After the popular idol changed his career to catch ghosts

Lu Shuangling stared at Shengyan's red and soft ears. His teeth were a little itchy. He wanted to take a bite. He licked his lips and pressed down the impulse. It was okay to pinch, but biting his ears was too intimate. He would definitely be regarded as sexual harassment by Shengyan satyr.

However, there was still a little regret in her heart, and Lu Shuangling sighed unwillingly.

The warm breath came to Shengyan's ear, and he moved sensitively. Lu Shuangling suddenly felt a mischievous thought, and "huh" blew into Shengyan's ear.

Sheng Yan held his hand tightly, and his pace suddenly became faster. Lu Shuangling had to hug him tighter to prevent herself from falling.

"Shuang Ling, itchy." Sheng Yan's tone was gentle, slightly helpless.

Lu Shuangling was suddenly curious about what it would be like to get angry at the feast. He wanted to see the feast get angry, but he didn't want to make the feast angry. He was in a delicate mood.

The more Lu Shuangling understood the gentleness of Shengyan, the more Lu Shuangling regretted why she was so indifferent to him in the first place.

"Sheng Yan, I treated you badly before, I'm sorry."

"Then treat me better in the future." Sheng Yan's deep voice was not only transmitted through the air, but also through physical contact, and the trembling of the chest was transmitted to Lu Shuangling's heart.

"feast."

"Ah."

"It's so kind of you."

Very very good.

Lu Shuangling put her chin on his shoulder and rubbed it lightly.

Feast moves faster.

Not long after, the gate of Songzi Niangniang Temple appeared in front of my eyes.

Although the Guanyin Temple is small, it has an elegant and beautiful design. The courtyard is divided into two platforms, the main hall is on the top, and there is a small lotus pond in front of the temple gate. Not many do so beautifully.

The pool water flows down the platform, forming a natural small waterfall. Although the yard is small, there are many plants planted there, which are lush and refreshing, making people feel cool and comfortable.

Entering the main hall of Guanyin Temple, Lu Shuangling and Sheng Yan were surprised.

The statue of Songzi Guanyin in the center of the main hall is so exquisite that it has far surpassed the artistic level of handicrafts or ordinary Buddhist statues.

Songzi Guanyin has a beautiful face, barefoot on a few lotus leaves, not holding a child, surrounded by a few young children who are playing, she holds a clean bottle in one hand, and sprinkles poplar nectar in the other, with a gentle and kind face, There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, the upper body is slightly tilted, the head is slightly tilted down, watching the children who are playing.

The whole statue gives people a beautiful feeling of softness and kindness. The murals in the temple are not as good as sculptures, but they are also fresh and refined.

Lu Shuangling leaned on Shengyan's back and bit her ear: "This doesn't look like a place to do such dirty things! A layman like me feels that his soul is sublimated when he enters."

Sheng Yan shook his head subconsciously, "Yes."

A monk turned around from behind. He was thin and his gray cloth monk robe was covered with dust and paint. When he saw the two of them, he had a smile on his face: "The two of you are here to seek a son. The Guanyin lady here is very spiritual. Yes, one incense stick is one hundred, the small oil lamp is three hundred, and the large one is six hundred. The merit box can be as happy as you want, no matter how much, the empress is equally happy."

As soon as the monk spoke, the peaceful atmosphere of Guanyin Temple disappeared.

The monk didn't seem to know them, but Lu Shuangling didn't think much of it. To be honest, he still prefers to deal with people who don't know him in daily life, and he feels at ease.

Lu Shuangling smiled and said, "Master, are you the owner of this temple?"

The monk clasped his hands together: "The poor monk is the abbot of this monastery, please refrain from anger."

Yan Yan put him off his back, and he stood up with his arm supported, "Master often sees two men coming together to beg for a child?"

Avoiding anger: "Not often, but it has happened a few times."

Lu Shuangling nodded, "Master, I won't play tricks with you. I came to you to raise a doll. My friend said that you can raise one here. I want to raise one. You just have to ask how much it is."

