The thousand-year-old temple was located halfway up the mountain. It was filled with the mottled traces of time, simple and solemn.
Chief Xie was obviously a regular here. Some monks even took the initiative to greet him with a cordial attitude.
“Class monitor seems to believe in Buddhism.”Jin Zhao could not help but sigh.
Listening to the conversation between the two, it seemed that chief Xie often came to this temple to copy scriptures, and even followed the monks to do morning and evening classes.
Ying Shiyu was deep in thought. “I heard that if someone in the family is sick or has other requests, they can follow the monks to do morning and evening classes. They can go around the temple and kowtow every three steps. Everything they want can be achieved. It’s very effective.”
Qiao Qian took the place of his class monitor and immediately could not accept it.
“That’s impossible. How can the class monitor condescend to do that kind of thing?”
