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The Forgetful Sea Monk appeared to be in his forties, with an unremarkable appearance, yet he always wore a smile that made him seem particularly pleasant.
"Master, we are here to offer incense!" The class leader stepped forward. Although he had been startled by the sudden chill, he quickly regained his composure, which I found quite admirable.
"The incense and candles are set up over there; feel free, everyone," the Forgetful Sea Monk said with a smile, pointing to a table in front of the altar where some incense and candles were placed. Next to it was a box labeled for offerings.
The Forgetful Sea Monk stood beneath the statue with his eyes closed, quietly twisting the prayer beads in his hands while reciting Buddhist Scriptures, no longer paying attention to us.
"This Forgetful Sea Monk is not simple!" I muttered to myself. The moment he appeared, I felt as if the entire Goldfish Temple had come alive, and a faint aura of spirituality emanated from the statue above.
"Everyone, come and offer your prayers! Remember, sincerity brings blessings!" The class leader called out to us. He was the first to drop some money into the offering box, then picked up a candle from the table and began praying before the statue.
With the class leader leading the way, everyone picked up their candles and started praying. The four of us from the dormitory stood together, and Li Hongze was right in front of me. I heard him say, "Goldfish Spirit, please bless me with good grades. My request isn't high; just let me get into Tsinghua or Peking University!"
Hearing Li Hongze's prayer made me shake my head helplessly; indeed, I couldn't understand the world of a top student like him as a struggling learner.
At that moment, Hu Yalong suddenly nudged me. He looked flustered and said, "Brother Jiang Ling, why won't my candle light?"
I glanced at Hu Yalong and saw that no matter how close he brought his candle to the lighter, it wouldn't catch fire. It was quite strange. Furrowing my brow, I thought perhaps the Goldfish Spirit had not forgiven him yet. If that were true, it could be troublesome.
I quickly grabbed three candles and lit them with ease. Holding them at forehead level, I silently recited, "Goldfish Spirit above, Daoist Sect disciple Jiang Ling pays respects to Yao Xian. Earlier, my brother spoke without restraint and did not mean any offense to Yao Xian; please do not hold it against him."
After finishing my words, I bowed deeply to the statue and inserted the candles into the incense burner. Turning back to Hu Yalong, I said, "Fatty, take out your wallet!"
Hu Yalong was already terrified; he dared not say another word and promptly pulled out his wallet and handed it to me.
I took a glance inside Hu Yalong's wallet and found five or six hundred yuan. I pulled out a hundred-yuan note and stuffed it into the offering box while looking sternly into Hu Yalong's eyes. "Fatty, are you willing to donate your money to the Goldfish Spirit in honor of Yao Xian?"
Hu Yalong's eyes were filled with hesitation. He nodded painfully and said, "I am willing!"
As soon as Hu Yalong finished speaking, I slapped him hard across the face, leaving him stunned. Everyone in the temple turned to look at me in surprise, except for the Forgetful Sea Monk, who kept his eyes closed and ignored us.
"Hu Yalong!" I shouted loudly at him, disregarding the gazes of those around us. I then took out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into the donation box for incense money, continuing to ask, "Fatty, are you willing to donate your wealth to the Goldfish Spirit and worship Yao Xian?"
Hu Yalong was not lacking in intelligence; he quickly guessed my intention. Without a hint of hesitation in his eyes, he replied, "I am willing!"
I nodded and took out all the money from Hu Yalong's wallet, stuffing it all into the donation box for incense money. I asked him again, "Fatty, are you willing to donate your wealth to the Goldfish Spirit and worship Yao Xian?"
Hu Yalong nodded and said loudly, "I am willing!"
I stood solemnly beside him and said, "Fatty, light the incense and pay your respects!"
Hu Yalong used a lighter to ignite the incense stick in his hand. This time, nothing strange happened; the incense stick was successfully lit. Seeing this scene, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After Hu Yalong paid his respects to the statue of the Goldfish Spirit and finished lighting the incense, the Forgetful Sea Monk, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Hu Yalong with a warm smile on his face. He said to Hu Yalong, "Thank you for your generous donation, benefactor! If you have no other matters to attend to, please return to school quickly!"
The Forgetful Sea Monk cast a meaningful glance at me before closing his eyes again, quietly twisting the beads in his hands and ignoring us once more.
"Fatty, let's go!" I frowned deeply, not daring to linger any longer. I grabbed Hu Yalong's hand and headed toward the exit of Goldfish Temple.
As soon as we stepped outside, we saw a dark cloud gathering directly above Goldfish Temple. The cloud seemed poised to descend into the temple itself, carrying an overwhelming force that threatened to crush it. Strangely enough, there were no other clouds in sight anywhere else.
" Brother Jiang Ling, hasn't the Goldfish Spirit already forgiven me? Why hasn't this cloud dispersed?" Hu Yalong noticed the cloud above us too and realized that it was following us wherever we went.
"This is demonic energy; it won't dissipate so quickly. We should leave here as soon as possible!" I frowned, finally understanding why the Forgetful Sea Monk wanted us to leave. If Hu Yalong stayed there any longer, the demonic clouds could overwhelm the temple, and we would all be crushed by falling debris.
" Brother Jiang Ling, I'm sorry!" Hu Yalong was already regretting his words deeply, his head hung low, not daring to look at me. I knew he didn't mean any harm; he just couldn't control his mouth and spoke without thinking.
I patted Hu Yalong on the shoulder and joked, "Come on, buddy, we're brothers! No need for apologies! Besides, you're a grown man—why are you walking with your head down? Are you trying to pick up money? Should I drop a dime for you to pick up?"
"You’re the one who wants to pick up money!" Hu Yalong laughed at my teasing, rolling his eyes at me before returning to his usual goofy self.
After walking for over ten minutes, the Goldfish Temple was no longer in sight, and even the demonic clouds above us were nearly gone.
Hu Yalong was already sweating profusely. He leaned against a tree by the roadside, gasping for breath. " Brother Jiang Ling, we've run so far; should we take a break?"
"Alright, let's rest for a bit!" I wiped the sweat from my forehead and agreed since there seemed to be no immediate danger.
" Brother Jiang Ling, come on! Let's take some photos together as a memento." Hu Yalong was extremely narcissistic; as soon as he sat down, he pulled out his phone, ready to snap pictures with me.
"Hey there, handsome guys! Do you want me to take your picture?" A clear and cheerful girl's voice came from behind us, and a charming figure appeared before our eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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