What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Xue Qing took the opportunity to ask Fa Hai to write several prayer tapes for him.

Now neatly placed on the table are the prayer tapes that Fahai helped him write.

On the red strip, some blessings such as "good health" and "all the best" are written in black ink.

It seems that the best wishes from all over the world are gathered here.

Seeing that Fahai had written so much conscientiously, Xue Qing politely asked Fahai if he wanted to write one himself.

After all, Xue Qing's wishes were all written on these prayer belts. Fa Hai had worked so hard for so long, and Xue Qing was going to distribute several prayer belts to Fa Hai.

"Okay." Fa Hai did not refuse.

But he asked: "Can the benefactor write an article for the poor monk?"

"me?"

Surprised by this question, Xue Qing pointed to himself in disbelief, "Shall I write it for you?"

Didn't Fahai already see the drafts he wrote earlier?

"But my handwriting is ugly."

Xue Qing met Fa Hai's eyes and said very honestly.

He felt that his handwriting was really hard to come by.

"No." Fa Hai handed the pen to Xue Qing, "very cute."

Does that mean his handwriting is cute?

Looking at his own "calligraphy work" on the draft in hand, Xue Qing fell silent strangely.

Hmm...let's take it as real.

Xue Qing paused to think for two seconds, looked up at Fa Hai who was still watching him, and took the brush with his hand.

Although I don't understand why Fahai asked him to write, this is one of the rare times when Fahai "begs" him, not to mention that it is not difficult to write a few words for others.

Since Fa Hai doesn't dislike his word, he can write it boldly.

"What does the master want to write?"

Pressing down on the blank prayer belt pushed by the person next to him, Xue Qing asked Fa Hai with a pen in his hand.

Under the floating sunlight, the phoenix eyes have been looking at him calmly and intently.

It seems that just looking at these eyes and a heart will calm down together.

Leaping out of time together, time also becomes slow and long.

The thin red lips parted slightly.

"Get what you want."

He said.

He wants to get what he wants.

Xue Qing raised his eyebrows knowingly, and youthful vigor overflowed from his eyebrows.

Get what you want.

Fahai is smart.

It is similar to the "everything goes well" he thought earlier.

He originally thought that there are many wishes for good health, career success, and a happy life, so it is better to just promise "everything goes well" and ask for everything to come true. .

It's like wiping a lamp that hides the lamp god, and you can get a promise from the lamp god that you can make three wishes.

Most people will seriously think about which three wishes to make.

For example, endless money, or eternal beauty.

But there are also people who find other ways.

The last wish is to make a few more wishes that will come true.

I don't know if the Buddha would blame him for being too greedy when he saw the blessing belt of "everything goes well".

It's just that Fa Hai may have made a similar wish now, so Xue Qing doesn't have such worries.

After all, even the eminent monks of Lingyin Temple made such a wish.

Just ...

The strokes of these words are a bit complicated.

Xue Qing tried to stabilize his wrist, so as not to write crookedly or blur the words.

But at the end of writing, I still couldn't hold back the flick of my wrist, and almost destroyed this prayer tape.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fahai apologetically, seeing that Fahai still wanted him to continue writing.

Xue Qing had no choice but to write again.

This time there was no episode, but Xue Qing's pen became unsteady when he almost finished writing the word "heart".

When he was nervous and troubled, the meditative sandalwood fragrance hit him again.

It seemed to fill up his nasal cavity.

Xue Qing's hand trembled, seeing that this prayer belt was about to be scrapped.

"Peace."

Warm breath spread on the back of the neck.

Someone held the pen with him from behind and helped him stabilize his movements.

Together, I finished writing the word "heart" at the bottom.

After putting down the last stroke, Fa Hai withdrew and left again, as if the warmth remaining on his fingers was just Xue Qing's illusion.

Putting down the pen and looking at the prayer tape that was finally written, Xue Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

If Fahai hadn't helped him in the end, he would probably have to write another article.

After finishing writing, Xue Qing held the blessing belt in both hands, imitating the appearance of Fahai praying in front of him.

He closed his eyes and said, "May Master Fahai, his wishes come true."

After he finished speaking, when he opened his eyes and faced Fahai, he felt that what he had done before was a bit stupid.

Xue Qing's thin skin became hot, and he handed the blessing belt to Fa Hai.

Fa Hai gave him a Namaste salute.

"Thank you sir."

The prayer tapes written earlier are almost done.

Xue Qing turned around and looked out the window.

I don't know when to hang it.

"There are few pilgrims in the temple today."

As if he could easily see what Xue Qing was thinking, Fa Hai said, "It's not like today."

When and what day is not like today.

So they took a stack of blessings and took them to Lingyin Temple to pray for the tree.

Xue Qingyuan thought that he didn't make many wishes, but when he took the stack of prayer belts in his hands, he felt the thickness and weight, and then he realized how many wishes he had asked Fa Hai to write.

The blessing tree in Lingyin Temple has grown for an unknown number of years. It is lush and lush, with thick and slanting branches.

