Chapter 112 Specially came to ask for fortune-telling

  When they arrived at Fenglin Temple, it was already sunny.

  The two sat on the rock and drank water, and ate some snacks they brought to replenish their energy.

   "Sister, what shall we do after we go in?"

  Beard happily wiped the sweat from his forehead. The mountain didn't seem to be high, so it was quite hard to get up.

  He admires Feng Qianwei very much. She looks weak, but she has very good physique.

  Feng Qianwei's body is now completely reborn, much better than before.

   "Let's go pray and do nothing."

Feng Qianwei replied.

  Xu Jinhuan doesn’t understand her intentions, but she does things naturally with her reason, he only needs to wait for good news.

  The two walked into Fenglin Temple, where there are other pilgrims praying for blessings, which is not deserted.

   "I heard that asking for a sign here is effective! I am here to ask for a sign this time."

  The other two little sisters who were walking together said excitedly.

   "Yes! There is a 500-year-old red maple tree behind this maple forest view. As long as you make a pious wish, you can get a leaf, and you can fulfill your wish!"

  As they said, they couldn’t wait to go to the main hall to burn incense and pray for blessings.

  There are a lot of people who ask for lots and ask for the maple leaf at Fenglin View, and the people who canceled the lots crowded the place.

  There was no one in front of the lottery booth set up by a little Taoist priest. It may be that he was too young, and everyone subconsciously did not choose him.

  "Don’t miss the two pass by. The sign of Pang Dao Jie, but never missed it. Pang Dao sees you are quite savvy, so I will make an exception for you to resolve the confusion and ensure the quality and low price."

  There is a donkey beside the little Daoist in grey robe, lying lazily in the sun.

  "We do not ask for a visa. I see your Yintang is black, your tongue is blue, and your face is dull. You are sick and you need to be treated."

  Feng Qianwei glanced at the little Taoist priest. This little guy was dressed in an old Taoist robe, with a donkey by his side, and looked like a dusty man. He should not be the person of Fenglin.

   "How can you curse?"

  The little Taoist said unhappily.

  "Do you feel weak in your limbs and cold hands and feet?"

Feng Qianwei said.

"It really is!"

  The little Taoist nodded repeatedly and looked at Feng Qianwei in admiration.

   "I don't know what disease is this?"

   "Kidney deficiency."

  Feng Qianwei gave him an answer, and walked into the hall to pray for blessings.

  "……"

  The little Taoist priest heard this answer with a dazed expression.

   "How can the poor way be empty?"

  Feng Qianwei finished the incense, and walked from the main hall to the back. I heard that every pilgrim who came to pray would come to make a wish under the 500-year-old maple tree.

  She believes that those brides have been here before, maybe there are some answers hidden in this tree.

  Although I knew that this tree was very old, Feng Qianwei was still shocked when I saw it.

  The red maple, inlaid with golden rims, is heavily covered with branches. The sun is shining on the trees, and the free spots of light make this place look beautiful and dreamy.

  Feng Qianwei saw many people quietly making a wish, and then reached out to catch the maple leaf blown off by the wind.

  She leaned over and picked up a maple leaf. She felt a small hole in the middle of the maple leaf that seemed to be uneven.

  She picked up the maple leaf, looked at the sunlight, and saw two words pierced with fine needles on the maple leaf: "Save me".

  She picked up a few more leaves and found that there were words on each one.

  Xu Jinhuan also helped pick up the leaves, and then handed them to Feng Qianwei.

  Combined many characters on the maple leaf, and finally Feng Qianwei got a line of characters.

   "I'm in the tree, please help me."

  She looked up at the tree canopy. The dense maple leaves blocked her sight. The huge maple tree, with intertwined branches and leaves, makes it impossible to see higher places.

  　Because I can’t use a computer, typing on a mobile phone is really slow, and I finally finished writing.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)