One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong was happy for a few days, and Bui Xiang reminded her that she should go to Huanshan to see, so she was relieved.

Huanshan is just outside the city.

There is an ancient temple on Huanshan Mountain, which is full of incense and there are many pilgrims.

Ling Qiong looked up at the almost invisible end of the ladder, calmly took out her mobile phone, and searched - the way to go up the mountain.

Baidu is very ruthless, and only gave her one result - go up.

Huanshan is affected by the mountain and respect for beliefs, so even if there are many pilgrims, there is only one way to climb up.

This is the only way for leaders to come.

Ling Qiong swallowed, thinking about Bu Xiang's terrible language output, she decided to go up and have a look.

Which escaped goblin is at work.

If you don't run quickly when you are free, it is too much to start making trouble when you are so close!

Twenty minutes later.

Ling Qiong sat down on the steps, looking at the distant scenery and thinking about why she fell to this point.

After much deliberation, I can only blame the cubs.

If he hadn't run away with a resentment girl, Bui Xiang might not be able to remember Huanshan when he was happy...

Yes, it's all the cub's fault!

Lingqiong held her face and sighed.

Suddenly a voice came from the side: "Sister, you also failed the exam, do you want to come to pray?"

She turned her head and met the big sparkling eyes of the little girl, about seven or eight years old, squatting on the step hill next to her.

Ling Qiong looked around, and the people passing by didn't stop, obviously they didn't know the little girl.

Ling Qiong asked casually: "What worship Buddha's feet?"

What is the special rule of Huanshan, that one must worship the Buddha's feet?

The little girl said innocently, "It's just that you can get high marks in the exam by praying to the Buddha's feet."

Ling Qiong: "..."

That's hugging Buddha's feet, right?

"Who did you listen to?" He didn't study hard at a young age, so he started doing these unreliable things.

Little girl: "Little fat."

"Who is Fatty?"

"I'm at the same table." The little girl imitated Lingqiong's appearance and held her face together: "He just worshiped the Buddha's feet, and got 100 points in this exam. His mother bought him a Transformer."

"Maybe it's because of his hard work." If cramping is useful, what else needs to be done.

The little girl pouted: "How is it possible, Xiaopang takes the second-to-last exam every time!"

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows: "Who is the last one?"

The little girl pointed to herself: "Me."

Ling Qiong: "..."

Ling Qiong thought for a while: "So you also want to take the test with 100 points?"

"Well, I want to buy a doll, but my grades are not good, so I can't buy it." The little girl sighed, "Tell me, why do adults hate it so much?"

Lingqiong: "Sooner or later, you will grow into something you hate."

Little girl: "???"

Ling Qiong sat there for a long time but did not see anyone coming to lead the child, "You came alone?"

"Yeah." The little girl said triumphantly, "I know the way."

"..."

Ling Qiong was in awe of the bear child, got up and continued to climb.

"Sister, are you here to worship Buddha's foot?" The little girl followed her.

"no."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Suffer."

"Eh?"

After all, the little girl is too young to understand the vicissitudes and helplessness of Lingqiong being tortured by life.

-

The little girl followed Lingqiong all the way to Mount Huanshan.

This is the time when there are the most pilgrims, and you can see people everywhere.

Ling Qiong walked around the front hall, observing the coming and going of pilgrims and monks in the temple.

Looking at the mountain is no different from a normal temple.

"You're not going to worship the Buddha's foot, what are you following me for?" Ling Qiong looked at the little girl following her angrily.

The little girl tugged at the hem of her clothes: "I... I don't know which one it is."

Ling Qiong was amused: "Didn't Fatty tell you?"

The little girl shook her head: "He only said that it was very dilapidated, and there was a tree struck by lightning next to the house."

Ling Qiong thought for a moment: "You said, you can get good grades after worshiping the Buddha's feet?"

Anything odd is worth exploring.

The little girl nodded firmly.

"I'll take you to find it."

The little girl immediately jumped up: "Thank you sister!"

There are many buildings on Huanshan.

Some are open to the outside world, but some are closed to the outside world, and only people inside the temple are allowed to enter and exit.

Lingqiong didn't find anything similar to what the little girl said in the part that was open to the public.

The little girl was obviously tired, and she tugged on Ling Qiong's clothes: "Sister, I can't walk anymore."

Ling Qiong pulled back the hem of her clothes: "I can't walk anymore either."

The two stared at each other.

"Benefactor, this back is not open to the public, you can go to the front. There is no Buddha statue here that the benefactor said can improve people's grades. Please don't believe these vain rumors."

The little monk turned to a pilgrim, Amitabha, and persuaded him to leave.

But the pilgrim was very persistent.

It's not that there is a Buddha statue in the door behind the little novice, and he wants to go in.

During the dispute between the two, the pilgrim opened the door a little.

Lingqiong and the little girl saw a big tree that had been struck by lightning at the same time. The trunk was still scorched black, but new branches had sprouted, and the light green color was in stark contrast to the pitch-black trunk.

The two looked at each other.

found it!

But the door is locked, and there is still a young novice outside, so it may not be easy to get in.

-

five minutes later.

Ling Qiong sat on the courtyard wall and pulled the little girl up: "Why are you so heavy?"

Looking at the small child, it looks like a lump of iron.

The little girl blushed: "I'm not fat..."

"I didn't say you were fat." Ling Qiong jumped down, "Jump down by yourself."

The little girl looked down, a little scared: "I... I dare not."

"It's so high, why don't you dare?" Lingqiong suppressed her voice: "Hurry up and jump, don't you want a good grade?"

"..."

The little girl swallowed, looked down and looked down.

In the end, probably because the temptation of good grades was too great, she gritted her teeth and jumped down.

Sand was piled underneath, and the little girl fell on the sand without any injuries.

"I don't know what's going on recently, why do people come to ask and pray to the Buddha who can make good grades every day..." There was a conversation outside.

"That's right." This was the voice of the little novice, "Two days ago, someone just asked, but today someone came here...you have to go in."

"Where is there any Buddha statue behind here, and I don't know where these people heard the rumors."

"But the tree in this yard sprouted new sprouts two days ago..." In their knowledge, the tree was already dead, so it was strange how it suddenly sprouted new sprouts.

"Why don't you tell Master and the old man..."

"also."

The conversation between the two gradually faded away.

Ling Qiong cast her eyes on the scorched big tree in the deserted courtyard, the tender green buds trembled in the wind, as if they would die at any moment.