In the winter, the Northeast has completely entered a cold and frozen state. It can reach minus 25 or 26 degrees below the night, and the temperature of real water splashing into ice.
There is no moon in the sky tonight, and it is particularly cold
Xijiao, originally called Xijing Village, is a natural natural village. However, with the expansion of the city, a large area of arable land was expropriated. Xijing Village, which has no land, can no longer be called a village. Instead, it has been changed to Xijiao and became the urban-rural fringe between the city and the countryside. However, it is still a distance from the real urban area, and there are still some scattered arable land in the middle.
It was over 7 o'clock in the evening, and the night was dark and the frozen people couldn't reach out. A taxi drove along the bumpy gravel road into the low and messy bungalow area in the northern suburbs.
After paying the car, the older taxi driver who was on the side wanted to speak but stopped. He pinched the money and turned around. Jiao Xiaojiao, wearing a mink coat, had already gotten out of the car.
After walking back and forth in the empty alley twice, Jiao Xiaojiao finally stopped in front of a lonely low bungalow, looked at the crooked Buddha character written on the iron sheet covered outside the window, and confirmed that this was the place she was looking for. This was the place where Jiao Xiaojiao went to the temple to burn incense and a kind lay Buddhist introduced her to her.
Bang bang bang bang she raised her hand and knocked on the rusty door in front of her
Soon, the iron door was opened from the inside, and the heat slammed on Jiao Xiaojiao's charming face.
The person who opened the door turned out to be a little monk with a shaved head and a blue Zen dress
Amitabha, female donor, living Buddha has been waiting for you in the house for a long time
The little monk looked at his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but he called him a living Buddha as soon as he opened his mouth. It was really scary, and he couldn't stop his face from being secretly happy when he bowed his head and bowed.
Oh, OK, OK, then, then take me there, little master. Jiao Xiaojiao's eyes shining, looking impatient
Seeing Jiao Xiaojiao's anxious look, the little monk couldn't stop being happy, but he still performed hard.
Female donor, don’t be impatient, the monk will take you there now, please follow me...
Jiao Xiaojiao followed the little monk through the dark and narrow corridor and entered the middle room of the house. As soon as the door was opened, the smoke was lingering, and the room was filled with the pungent smell of the burning of inferior lines. On a muddy kang, eight big men wearing yellow monk robes and showing their arms.
All of these big men closed their eyes and closed their hands, humming and chanting, and were surrounded by golden lotus lanterns bought from the wholesale market.
Female donors, these eight are the eight Vajras that the living Buddha sits on...
Oh... Looking at the guys on the kang with their heads shaking their faces, Jiao Xiaojiao couldn't see any Buddha statues, but she looked like a bastard who had dealt with her a lot.
Female donor, the living Buddha is waiting for you in the inner room, come with me. When Jiao Xiaojiao heard the word "Living Buddha" and immediately gave up her concerns and followed the little monk into the cramped inner room.
As soon as the door of the inner room was closed, the eight kings opened their eyes and got together excitedly
Damn, today I’m the best!
The two-meter-wide inner room was covered with Buddha statues painted with gold foil, and there was also a small kang. There was a bad lotus Dharma seat on the kang. On the Dharma seat was a monk wearing the same style as Tang Monk. The monk's fat chin was stacked on three layers, and he sat there like a mountain of meat. However, his big ears, thick lips, thick eyebrows and bald head really meant that he was solemn.
When I heard someone coming, the monk didn't open his eyes, muttered and recited unknown scriptures, and chased two strings of Buddhist beads in his hand.
The female donor, the living Buddha does not catch gold and silver, but he must first press the hall before seeing a doctor, otherwise the living Buddha will cry... The little monk raised his hand and gestured to the Dharma platform beside him, and an empty bowl was placed between the two lotus lanterns.
Oh oh oh, I know. Jiao Xiaojiao hurriedly took out a stack of money from her pocket and put it in the bowl.
Looking at the unopened banknotes tied with the cable ties, the young monk who had been performing for a while was gasping for breath
Female donor, the living Buddha is wandering in Taixu at this time, and you and I come to worship. If you are sincere, the living Buddha will have any gratitude. If you are not sincere, the living Buddha will not be able to come back for a while.
