paid a hundred yuan for the ticket.
"It's true that there is a person in the Buddha's life."
Shi Ling clicked his tongue softly, took a bunch of incense sticks as a gift, and was about to enter the Buddhist temple to worship, but his eyes were attracted by the large golden ginkgo tree outside the Buddhist tourists are taking photos of ginkgo trees and Buddhist temples.
Most temples are planted with ginkgo trees, and some ancient temples even have thousand-year-old ginkgo can bear fruit in 20 years.
However, Shi Ling looked around and saw that almost none of the ginkgo trees in Wuhan Temple had ginkgo fruits, and even the tallest trees had no fruits.
Shi Ling clicked his tongue, "This temple is a bit young. It's only less than 20 years old. Why does it feel like it hasn't been built for as long as Xikou Hospital?"
A slightly sarcastic voice came from the side, "Because the Wuhan Temple was deliberately built next to Heeguang Hospital, so that there would be more passenger flow and incense."
Shi Ling turned his head and saw a young monk wearing gray robes.
The little monk looked like a primary school student, with a round shaved head. He was good-looking, but his face was not kind, and he was even cynical. The beads in his hand were about to be torn off.
Shi Ling was surprised, "Why do you say that about your temple?"
The little monk immediately became furious and glared at her: "This ruined temple is not my temple! I am a monk from Fanning Temple! Our Fanning Temple is the oldest ancient temple in Yuncheng. It has been built on Fanning Mountain for more than 1000 years. , it is not comparable to this kind of dilapidated temple built in more than ten years to make money!"
(End of this chapter)