Goodnight Mr. Gu!

"You really want to participate in the UKG. This year's division is held. You are not qualified enough for the competition. Where can you get the opportunity to participate in the division?

Even if Tang Chi was talking about the Arabian Nights, he had to figure out whether he was serious.

"Yes, someone spent 20 million yuan in sponsorship for the sub-compartment and stuffed me in."

She smacked her lips, seeming to feel a little regretful: "Twenty million will give me a place for the competition, do you think the organizers of this year are guilty?"

Fang Cangmao:...

He looked at Tang Chi at this time and felt that it was difficult to say a word, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and said in horror: "You shouldn't be...wrapped by someone?"

Tang Chichang did not rule out this, after all, who would give her 20 million in for no reason?

"You just got wrapped up."

Tang Chi said: "It's my husband!"

Fang Cangmao suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot that you are already married... Isn't your husband so rich?!"

Fang Cangmao was shocked.

Twenty million would be smashed, and he would get a quota for his wife. This is not an ordinary person.

Tang Chi nodded, with a weird sense of comfort in his heart, probably because he finally realized the legendary showing off his husband and showing off his wealth.

Fang Cangmao looked at Tang Chi a little weird, and began to wonder what this person came from.

The thing about Feng Ke was that she knew it too quickly, and now she has a very rich husband.

This must be the treatment that saved the galaxy in the previous life, right?

Oh, by the way, she also said that her husband is very handsome, of course, this matter is open to question.

***

After the game, Gu's mother took Tang Chi to the Jikong Temple outside the capital city.

Because of the fear of crowds on weekends, they deliberately chose a working time.

Jikong Temple is located on a high mountain, where the incense is flourishing, and the terrain is also high on weekdays. It takes an hour to climb the mountain and walk.

Of course, the car will arrive in ten minutes.

At the foot of the mountain, Mr. Gu said: "It's too late, people say that we have to climb up by ourselves to be sincere enough, otherwise we will go up today?"

Tang Chi looked up at the towering mountain top and sighed: "Mom, I believe in Taoism next door. Buddhism doesn't care if I'm sincere or not, let's take the car instead?"

Gu's mother:...

In the end, Gu's mother didn't hold back Tang Chi, they still took the car to Jikong Temple.

As soon as you reach the top of the mountain, the first is the very magnificent temple building. The two huge Luohan sculptures at the door are glaring and eye-catching. When you pass by both sides, you will feel a huge pressure.

After entering the temple, there are still many tourists, but they will feel a relatively quiet and solemn atmosphere.

Unlike other tourist temples, Jikong Temple does not sell anything. Of course, donations are accepted. If the Buddha does not eat, the monks under the Buddha still have to eat.

You can ask for a visa, but people these days believe in the destiny. You can't say much, even if you get a visa, you may not understand it.

I only know that it is good or bad.

Gu's mother wanted to take Tang Chi directly to the master master in the temple, but Tang Chi squeezed into the crowd and asked for a lottery.

Tang Chi took the lottery, and Gu's mother took her to find the monk who broke the lottery.

There were a lot of people who canceled the signing, and everyone basically got the signing based on the signed one. When it was Tang Chi's turn, the benevolent monk looked at Tang Chi up and down, and smiled gently: "This sign is useless for you. Bad or lucky, neither is allowed."

Tang Chi and Gu's mother were shocked.