The dense branches and leaves are covered with countless red blessing belts.

Some of them are very old, I don't know how long they have been hung on them, because of the sun and rain, the red is a little white.

It has a long history.

As soon as the wind blows, the fluttering blessing belt carrying blessings will sway with the wind.

It's like having a huge dance among the green leaves.

Xue Qing put the stack of prayer belts in his hand at the bottom of the tree first, and picked up a prayer belt from it.

Standing on tiptoe, he tried to stretch his arms, trying to tie the blessing belt in his hand to a higher position.

I haven't forgotten what Ale said, the higher the tie, the easier it is for the Buddha to see.

"Want to be taller?"

Fa Hai, who was standing next to him, asked.

"Ah."

Xue Qing tried to stand on tiptoe and tied the blessing belt on with difficulty.

After finally tying this one up, Xue Qing was about to get another prayer belt when he turned his head and saw Fa Hai next to him was also holding a prayer belt and tied it to a branch.

Fa Hai was a head taller than Xue Qing, and Xue Qing could see his raised jaw and perfect side profile.

He is obviously a monk, but his bones and skin are both good.

So the two divided the work and tied the blessing belt together.

New prayer belts were tied to this ancient tree.

"By the way." Xue Qing suddenly thought of what her sister said that day, "Master Fahai knows about the Sansheng Stone in the temple?"

The branches trembled.

The prayer belt hanging on it also moved.

Xue Qing watched Fa Hai turn his head towards him, and his lips trembled imperceptibly.

The scene in the dream struck again.

Those almond eyes gradually overlapped with those of the person in front of him.

"know."

Fahai's Adam's apple rolled, he said.

"Do you want to write your name on the Sansheng Stone? Or make a wish in front of the Sansheng Stone?"

Xue Qing has never seen the so-called Sansheng Stone, and he is also curious about what the Sansheng Stone looks like, and how lovers form a good relationship in front of the Sansheng Stone.

"Write your name on the Sansheng Stone and you will meet again in the next life. Is it really so magical?"

Xue Qing didn't believe this kind of legend at first, but after thinking about it, it's already incredible that he transformed from a snake to a human.

Maybe the world is just different.

Maybe this legend is true.

He tied the prayer belt in his hand and hung it firmly on the tree.

Seeing the content on the prayer belt, Xue Qing found that this was the first one he asked Fa Hai to write.

"peaceful always."

Two completely different "year" characters are next to each other.

Instead, there is an eerie harmony.

After waiting for a while without an answer, Xue Qing turned to look at Fa Hai next to him.

I found that Fahai's face was not as calm as usual, but had a little... I don't know how to describe it.

A corner of the frozen sculpture was suddenly melted, allowing people to peep into it.

"We will see you again." Fa Hai's eyes fell on the prayer belt Xue Qinggang fastened.

"Write your name on the stone, and we will meet again in the next life."

When Xue Qing and Fa Hai tied the blessing belts on the blessing tree, it was unknown how long it had passed.

The sun is moving west and is about to sink.

Fa Hai and Xue Qing walked back slowly in the gorgeous sunset and soft twilight.

The flowers of the Sala tree will not be released.

A little white petal emerges from the drooping bud.

Under the flowers, Xue Qing suddenly stopped.

He thought he was leaving soon, and there was something else he wanted to do.

Xue Qing still owed Fahai a kindness, and he was about to leave the temple.

The actual action seems to be unclear, so he is going to...

Fa Hai watched Xue Qing stop and grabbed his monk robe.

Almond eyes looked at him softly.

Xue Qing took off the jade bracelet from his wrist.

The jade bracelet is transparent and reflects the light under the light.

The little green snake carved on it looks like a living thing, with a naive look.

"Please take it."

Since I can't pay back in action, I can only pay back in material terms.

"If we meet again by fate in the future, I will do my best to help where I can."

Move your eyes away from the vivid little green snake.

Fa Hai was about to open his lips when he was interrupted by Xue Qing.

"Take it as a temporary deposit, master, and return it to me when we meet in the future, okay?"

Xue Qing saw Fa Hai's intention to refuse. He grabbed Fa Hai's wrist and stuffed the jade bracelet into Fa Hai's hand.

He forcefully wrapped Fa Hai's big palm with his own hand and asked him to close his hands to hold the jade bracelet.

The two hands stuck together like this, tightly wrapping the jade bracelet.

"it is good."

Fa Hai did not refuse this time, and only took out the familiar towel that Xue Qing saw from his sleeve, probably the one he used to wipe the ointment on his fingers.

Because there is still a faint trace of light green ointment on it.

I don't know if it was because the ointment was stained and it was too difficult to clean, or Fa Hai didn't clean it at all.

There are still traces of Xue Qing on it.

At this moment, this piece of scarf mixed with medicinal and sandalwood incense carefully wrapped the jade bracelet Xue Qing gave, and covered the little green snake with the fabric, and then put it into the sleeve carefully by Fa Hai.

"The poor monk is waiting to say goodbye to the benefactor."