Hidden in the court

Chapter 148 The Colorful World

The four of them came forward, bowed, and lit the incense.

Just after they finished praying, Luo Lin and Ji Mingshang were approached again by the man who sold incense.

"Miss, would you like to see the bell tower?"

Looking in the direction he pointed, there was a small building with no roof but a big bell hanging on it.

"Girl, we have a saying here. It can also be used to pray for blessings. Legend has it that as long as the bell rings twelve times, the man and woman will be happy. If the bell rings twenty-four times, they will live happily together forever. If it rings thirty-six times, it means the relationship is in this life, and it can continue in the next life..."

Rowling understood that it would probably cost money.

As expected, "One copper coin for each knock."

Luo Lin laughed twice, "It's just this thing, whoever knocks it is a fool."

Then, she saw Ji Mingshang quickly take out thirty-six copper coins, and then she felt Ji Mingshang dragging her towards the bell tower.

It was not until she reached the bell tower that Rowling had the chance to speak.

"What are you doing? Isn't this obviously a lie?"

"Just have fun. This trip can be considered a business trip anyway. The Censorate will reimburse you when we return."

Hu Die and "Su Mengyang" didn't know what to do because they were also being harassed by someone.

"Miss, why don't you donate some money to the God of Wealth to accumulate blessings?"

Hearing this, Su Mengyang smiled and said, "The God of Wealth controls all the wealth in the world, why would he want a few dollars from me?"

"You are such an rude servant. The temple can use the money to repair the main hall and rebuild the golden statue, and it can also be used for the God of Wealth. Besides, your young lady hasn't said anything yet, and you are interrupting her?"

Look at this person's attitude, it is obviously not as good as his attitude towards Ji Mingshang and Luo Lin just now.

The man turned around and looked at Hu Die flatteringly.

"Miss, look..."

"roll!"

"Miss, don't be angry. Get out of here right now. Get out of here right now."

Just then, a deep bell sound came from not far away.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Throughout the entire temple, people were looking over there. Ordinary people were there to watch the fun, while the wealthier ones wanted to see who was so stupid and rich as to have the time to ring this shabby bell.

Ji Mingshang was seen pulling the rope with both hands, swinging the hammer and hitting it vigorously.

Poor Rowling, because of her height, only her head was visible, and even if she raised her hands she couldn't reach the vertebrae.

Seeing that Ji Mingshang had already knocked down six people, the people standing below immediately shouted loudly.

"The bell rings six times, happiness and contentment——"

It has to be said that you are typing on the top, a group of people are watching below, and there are people shouting for you below, so there is emotional value.

But Rowling was not in a very good mood at the moment. She clearly brought herself here, but how could she not feel any sense of participation?

How could Ji Mingshang not notice this? He let go immediately after the sixth knock, turned around quickly, and picked up Luo Lin in the blink of an eye.

The first time, Rowling was really scared.

"what--"

"What are you asking for? Knock!"

When Luo Lin reacted, he looked at the scepter in front of him, grabbed the ropes on both sides and started hitting it, laughing as he did so.

Hu Die and Su Mengyang below also laughed when they saw this scene. But after thinking about it, Hu Die still chose to keep a straight face, but the pressure on the corners of her mouth was not necessary.

But this situation took on a different meaning in the eyes of people who didn't know them.

"What's going on? Why is there someone bringing his daughter up there to play..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After twenty-four rings, Rowling's strength in ringing the bell became weaker and weaker, so Ji Mingshang simply put her on his neck, freed her hands and plugged her ears.

"Who invented this thing? Why does it have twelve strokes?"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Finally, with the combined efforts of the two, the bell rang a full thirty-six times.

"The bell rang thirty-six times, and the fate of this life will continue in the next life—"

Hu Die and Su Mengyang were waiting for them downstairs, but by then both of them had covered their ears and came down dizzy.

"I'm almost going deaf."

“You don’t even need earplugs!”

As if having heard Ji Mingshang's complaint, another person from the temple came over and took out a pair of wooden earplugs from his body.

"Sir, a pair of earplugs and three copper coins."

"Okay, okay, why didn't you say anything just now?"

Ji Mingshang laughed out of anger, but the man looked innocent.

"You didn't ask?"

"You don't sell when you should, and you sell when you shouldn't. Go away..."

After much effort, I walked against the crowd and finally got out of the temple.

"Although this one has some problems, it's normal. Let's move on to the next one."

Soon, several people rushed into a temple.

They asked for money in the same way. As soon as I entered the temple, I heard a lot of noise outside the main hall. It turned out that the monks from the city were setting up stalls in front of the main hall to sell Buddhist beads and relics.

These relics were crystal clear, emitting a faint Buddha light, and the Buddha beads were made of high-quality wood, each round and smooth, emitting a faint fragrance. They soon attracted the attention of many devout men and women. The monk smiled and gently introduced his treasure to passers-by.

"This is a rare treasure, a relic. It is said to be left behind by a great monk after his death. It has supreme magical power." He pointed at the relic and said. Then, he picked up a string of Buddhist beads. "This Buddhist bead is made of thousand-year-old wood. Each bead contains a deep Buddha nature. Wearing it can keep you safe."

In response, several people just smiled and said nothing. Although Su Mengyang had never seen any good things, he could tell that these things were definitely not as valuable as they said, otherwise they would not be sold at relatively cheap prices.

"If it's a piece of wood, they say it's a thousand years old. And these relics and glass beads are almost the same."

Ji Mingshang's words are not so kind.

"Amitabha, monks do not lie."

The old monk did not refute, but put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

"You become a monk just by shaving your head, wearing a monk's robe, and chanting the Buddha's name? Which temple are you from? Which ordination center are you from? Who is the monk who ordained you? Who is the great monk Kai Tang? Who is the Karma Ashrama? Who is the Teaching Ashrama? Who is the Christian Master? Where is the confession hall? Show me your ordination certificate."

He told the old monk directly that he was autistic, but did not bother him too much and let him go.

Turning around, Luo Lin asked Ji Mingshang curiously, "You really know all this! Were you a monk before?"

I have to say that the previous part was really amazing. Even Hu Die and Su Mengyang turned their heads to want to know the answer.

"No, I had a friend who was a monk, and he told me."

Ji Mingshang could only make friends out of nothing. He couldn’t say, “Thanks to the Internet, I have seen how colorful the world is,” right?