Human beings are also crazy to a certain extent.
Bai Su observed it and found that the human beings who were whispering had true feelings.
At least it wasn't mentioned casually. Even if he didn't want to be the one who fainted, he still wanted to take a shortcut in other ways and cross the high threshold of making an appointment to meet the abbot of the temple.
But this had nothing to do with Bai Su who finished writing the red note. After the crowd dispersed and the monk came to maintain order, he left the waiting area.
While walking through the crowd, Bai Su vaguely heard several monks who were maintaining order communicating in low voices.
"How could something like that happen..."
"Not a disease?"
"No, the tourist's companion said he has no medical history. Didn't you also check it out? It doesn't look like he is sick, more like..."
Nightmared.
The last few words were swallowed up by the monks. In their opinion, this was incredible. How could such a thing happen in their temple? There was a blessing in their temple.
"So could it be that he asked..."
"Shh, don't say this nonsense. Didn't the person go to the abbot? Everything will be decided."
The monk stopped talking, and the black-haired young man passed by the two of them and glanced at them.
All are ordinary human beings.
Bai Su continued to walk towards the banyan tree, which was surrounded by people.
He was delayed for some time due to the sudden fainting of a strange tourist. When Bai Su arrived near the banyan tree, An Xiangwen was nowhere to be seen.
He ran too fast... Speaking of Wei Wenxue?
The flaxen-haired girl said she wanted to pray, but before paying for something, she said she was in a hurry. She asked a nearby monk and rushed to the toilet, leaving only a few words before joining them.
Humans are trouble.
Bai Su looked around at the heads of people in front of him, and finally chose a location with relatively few people.
There are relatively few people because the branches of the banyan tree here are too high and difficult to reach without the help of props or external force, so there are only a few people helping each other here.
Correspondingly, the red cloth strips here are also sparse.
Bai Su is actually not tall enough, but he has good skills.
Others were still tremblingly lifting their companion to a high place, but the black-haired young man just jumped up and threw the red cloth strip in his hand.
Red drew an arc in mid-air and landed accurately on a forked banyan tree branch.
The next knotting is not difficult. The red cloth strip is long enough, and you can fix it by just standing on tiptoe.
Bai Su thought for a moment and turned the graffitied side inside to make sure that if no one opened it, they wouldn't be able to see what he wrote.
This is one of the few times he cares for fragile humans.
After all, the human brain... shouldn't be able to see anything too exciting, right?
After making the last move, Bai Su retracted his hand, but he didn't leave in a hurry.
Unlike him who wrote the ghost symbol in the center of the red cloth, most humans wrote it on the edge of the cloth so that the words underneath could be easily seen after hanging it up.
Especially in those places with lower branches, you can catch a glimpse of several just by walking around.
Bai Su walked around the huge and thick trunk of the banyan tree. Crowds of people were scattered around him, some were pious or casual. They stood there and prayed for their illusory wishes.
It seems that as long as you pray, your wishes will come true.
Bai Su thinks human beings are so innocent and adorable.
On the way, he also touched the rough trunk of the banyan tree. Like some curious tourists, as soon as Bai Su put his hand on it, he noticed some strange air flow.
Something flowed along the branches of the banyan tree to the thick trunk, and then fell to the tangled roots of the tree.
Glancing around with his black eyes, he identified them. There were too many, and they might be those red cloth strips.
The red cloth strips are associated with innocent human beings.
Bai Su withdrew his hand from touching the tree trunk and continued walking.
Halfway through his circle, he suddenly stopped.
There was a red cloth strip floating in front of his field of vision. Judging from the stains on it, it had been hanging for a while, blowing up and down in the wind.
The black-haired young man walked over and stood directly under the banner.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the cloth that was blown up by the wind. He pinched the end of the cloth with his fingertips and pinched the words signed.
The monks in the temple said that if you want the "gods and Buddhas" to respond to prayers faster, it is better to write down the signature. You can also pay separately for the first time. This is what Baisu heard from other tourists. .
But this signature... Crescent-white nails left a scratch underneath the surname.
What a coincidence, this name.
Bai Su's thoughts went back to the time when he was hospitalized.
A lot of things happened to him while he was hospitalized, including being watched by the police and sometimes sneaking out to eat late at night.
It was this stolen meal that made him remember the center of the conflict in that medical incident the next day. Wasn't it the person written on the signature?
So... what the angry human woman wants comes from this temple? The so-called very effective things for seeking fortune and blessings.
Bai Su touched the red string in his pocket, thoughtfully.
But this request killed his father.
Bai Su still remembered the taste of the red rope. It was delicious and he wanted to have a second one after eating it. Unfortunately, he couldn't find it in the hospital at the time, and his online search yielded no results.
Now he has found it, but it was only consecrated by the temple but did not absorb the taste of the red rope of human life. He is not yet full of money.
Tsk.
The black-haired young man clicked his tongue and walked out through the crowd.
Bai Su finally saw An Xiangwen waiting there at the courtyard wall surrounding the banyan tree.
The curly-haired young man probably felt his legs were sore after standing for a long time, so he was squatting there, barely able to find a place to sit.
He held his mobile phone in his hand, but due to the poor internal network of Fuzhao Temple, he could not get any new news, so he could only play stand-alone games there.
Anyway, when Bai Su walked over, he saw this scene from above.
His approach was silent, and the light did not cast a shadow due to the position of the sun, until the curly-haired young man finished playing a game, put down his cell phone out of boredom, and sighed.
"Brother Bai is so slow. It's so difficult to pray——"
As he spoke, An Xiangwen raised his head, and was startled by the black head hanging above. An Xiangwen did not squat and fell to the ground.
"Bai...Brother Bai." The human said, somewhat dumbfounded, "Just say something when you come out. It scared me to death."
Because of some backlighting, An Xiangwen's neck just now seemed so white that it was almost invisible, so in his sight, there was just a bare black head.
In addition, when Bai Su doesn't smile... people look at him with a sense of distance.
Bai Su lowered his gaze and explained: "I see you are playing a game, so I won't disturb you."
The human got up from the ground and patted his pants: "The little games I used to kill time at work can be paused at any time."
The implication is just a casual pat on the shoulder, it’s not a big deal anyway.
"By the way." Before leaving near the banyan tree, Bai Su mentioned the red cloth strips he saw, "Female family members from the hospital used to come here to pray."
The human groaned and didn't react for a while.
He stayed in the hospital longer than Bai Su, and many female family members of the patients were seen: "Brother Bai, you mean...?"
"That's it, the female family member of the medical team."
Bai Su stood there, half of his face hidden in the shadow of the courtyard wall, only half of his black eyes exposed in the sun.
"She prayed for her father to recover...but it didn't work."
(End of chapter)
