The two people talked and laughed and walked towards the top of the mountain.

This can be regarded as the first time the two of them went out to play, and Xu Qiaoqiao was particularly happy.

Seeing the beautiful scenery, the two stopped to take pictures.

Xu Qiaoqiao studied photography with Ye Jingxuan. Every photo she took of Jiang Xiaolang was just right, no matter the composition, angle, proportion, light and shadow.

Jiang Xiaolang has never paid attention to photography, so the photos he took of Xu Qiaoqiao were a bit unsatisfactory.

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh at him: "Ha, I finally found out what you are not good at. If it weren't for my appearance, these photos you took would have no merit! You quickly become my teacher and I will teach you."

you!"

"Okay, Teacher Xu, please enlighten me!"

Jiang Xiaolang was not ashamed to ask.

In order to take beautiful photos, Xu Qiaoqiao taught him photography skills.

With Jiang Xiaolang's brain, he learned it in a few minutes.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at the photos he took again, her face collapsed: "It's over, I did a stupid thing!"

Jiang Xiaolang pinched her face in a funny way: "You have a professional photographer, aren't you worthy of being happy?"

Xu Qiaoqiao laughed: "Okay, I can show off my beautiful photos, they were taken by my boyfriend!"

They walked for more than an hour before reaching the top of the mountain.

Under the shade of green trees, a temple with a gray roof and red walls appeared in front of us.

There are many people here, most of whom come to offer incense.

Although the temple gate is not big, there is a cave inside.

The three courtyards have different scenery.

At the very end is the Mahavira Hall, where the golden Buddha statue is tall and majestic.

The Bodhisattvas and Arhats on both sides are lined up in a row, and the treasures are solemn and solemn.

When the people offering incense arrived here, they automatically stopped making noise, lined up, and under the guidance of the monk Zhike, entered the main hall one by one to offer incense.

When it was time for Xu Qiaoqiao and Jiang Xiaolang, Xu Qiaoqiao put the incense into the incense burner, knelt on the futon naturally, and prayed silently: "May the Buddha and all the Bodhisattvas bear witness. I sincerely pray for the deceased, and wish them a good journey."

, get rid of suffering and gain happiness, and be a good person in the next life! Secondly, I wish that the country will be peaceful and the people will be kind, and they will self-examine themselves and never have evil thoughts! Thirdly, I wish that the Buddha will bless Brother Tianlang, and that everything he does will be for the sake of his family, country and world, and be upright. I hope.

From now on, everything will go smoothly for him, misfortune will be turned into good fortune, adversity will be auspicious, victory will be achieved immediately, success will be imminent, he will not be injured or suffer, and will not be affected by cause and effect! I am willing to treat the world with a Buddha's heart, do good deeds with my own body, and be of the same mind and heart as Brother Tianlang! Thank you!

I am a Buddha, I hope that the Buddha can follow his words and the Dharma is boundless!"

Beside her, Jiang Xiaolang did not kneel.

He looked at Xu Qiaoqiao silently, using his mental strength to listen to Xu Qiaoqiao's thoughts with a bit of mischievousness.

At first he thought it was a bit ridiculous. She wanted people to be kind and not have evil thoughts. Did she want him to have less trouble?

How is this possible?

All living beings in the world have interests, and where there are interests, there will be disputes. Sometimes we cannot use simple good and evil to distinguish, we can only say that we have different positions.

After hearing this, she actually asked Buddha to bless him, which made him feel weak in his heart.

This should be her real purpose, right?

Jiang Xiaolang glanced at the majestic and solemn figure, finally lowered his eyes and knelt on the futon.

He doesn't do it for himself. If the Buddhas have spirits, he only hopes to bless Xu Qiaoqiao to be happy throughout his life!

At the moment Jiang Xiaolang knelt down, the old monk who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed on the high platform in front suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked deeply at Jiang Xiaolang for a long time, then closed his eyes again and chanted Buddhist scriptures louder. The wooden fish in his hand banged louder and clearer.

Xu Qiaoqiao stood up, donated incense money to the merit box, and pulled Jiang Xiaolang out of the hall.

She stretched and felt relaxed.

"Brother Tianlang, let's go to the back. It's fun in the back."

As I turned around the main hall, I saw a centuries-old locust tree covered with red ribbons and many wooden signs.

There are words on those red ribbons and wooden signs, basically praying for family or friends.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at Jiang Xiaolang with bright eyes: "Let's also write a sign and hang it on it!"
Chapter completed!