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Chapter 681: Buddhist Beads Wrapped Around Wrist Again2024-02-04

  From the outside you can tell that the temple is not big.

  After entering, I realized that it was really small!
  There was only one large hall, and the Buddha enshrined in it was not a golden statue.

  There are side rooms on both sides, one is the kitchen and dining room, and the other is for resting.

  Add to that the two red maple trees and several pine and cypress trees planted in the yard, and that's all there is to Yicheng Temple.

  As soon as they stepped into the temple, Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing saw the master that Wujue had mentioned, who was also the old abbot of Yicheng Temple.

  The old man had white hair and beard, was a little short and a little fat, and when he smiled at me, he looked very much like Maitreya Buddha.

  "Amitabha!"

  Shen Yunqing clasped his hands together and returned the Buddhist salute. Jiang Lingxi was unable to return the gesture and just lowered his head slightly.

  The old abbot was quite direct. Before Shen Yunqing could speak, he said, "This is the Buddhist beads that Wujue asked me to give to the female donor. He also asked me to give the female donor a warning that it is not easy to consecrate and nurture them, so do not damage them again." As he spoke, he handed the Buddhist beads that he was still twisting in his hand forward.

  Jiang Lingxi was embarrassed for a moment, and reached out: "...No, I will keep it well."

  As soon as the Buddhist beads were wrapped around her wrist, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but curl her fingers, and her eyebrows moved accordingly.

  This string of Buddhist beads was more noticeable than the one she had torn apart before.

  Was it because of the blessing of the old abbot in front of her?
  "Thank you, abbot."

  "You're welcome. You deserve good rewards for the good deeds you've done." The old abbot spoke in a reserved manner, taking into account the little girl who didn't know the inside story. He then looked up at the sun outside and said, "It's almost noon. The three donors may as well have lunch before leaving."

  "Then I am sorry to bother you."

  "It doesn't matter. This is the time to cook. It's just a matter of making more."

  Soon, Jiang Lingxi knew who the chef would be today.

  It's the old abbot himself.

  The young monk who had come to greet them earlier was responsible for helping.

  When the other person went to the corner to fetch firewood, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but call him and asked, "Are you and your master the only ones in this temple?"

  "There is one more," the little monk said seriously, "there is also Senior Brother Wujue."

  Jiang Lingxi: "...Okay, go ahead and get busy."

  "Female donor, please do as you please."

  As a guest, Shen Yunqing felt embarrassed to just watch the master and disciple busying themselves, so he followed them into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and helped wash rice and vegetables.

  Jiang Lingxi was left alone and walked around the entire temple. He turned around and looked at Xu Lingan who was kneeling in front of the main hall, praying to Buddha and burning incense.