chapter 2

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As the monk just said, if they go east, there will be a young monk to guide them. Sure enough, within a few moments, there were young monks and nuns there silently sweeping away the snow.

"Girl?" Zhiya looked at Lu Pingwan's motionless figure with confusion. I was curious why she didn't go up and ask the young monk and nun where the main hall was.

Lu Pingwan looked at the plain facial features of the little monk and nun, turned her head silently, and looked at the three maids with gleaming eyes: "I'm tired, I have to carry it on my back."

Zhiya, who thought she was really tired from walking, looked at the thick skin on her body The thick clothes were wrapped like a ball, and she immediately squatted down and spread her hands behind her: "Girl, come up, Zhiya will carry you."

Then Lu Pingwan leaned her chubby little body against Zhiya , and finally, with the help of Zhili, he lay on Zhiya's back smoothly. She moved her little hand and pointed at the little monk and nun, but said to Zhiwen: "Zhiwen, go and ask him where the golden Buddha is." After saying that, she began to lie on Zhiya's back and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Zhiwen clearly saw the ordinary facial features of the monk and nun: "..." Why was it that the girl was a good-looking monk when she asked, but when it was her turn, she was so ordinary.

Zhiwen, who didn't know what the girl was thinking, walked over obediently. Lying on Zhiya's back, the fat man wrapped in thick clothes hummed softly in comfort, turning a blind eye to the sad eyes of the little maid next to him.

Know etiquette and elegance: The girl is really witty.

After Zhiwen asked the little monks and nuns in Sasu, he came back and told them: "The little master wants to lead the way for us, let's go there." So on the way, Zhiya carried Lu Pingwan on her back, followed by Zhili Zhiwen, With the guidance of the little monk and nun in front, I finally reached the main hall of Hanshan Temple as I wished.

The bell rang, and the young monk and nun explained that this was the bell that called for the senior brothers in the temple to attend evening classes. Like a dragon's roar, it makes people's ears and eyes clear in the silent mountains, and their hearts are filled with worship.

Lu Pingwan, who was lying on Zhiya's back, no longer pretended to be asleep, but got off her back honestly and walked up to the main hall step by step. This is also related to her tutoring, just like the maidservants assigned to her, who were all named with the meaning of etiquette, elegance, and literature, so that she could remember them in her heart and cultivate herself since she was a child.

Lu Pingwan, who has always had the demeanor of an aristocratic family, walked into the main hall steadily and step by step. The golden Buddha statue solemnly appeared in front of her eyes, showing compassion and compassion for all sentient beings. She knelt on the futon and kowtowed to the Golden Buddha in a formal manner, then clasped her hands together and made a wish in her heart.

After making her wish, Zhili tried to ask her what she had said to the Buddha, but Lu Pingwan refused to say anything. Smiling, she patted Zhili and held her hand, telling her not to ask further questions. She could only let herself and the Golden Buddha know what she wished for. The eldest brother said that if everything is said out loud and there are too many people listening, the Buddha will not be able to hear it. As for why he couldn't hear, Lu Pingwan automatically understood that it was probably because the Buddha's ears were getting old like his grandmother.

After worshiping the Golden Buddha, Lu Pingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She had listened to her parents and elder brother very much. When you arrive at Hanshan Temple, you must be polite. If there is a god with your head raised, you must pay homage to the Golden Buddha. Say hello and write a letter to your elder brother to tell him that you have also helped him say hello to the Golden Buddha.

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