Wen Ning still takes good care of his feelings.

"Wen Ning, thank you. I didn't expect to hold such a ritual for Feifei. You have to worry!" Wang Hui sincerely thanked, "You don't have to do this."

"Wang Hui, Feifei is also my friend!" Wen Ning's eyes were a little red.

This sentence is true.

The fate between Wen Ning and Shen Feifei has long been formed since Wang Hui took over Dingxin Exhibition Company.

A young lady from Beijing and a girl from a wealthy family in Nanjing, got along very happily because of her temper and personality.

This kind of relationship is rare.

"I heard that Feifei doesn't let you see her. She should want to leave you the best impression, and she doesn't want you to live in the shadow of losing her." Wen Ning said emotionally.

At this moment, she had forgotten the purpose of asking Wang Hui out today.

Emotions were completely immersed in the memorial to Chen Feifei.

Once you really put your heart into it, others will feel it.

Wang Hui can feel it now.

In the quiet Buddhist temple, there are more than a dozen monks sitting upright in formal wear.

The Buddha niche in the middle is about two meters high. The table in front of the niche is covered with red silk, dozens of candles are placed on it, and a three-legged incense burner is in the middle.

Both Wang Hui and Wen Ning participated in this kind of occasion for the first time, so they acted strictly according to the instructions of the monks who were informed.

Enter the door and clean your hands, burn incense, and sit upright on the cushion and listen to the monk's explanation.

In fact, Wang Hui didn't believe in these things, but after walking in, the environment here made him feel inexplicably at ease.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that half of the rituals of salvation are for Chen Feifei to be able to "

Rebirth in the Pure Land”, the other half is to make Wang Hui feel at ease.

Wen Ning also empathized with this atmosphere.

His expression became solemn.

The two of them seemed to understand what the monk said, but they still listened very seriously.

After that, Wang Hui, as a relative of the deceased, followed the monk to recite the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha's Original Vows".

Begin to make a wish.

Then Wang Hui wrote down a wooden sign with Chen Feifei's name and birth date and handed it to the monk.

"clang!"

A monk rang the bell in his hand, and the crisp sound made Wang Hui's mind disappear.

It seems that the soul has been attracted to the unknown world.

The monks began to chant the scriptures softly.

Wang Hui still couldn't understand. He just repeated the Buddha's name and some fixed sentences over and over again according to the instructions of the monk.

Human self-suggestion is very powerful.

As he was reciting, Wang Hui found that his condition was different.

It seems that I have really entered a mysterious state...

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, folded his hands together, looking extremely pious.

Wen Ning glanced at him, and Wang Hui felt nothing.

The monks' chanting sounds carried some magic, which made people involuntarily calm down.

Wang Hui was no longer sad, but focused on chanting scriptures.

As an atheist, he now hopes that there will be a paradise where the dead will be reborn.

The full hour of the salvation ceremony was finally completed.

Because I had been kneeling for too long, when I got up, my legs almost lost consciousness, and before my body could stand up straight, I fell to one side.

The monk Zhike was shocked and wanted to reach out to help him, but he was one step too late.

Wen Ning, who was beside him, stretched out his arms and instantly hugged Wang Hui's waist.

This made him stabilize.

At this moment, Wen Ning's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This close contact made her feel nervous.

Wang Hui reacted quickly and immediately straightened his waist, left Wen Ning's arms, and Wen Ning also let go of his hand.

It seemed as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you, all the mages!" Wang Hui clasped his hands together and bent down to the monks.

The monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison.

The monk from Zhike personally sent the two out of the Buddhist temple and finally handed out a business card with the lotus pattern as the background.

"For the two donors, the Dharma Assembly of Sacrifice needs to be held regularly to have the best effect. I suggest that once a year. Or the relatives and friends of the two donors can contact me if they need it, and there is a discount!" The monk who is aware of the guest raised his palm, recited the Buddha's name with a smile, turned around and left.

Wang Hui and Wen Ning were left behind, messy in the wind.
Chapter completed!