Jiao Xiaojiao knelt on the cushion with a bang, and then raised her head without saying a word
While Jiao Xiaojiao kowtowed, the living Buddha who was wandering in Taixu opened his eyelids and glanced at Bo Yu first. The fat flesh on his body suddenly trembled. He knew that this time he had been hanging a big fish. He turned his head and looked at Jiao Xiaojiao, and his breathing almost stopped. Such a beautiful woman actually fell into his hands. The living Buddha was so excited that he forgot to close his eyes and stared at Jiao Xiaojiao. No matter how the little monk next to him gave him a signal, it would be useless. Until Jiao Xiaojiao looked up and looked at him.
Living Buddha?! You are back!? Jiao Xiaojiao was extremely happy, and she picked up her beautiful almond eyes.
The Living Buddha realized that he had been wrong. In fact, there was still a long process to go, but he couldn't wait. He looked at Jiao Xiaojiao and nodded slightly, opened his mouth, his voice was low and a little like a sound.
I was just now traveling to the heavenly court and discussing the dispute between the Supreme Lord and the Buddha's Dao. It was so fierce that a vow came from my heart. I knew that someone with a destiny came, so I simply let the Supreme Lord and come back one by one
This set of tricks is like a fantasy novel. Jiao Xiaojiao really won't accept it anymore. She sneered for a long time before kneeling down and saying
It is because the disciple is ignorant and delays the major affairs of the Living Buddha. Please do not blame the Living Buddha.
Looking at Jiao Xiaojiao's extremely pious appearance, the living Buddha couldn't help laughing wildly. He was beautiful and rich. After a while, he fooled her and then made his eight Vajra wheels a circle. After recording the camera, he would definitely not give up until he lost all his money. Anyway, this is not the first time they have done this.
The key is that there are people who are willing to pay for it while letting them play with it.
It's okay, why the female donor came, please tell me. When Jiao Xiaojiao heard the question of the living Buddha, she raised her head suddenly, and the pair of seductive Mèi's eyes burned with flames of hope.
Begging for a child!
There is no moon in the sky tonight, and it is particularly cold
Xijiao, originally called Xijing Village, is a natural natural village. However, with the expansion of the city, a large area of arable land was expropriated. Xijing Village, which has no land, can no longer be called a village. Instead, it has been changed to Xijiao and became the urban-rural fringe between the city and the countryside. However, it is still a distance from the real urban area, and there are still some scattered arable land in the middle.
It was over 7 o'clock in the evening, and the night was dark and the frozen people couldn't reach out. A taxi drove along the bumpy gravel road into the low and messy bungalow area in the northern suburbs.
After paying the car, the older taxi driver who was on the side wanted to speak but stopped. He pinched the money and turned around. Jiao Xiaojiao, wearing a mink coat, had already gotten out of the car.
After walking back and forth in the empty alley twice, Jiao Xiaojiao finally stopped in front of a lonely low bungalow, looked at the crooked Buddha character written on the iron sheet covered outside the window, and confirmed that this was the place she was looking for. This was the place where Jiao Xiaojiao went to the temple to burn incense and a kind lay Buddhist introduced her to her.
Bang bang bang bang she raised her hand and knocked on the rusty door in front of her
Soon, the iron door was opened from the inside, and the heat slammed on Jiao Xiaojiao's charming face.
The person who opened the door turned out to be a little monk with a shaved head and a blue Zen dress
Amitabha, female donor, living Buddha has been waiting for you in the house for a long time
The little monk looked at his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but he called him a living Buddha as soon as he opened his mouth. It was really scary, and he couldn't stop his face from being secretly happy when he bowed his head and bowed.
Oh, OK, OK, then, then take me there, little master. Jiao Xiaojiao's eyes shining, looking impatient
Seeing Jiao Xiaojiao's anxious look, the little monk couldn't stop being happy, but he still performed hard.
Female donor, don’t be impatient, the monk will take you there now, please follow me...
