Our hotel is located at the highest point of this scenic area. It takes a long way to go down the mountain, and the road is very tortuous. Fairies come from the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland is a good book!
It's raining again now, the road is very slippery, and the car is prone to accidents. Once, a passenger drove off the cliff at a rainy night. So it's very dangerous. I hope you think twice."
When the people present heard this, they looked at each other. Fairies came out of the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland is a beautiful book!
Zhang Lang said in a daze: "Don't go, let's go down the mountain after dawn."
When the two returned to the room, Tian Mafan was restless and anxious.[
"Zhang Lang, I'm not afraid, I'll drive you down the mountain." As she said that, she helped Zhang Lang. A fairy came out of the Yaochi Fairyland, and a beautiful book in the Yaochi Fairyland!
Zhang Lang pushed her hand away and said in a daze: "No, I won't go down the mountain."
After saying that, he turned his back to her.
Because he didn't want her to see her in pain to increase her burden. Fairies come from the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland is a good book!
Tian Mafan looked at the lightning and thunder outside, the heavy rain, and his heart was filled with pain.
She was afraid that if it was dawn, Zhang Lang's condition would worsen violently.
Originally, she didn't believe in God or Buddhism, but at this moment she secretly prayed: Bodhisattva, please bless Zhang Lang and spend this night safely. Fairies come out of the Yaochi Fairyland, and good books are read in the Yaochi Fairyland!
She closed her hands tightly and muttered silently in her heart over and over again.
Suddenly, she thought of a temple on the mountain where various gods were enshrined.
She remembered that when her father was critically ill, her mother knelt in front of the gods and Buddhas all night, chanting scriptures over and over again. Fairies came from the Yaochi Fairyland, and beautiful books were read in the Yaochi Fairyland!
As a result, the next day, the doctor announced that his father was out of danger.
She didn't care whether it was a coincidence or whether there were really gods and Buddhas in the world. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would not give up.
She quickly found a raincoat and ran towards the temple. A fairy came out of the Yaochi Fairyland, and a beautiful book in the Yaochi Fairyland!
The temple looks particularly mysterious and quiet on a rainy night.
The trees in the mountains roared wildly, giving people a gloomy feeling.
She didn't care about her concerns at all and walked to the front of the temple.
She knelt down on the stairs of the temple and prayed: "Dear Bodhisattvas and gods, please bless Zhang Lang to survive this disaster. Fairies come from the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland is beautiful to read books! As long as he spends it
This disaster, every day, no matter where I am at the end of the world, I will go to the temple to add sesame oil, donate donations, and maintain the temple."
After she said that, she kowtowed down and made her forehead tightly against the stairs.
After kowtowing, she stood up and knelt on the front ladder, praying again. Fairies came out of the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland was a good book! [
After praying, she kowtowed heavily on the ground.
This cycle repeats itself, keeps reciting and keeps kowtowing...
The wind is still howling, the rain is falling fiercely, and the thunder still resounds over and over in the entire mountain. Fairies come from the Yaochi Fairyland, and the Yaochi Fairyland is beautiful to read books!
Although she was wearing a raincoat, the rain had already wet her clothes due to her frequent bowing.
The wind and rain hit her face, making her nose choke so uncomfortable, and her eyes couldn't even open.
There are more than 200 steps in a distance of 50 meters.
She kowtows step by step
A few hours have passed...
Her forehead was bleeding from the stairs.
The bright red blood flowed down the face, passed through his chin, and fell on the steps one by one.
The blood on the stairs is like a weeping flower, blooming silently in this gloomy rainy night.
The rain stopped at some point.
When she finished the last step, dim light began to appear in the east.
She slowly walked down the railing.
At this time, her face was pale without a trace of blood, like a light piece of white paper, which seemed to be able to float away when the wind blew.