Mu Yun'an got out of the car and saw the beautiful scenery here. The long stone steps in front of the mountain gate lead directly to Qingliang Temple. Maybe it was not because of the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, but there were few pilgrims coming to offer incense.
She and Lin Luowei stepped on the stone steps and entered the mountain gate together, and saw the majestic temple gate with the words Qingliang Temple carved in stone.
After entering the temple, they first donated money for sesame oil and then went to the main hall to burn incense.
When Mu Yun'an saw the gilded Buddha statue in the main hall, he couldn't help but think of the scene when his soul left the body and returned to the Fansheng Temple.
Xiao Chengyi, who was supposed to be respected by thousands of people and had all the power in the world, imprisoned himself in front of the Buddha for fifteen years for her, just to atone for her sins.
Compared with what he did for her, what she did for him was too little.
Mu Yun'an was filled with emotions for a moment. She knelt down on the futon with her hands folded and prayed devoutly.
Then I heard Lin Luowei's voice coming from one side: "Lin Luowei, a believer, begs the Buddha to bless His Highness King Qi and wishes him a speedy recovery. I am a believer who is willing to eat fast and chant Buddha's name, and believe in it all her life."
Mu Yun'an looked sideways and saw Lin Luowei leaning down to bow three times, then picking up the lottery tube on the ground and shaking it.
Not long after, a sign fell on the ground. Lin Luowei picked it up nervously and looked at the sign written on it.
She was overjoyed and said to Mu Yun'an: "Alanyi, I got the top lottery."
Seeing her happy look, Mu Yun'an felt really happy. She said, "Buddha must have heard your prayer."
Lin Luowei nodded, then took another lottery tube and handed it to Mu Yun'an and said, "Since you're here, you can draw one too."
Mu Yun'an thought that she had never asked for a signature before, so she took it, made a wish silently in her heart, and then started shaking it.
There was a snapping sound and the sign fell to the ground.
Lin Luowei picked it up a step ahead of her. When she saw the words on it clearly, her expression changed slightly. What Mu Yunan was asking for was a lottery ticket.
Mu Yunan frowned when she saw the three words "Xiaxia". She actually got a "Xiaxia" in the first lottery. The key was the wish she had just made.
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Lin Luowei put the lottery ticket back into the tube and said, "This doesn't count. A Lanyi, you can shake it again."
Mu Yun'an wanted to tell her that it was okay, but seeing the persistence on her face, she couldn't help but let her go.
Moreover, the visit naturally had a good meaning, so Mu Yunan took the lottery tube and shook it again. After the lottery fell to the ground, Lin Luowei picked it up, but was shocked: "Why is it still this one?"
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The signature on this sign was exactly the same as the one just now, but it read a little obscurely, and she didn't know what it meant.
Mu Yun'an picked up the signature and saw that it read: It's hard to make ends meet, it will all end in nothingness, it's just a big dream.
This short line of words gave Mu Yun'an a bad feeling, and it was definitely not a coincidence that she drew the same lot twice in a row.
Lin Luowei thought for a while and said: "There is a place for signing certificates outside, why not let Master take a look?"
Mu Yun'an nodded, and the two of them took their respective signatures out of the hall and came to the signature reception area. There was only one table here, and an elderly monk sat here to interpret signatures for the pilgrims.
Lin Luowei handed over her signature and said, "Master, could you please help me take a look."
The old monk glanced at Lin Luowei's signature and said, "Everything the girl wishes for will go her way. It's a good fortune."
Lin Luowei thanked her and then said, "Master, please take a look at this again."
Mu Yun'an walked over and handed over his signature. After reading the signature, the old monk raised his eyes at Mu Yun'an and asked, "I wonder what the girl wants?"