1879: C1879 Believing in Buddha

C1879 Believing in Buddha

Lin Nichang and Mu Li had gotten their certificates a while ago. These days, the two of them had been glued together like glue. Today, Lin Nichang had heard from somewhere that the Dafan Temple on the mountain was very effective. She had pestered Mu Li to go to the temple to pray and offer incense.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Mu Li picked out the most low-key car from the garage and took her out of the villa.

When sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Nichang suddenly asked, "Do you want me to drive?"

Mu Li looked over and pointed at the steering wheel. "I took the test."

"Help me navigate."

Mu Li did not give it to her. After a while, he said seriously, "You try my skills."

Lin Nichang had just lit up the screen when her fingertips suddenly stopped. It had not been there for a long time.

These words easily made adults think that it was wrong. Moreover, she was not a young girl who had not experienced human affairs. Even if he did not have this intention, she still blushed.

Lin Nichang's eyelashes drooped down as she took the phone seriously to study for a while. Finally, she navigated a temple with a lot of incense offerings.

Following that, no one took the initiative to speak. There was only the navigation system notification sound in the car.

Lin Nichang sat on the passenger seat and looked at the scenery outside the window. When she was with Mu Li, she never felt bored and bored. Instead, she felt an indescribable calmness in her heart.

Today was not a holiday and there were very few visitors to the temple.

After getting off the car, she followed Mu Li along the stone road for about ten minutes. Soon, they saw a tall and quiet palace temple.

Mu Li did not know the route, but he was very familiar with this temple.

Lin Nichang asked him, "Do you often come here to stroll around?"

Mu Li's arm wrapped around her waist to prevent strangers from touching her. "I came here once a few years ago."

After saying that, he brought her into the main hall of the temple.

Mu Li had been here before, and he knew the abbot here as well. As he went to add some incense and oil, Lin Nichang looked around curiously. And so, she saw a big tree in the courtyard. It was summer, and the branches and leaves were luxuriant. There were many red wooden boards tied to them. When they got closer, they saw the names of those who believed in men and women who prayed for blessings.

Lin Nichang looked at it for a while and turned around. She just happened to see Mu Li waving at her.

"Come here."

Mu Li brought her to the side hall. The four Buddha statues were lined up in a row.

He stood beside the table. He was wearing the light blue suit that she had bought two days ago. He did not wear a tie, which made him look slightly relaxed. There was light shining in from outside the window, and he could clearly see the incense smoke in the air.

As for him, his figure was extremely tall, and he was gentle and noble like a god.

Before they came in, there was already a pair of young couples in the hall who were burning incense and praying to Buddha.

After that... After that, their gazes were all on Mu Li. The girl used a small voice to tell her companion, "I want to worship him."

You want to worship him? These three words.

She said the words in Lin Nichang's heart.

At this time, Mu Li finished burning the incense. He picked up the skewer on the table and slowly handed it to Lin Nichang. "Just now the host said that the signage here is very good. Do you want to give it a try?"

Lin Nichang looked into his calm and gentle eyes and her chest inexplicably throbbed.

At this moment, her mind was not on the skewer but on the man's long and slender fingers. Her heart was affected. After a while, she was afraid that someone would see through her. She did not dare to hesitate for too long. With a smile in her eyes, she reached out and took it.

Only when the draw was sincere would it be effective.2

Lin Nichang listened to Mu Li's reminder and lightly knelt on the hassock with her knees. Her jet-black hair was very long and it gently rolled down to her waist. When she lowered her head, half of her fair face could be vaguely seen.

She closed her eyes and sincerely made a wish in her heart.

When she heard that Mu Li was by her side and told her that she could shake the skewer.

Lin Nichang held the bamboo stick in her hand and shook it up and down.

Not long after, the bamboo stick fell out of the tube.

Mu Li picked it up with his slender fingers and looked down at the bamboo stick number 29.

Then, he calmly took out number 29 from a row of yellow paper in the wooden cabinet next to him.

He completely ignored the old monk who was removing the bamboo stick.

When Mu Li saw that the words "Lower Sign" were written on the paper, the expression on his handsome face did not change as he put it back.

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