I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2633 - 1645: Supreme Fortune Sign_3

"Look, there are performers over there."

What are they selling?

Street performances?

Fang Qing shifted her gaze and saw, outside the tower courtyard, shadows flickering. As they walked closer, it was clearly a monk telling fortunes and drawing lots.

This isn’t something where you can pay whatever you wish.

A dollar won’t solve this problem.

Almost every temple has a spot for fortune-telling and drawing lots. Previously, in East Sea, Jiang Chen accompanied Shi to the temple to find her mom, and was dragged into paying for a fortune-reading by that aunt.

What did the lot paper say?

Can’t quite remember.

Anyway... Sigh, it seemed like a good fortune.

Jiang Chen figured that Qing Mei probably wouldn’t be interested in this kind of thing, and besides, they clearly stated the price: a hundred dollars per lot.

One hundred dollars.

Following her economical way of worship, she could respectfully bow to all the Bodhisattvas in the temple many times over.

"Let’s try."

Why is this phrase used again?

There’s someone in front still having a reading.

Fang Qing surprisingly queued up.

"One hundred dollars."

Jiang Chen quietly reminded.

Alright then.

Influenced by proximity.

After wandering around the temple with Qing Mei for a while, his spending habits were affected.

"Don’t you have cash?"

"..."

Seems like only the big expenses need him to pay?

After more than ten minutes, it was finally their turn.

"What are you reading?"

The monk first asked Fang Qing, then noticed Jiang Chen nearby, whose appearance was rather unique, with his brow shaped like a horizontal line.

Having previous experience, Jiang Chen was quite tactful. With the crowd watching, he couldn’t publicly slip a red envelope, so he quickly placed the hundred dollar bill that he hadn’t used in the Heavenly King Hall on the table.

One-Eyebrow Monk nodded, picked up the lot cylinder, handed it to Fang Qing, and at the same time, picked up the hundred dollars, skillfully rolled it into a bundle, and smoothly slipped it into the wide sleeve of his monk robe.

Fang Qing sat down, took the lot cylinder which probably contained dozens of lots, and gently shook it.

"Patta."

A lot fell out.

Fang Qing picked it up and handed it to the monk, "Master, please interpret the lot."

Jiang Chen standing next to her almost couldn’t hold back,

calling him ’master’ at this moment.

Qing Gege always knew how to seize the right moment.

One-Eyebrow Monk took it. Normally, this kind of task should be done by a monk looking kind and conveying boundless Buddhist wisdom, but he seemed a bit amusing.

Alright.

It doesn’t matter.

You go to cure an illness; you can’t be picky about the doctor’s appearance.

One-Eyebrow Monk received the lot, unfolded it, and suddenly shuddered all over.

His reaction stirred excitement in the onlookers, who craned their necks expectantly.

"Double shadows cast on the cold pond, a reed crosses the mist

Dew on the rock for three lifetimes, two heavens in the mirror

Crane cries beyond the blue sky, fish sink into the emerald abyss

Suddenly the golden wind rises, secretly forming ties with wood and stone..."

One-Eyebrow Monk recited slowly.

"What does it mean?"

Fang Qing asked.

One-Eyebrow Monk didn’t rush to interpret the lot but looked seriously at Fang Qing again, then glanced at Jiang Chen nearby. That look was definitely not due to any professional admiration for the hundred dollars.

He was already charging a hundred anyway.

"’Double shadows’ is the decomposition of the word ’bright’, indicating the union of sun and moon, harmony between yin and yang.

’A reed’ is a reference from ’Classic of Poetry: Broad River’, symbolizing the ability to cross vast waters and mountains.

’Three lifetimes dew’ is a homophone for ’three lifetimes path’, dew may be short-lived, yet it reflects past, present, and future lives.

’Two heavens in the mirror’ implies ’reunion of broken mirror’.

’Crane cries’ ’fish sinks’, one up one down, symbolize the complementary fates.

’Golden wind’ ’wood and stone’ are derived from the mutual generation of the five elements: metal generates water, water generates wood.

This lot carries neither blessing nor misfortune, but if it’s about marriage..."

One-Eyebrow Taoist sighed, "To be honest, this humble monk has been interpreting lots in the temple for over ten years, many people have drawn this lot, but lovers who draw this lot... can be counted on one hand."

Sounds contradictory, but it’s actually not hard to understand.

Seeing his all-encompassing explanation of the lot paper earlier, Jiang Chen knew this monk wasn’t a swindler; they just encountered such a monk.

"What about asking about marriage?"

He started to get curious.

In Jiang Chen’s eyes, the monk who had already been rated as quite capable raised his head.

"If asked about marriage

This lot implies, a match made in heaven

It’s the highest lot."