"What kind of doll do you want to raise? I do have a little cooperative relationship with the orphanage here, and they have many children waiting to be adopted." Most of Jie'an's business was introduced by acquaintances, but he still vigilantly tried it out.

Feast: "Shen Mengjie said that the dolls here are very useful, and recommended us to give it a try."

There was a hint of disgust in Jie Chen's eyes that was not easy to detect, and he said with a warm smile: "So it was introduced by Lord Shen Yuan, please come inside."

The two of them followed him to the back of the statue, and there was a small room behind the inner hall, which contained all kinds of dolls, only the size of a palm, and most of them looked about two or three years old.

The dolls have different postures, and all of them are smiling. I don’t know if there are too many of them, and their expressions are very realistic, which makes people feel hairy after watching.

Strange, Lu Shuangling thought, these dolls are not as otherworldly as the Songzi Guanyin above, but they are also exquisitely made, but all the dolls have no black air attached to them, and they are just statues no matter how you look at them.

Jie Chen pointed to the clay dolls on the shelf and said: "These are all ready-made. If you want to invite them, you can invite them home immediately, but the effect of the ready-made ones is definitely different from the customized ones. But there are also advantages. Be obedient and don't like them." Cause trouble, if you don't want to raise it anymore, you can just send it back, there will be no future troubles."

"What's different about the customized one?" Lu Shuangling asked curiously.

Jiechen saw that his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was very close to Shengyan, so he immediately imagined the tragic story of a same-sex couple coming out of the closet and being interrupted by parents who didn't understand.I felt a little bit of sympathy for these two people, and decided to give them a [-]% discount later.

"Customization is to customize dolls according to your needs and wishes. For example, I can make you a doll specifically for couples, family relationships, and physical health. Almighty dolls are more expensive and not easy to raise. Ready-made dolls Dolls are weak in efficacy, but custom-made ones are different, with less side effects and quick results. The price is also more reasonable.”

"What do you think?"

Lu Shuangling and Sheng Yan whispered a few words, then turned their heads and said, "We want to make a custom one. Can I have a look at the custom-made material? I'm afraid your doll is not authentic. Please go back and it won't work."

Jie Chen's service attitude is very good, not as indifferent as Qian Kuixing said, "Of course, please follow me."

Jie Chen took them from the stairs at the back to the back of the small temple, and walked along a small path for tens of meters. At the end of the road, there was a bungalow hidden in the mountains.

The room has large windows and plenty of sunlight, giving the impression of a sculpture studio rather than a superstitious den for Chinese-style Gumantong.Probably in order to create a mysterious atmosphere, prayer flags are hung on the wall, and four statues of King Kong are placed at the four corners.

Jie Chen furtively took out several transparent glass jars, with a circle of scriptures pasted on the jars, and a small bone could be seen faintly inside. "Look, these are all authentic materials. Each one is separate. There are absolutely no lonely ghosts. They are all good children who are hard-working. At least someone is willing to treat them sincerely, and they will be rewarded."

Lu Shuangling looked at Shengyan questioningly, and he shook his head slightly.It seems that the feast agrees with him, and none of them can see the black air that represents the attachment of resentment.

Now Lu Shuangling is even more certain that this Jie Chen is a deceitful fake monk. Looking at the ashes and colored materials on his body, it is estimated that this person is engaged in sculpture, and his artistic level is still very high. For some reason, he changed his career to make Chinese Gumantong up.

There was no black air attached to his bone jars, and those bones looked very realistic, but no matter whether they were real or not, there must be no ghosts inside.

Lu Shuangling glanced around and found a little black air on a camellia plant outside the house. He motioned for Sheng Yan to help him over to have a look.

The leaves of this camellia plant are big and oily, and seem to be extremely nutritious. There is a very vague human face on the leaves, which looks like a baby who is not yet full-term.

"Watching cartoons when I was young, I remember very clearly the line in the second sentence. The cherry blossoms are so red because there are corpses buried under the cherry trees." Lu Shuangling looked at Jie Chen with a half-smile, "Master, the flower of your camellia is Isn't it also very red?"

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