Jiao Xiaojiao followed the little monk through the dark and narrow corridor and entered the middle room of the house. As soon as the door was opened, the smoke was lingering, and the room was filled with the pungent smell of the burning of inferior lines. On a muddy kang, eight big men wearing yellow monk robes and showing their arms.
All of these big men closed their eyes and closed their hands, humming and chanting, and were surrounded by golden lotus lanterns bought from the wholesale market.
Female donors, these eight are the eight Vajras that the living Buddha sits on...
Oh... Looking at the guys on the kang with their heads shaking their faces, Jiao Xiaojiao couldn't see any Buddha statues, but she looked like a bastard who had dealt with her a lot.
Female donor, the living Buddha is waiting for you in the inner room, come with me. When Jiao Xiaojiao heard the word "Living Buddha" and immediately gave up her concerns and followed the little monk into the cramped inner room.
As soon as the door of the inner room was closed, the eight kings opened their eyes and got together excitedly
Damn, today I’m the best!
The two-meter-wide inner room was covered with Buddha statues painted with gold foil, and there was also a small kang. There was a bad lotus Dharma seat on the kang. On the Dharma seat was a monk wearing the same style as Tang Monk. The monk's fat chin was stacked on three layers, and he sat there like a mountain of meat. However, his big ears, thick lips, thick eyebrows and bald head really meant that he was solemn.
When I heard someone coming, the monk didn't open his eyes, muttered and recited unknown scriptures, and chased two strings of Buddhist beads in his hand.
The female donor, the living Buddha does not catch gold and silver, but he must first press the hall before seeing a doctor, otherwise the living Buddha will cry... The little monk raised his hand and gestured to the Dharma platform beside him, and an empty bowl was placed between the two lotus lanterns.
Oh oh oh, I know. Jiao Xiaojiao hurriedly took out a stack of money from her pocket and put it in the bowl.
Looking at the unopened banknotes tied with the cable ties, the young monk who had been performing for a while was gasping for breath
Female donor, the living Buddha is wandering in Taixu at this time, and you and I come to worship. If you are sincere, the living Buddha will have any gratitude. If you are not sincere, the living Buddha will not be able to come back for a while.
Jiao Xiaojiao knelt on the cushion with a bang, and then raised her head without saying a word
While Jiao Xiaojiao kowtowed, the living Buddha who was wandering in Taixu opened his eyelids and glanced at Bo Yu first. The fat flesh on his body suddenly trembled. He knew that this time he had been hanging a big fish. He turned his head and looked at Jiao Xiaojiao, and his breathing almost stopped. Such a beautiful woman actually fell into his hands. The living Buddha was so excited that he forgot to close his eyes and stared at Jiao Xiaojiao. No matter how the little monk next to him gave him a signal, it would be useless. Until Jiao Xiaojiao looked up and looked at him.
Living Buddha?! You are back!? Jiao Xiaojiao was extremely happy, and she picked up her beautiful almond eyes.
The Living Buddha realized that he had been wrong. In fact, there was still a long process to go, but he couldn't wait. He looked at Jiao Xiaojiao and nodded slightly, opened his mouth, his voice was low and a little like a sound.
I was just now traveling to the heavenly court and discussing the dispute between the Supreme Lord and the Buddha's Dao. It was so fierce that a vow came from my heart. I knew that someone with a destiny came, so I simply let the Supreme Lord and come back one by one
This set of tricks is like a fantasy novel. Jiao Xiaojiao really won't accept it anymore. She sneered for a long time before kneeling down and saying
It is because the disciple is ignorant and delays the major affairs of the Living Buddha. Please do not blame the Living Buddha.
Looking at Jiao Xiaojiao's extremely pious appearance, the living Buddha couldn't help laughing wildly. He was beautiful and rich. After a while, he fooled her and then made his eight Vajra wheels a circle. After recording the camera, he would definitely not give up until he lost all his money. Anyway, this is not the first time they have done this.
The key is that there are people who are willing to pay for it while letting them play with it.
It's okay, why the female donor came, please tell me. When Jiao Xiaojiao heard the question of the living Buddha, she raised her head suddenly, and the pair of seductive Mèi's eyes burned with flames of hope.
Begging for a child!
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