After crossing the shopping street, you will find the Treasure Gate not far away. There are two Vajrajolas statues on the left and right sides of the gate, which are called "Nioh statues" in Japan, and according to Obasan, who sells goods at the store, the gate was originally called "Niomon Gate" because it was rebuilt in 1964 and was renamed "Treasure Gate" because it was rebuilt in 1964 because it was built on the second floor as a collection of cultural properties.

I wanted to go up and see what treasures were hidden in the treasure gate, but when I saw that the queue that was almost half a mile away, I gave up decisively, and queued for two hours to enter the door for five minutes? I don't even let me take pictures, what about my dad? In the future, all the unscrupulous monasteries in China obtained scriptures from this, right?

It's better to be honest outside as a foodie watching the excitement, and don't go to join in the excitement. Wu Liang quietly passed by under the treasure door and walked towards the main hall, eating the very distinctive "fairy shell" and "human-shaped burning" in his mouth, looking at the antique buildings built with reinforced concrete around him, he had the feeling of visiting a domestic scenic spot. (Most of the buildings in Sensoji Temple were burned down in 1945 during the Great Tokyo Air Raid planned by Curtis Emerson Lemay in Showa 20, and were rebuilt with donations from various industrialists.) ）

Sensoji Temple's main hall, also known as Kannondo, houses a tall statue of Kannon and is one of the few places in the temple where you can connect with a traditional Buddhist temple. Several monks dressed in ornate Japanese robes are chanting sutras or receiving pilgrims in the hall, and two monks are pushing a huge merit box towards the entrance of the hall. Meow! How can the sight of such a strange robe make people think crookedly? Passion in the temple. AVI？ There are also all kinds of related negative news that I saw in my previous life, and all of them are floating in front of me at this moment.

He stared at a few monks with a strange expression for a while, until a monk who knew the guest couldn't stand this kind of eye bombardment and came to receive Wu Liang. (I guess I'm also a little guilty in my heart: Donor, what do you want?) ）

Symbolically stuffed five chapters of Fukuzawa Yuji into the merit box, and then was brought to the statue of Guanyin by the monk of Zhike, Wu Liang looked at the familiar shape of Guanyin and finally found his purpose for coming to the temple, cleared away the distractions and respectfully bowed three times. I don't know if it's my own delusion, I always feel that there is a lot of dust on my head and back after worshipping, this hall is made of reinforced concrete, there shouldn't be a place for dust? Could it be that there was an earthquake?

After coming to Japan for a few months, he has begun to get used to this kind of life that is about to shake at every turn, and Wu Liang didn't think much about it, so he went to line up to draw lots under the leadership of the monk Zhike. Shake the lottery holder vigorously, close your eyes and fold your hands, our requirements are not high, and we don't need to be auspicious! "Dangchang!" A sign with a number on it fell out.

It's out, it's out! Let's take a look! Eighty-three signs, Wu Liang pinched the number to find the corresponding signature.

"Eighty-three! Number eighty-three! Where? Yo Xi, found it! Looking at the explanation written on the first line of the signed document, Wu Liang's face was directly put down.

The eighty-third sign is written like this: Stepping out of the clouds, the high branches cannot be climbed, and the head is raised to see the bright moon, still among the black clouds. The approximate meaning is: I want to lift my legs to ride the clouds to the sky but can't ask for it, the high branches in front of me are not available, and I want to look up at the bright moon but find that there are only dark clouds on my head.

Wishes, difficult to achieve, illness, long-term incurable, love, will produce the worst results, travel, accidents, etc., are all extremely negative comments, terrible!

What the hell, this signing is really bad! It's the worst "fierce", can it still make people play happily?

Seeing this, the monk coughed: "The donor doesn't have to worry too much, bad luck is just a warning from the Bodhisattva, not irreversible." If you can be patient and honest about everything that happens in your life, you will definitely turn evil into good fortune! ”

Meow, this kind of warning is extremely unpleasant! The original good mood was completely destroyed, and Wu Liang's face was so stinky that he could almost smell it.

"The donor can hang the unsatisfactory signature on the tree, which has the effect of turning evil into good fortune!" It is worthy of being a deliberately selected monk who knows the guest, and his ability to observe words and emotions is first-class, and when he saw Wu Liang with a stinky face and did not speak, he tried to come forward to persuade one or two.

After drawing the lot, Wu Liang, who was already unlucky, didn't want to bring such a troublesome thing back, so under the guidance of the monk Wu Liang picked a big tree outside the hall and began to tie the sign to the branch.

As soon as he turned around and walked back to the main hall, a sudden gust of wind blew, and the branch tied with Wu Liang's signature was directly broken off by the wind and fell to the ground.

Rub, is this trying to say that your bad luck is too strong, and even the big tree can't bear it?

The monk and Wu Liang stared at each other for a while, and laughed dryly twice with a little embarrassment: "That, don't worry too much!" By the way, do you want to buy a prayer card? The prayer card of this temple is known for its effectiveness! After a short period of cold reception, the Prayer Card with a transshipment effect was sold.

Wu Liang, who no longer had the strength to complain, was led to the place where the prayer cards were sold by the Zhike monk, and after throwing five Fukuzawa Yuji into the merit box again, he received a blank prayer card. Simply wrote five words on it---- wish: turn evil into good fortune! didn't have to do it himself, and the monk diligently hung the prayer card on the hook of the highest row.

As soon as the Zhike monk turned his head and wanted to say something more to Wu Liang, a sudden lightning bolt ---- the clear sky struck the wooden frame full of prayer cards, and the Zhike monk who was standing not far in front of the wooden frame was split.

The sudden thunder in the blue sky and daytime frightened the tourists from all directions, and they saw that some people were knocked to the ground by lightning and gathered around to look lively.

The Zhike monk who was knocked to the ground by lightning looked like he was fine, but there were bursts of green smoke all over his body, and the gorgeous Japanese-style robe that was originally put on his body was not so lucky, and the clothes made of silk were decomposed under the instantaneous high temperature of the lightning, and with the convulsions of the Zhike monk, they were broken into ash one by one, and the wind flew away as soon as it swirled.

After convulsing for a while, the monk opened his somewhat cloudy eyes with great difficulty, struggled to raise his head to look at the prayer stand that was knocked to the ground by lightning, and then grabbed Wu Liang's trouser leg tightly and begged: "Donor! This temple can't tolerate your true Buddha, your troubles can't be solved in this temple, please find another place! ”

Wu Liang, who was hit by a series of visions, was hit tragically again!