Puguang Temple is the most popular temple in Pingjing. None of them are there. There are many people who come to burn incense and worship Buddha and ask for a visa.

This happened to be the Chinese New Year. I heard that the Gu family, who was auspicious, would hold a ceremony to shape the golden body of the Bodhisattva under the guidance of Master Huiming, and more people would come.

Puguang Temple is located halfway up the mountain in the outskirts of Pingjing. Wanning took two buses and walked for a long time before reaching the foot of the mountain.

The scene at the foot of the mountain is as lively as a market, selling food, small handicrafts, and even setting up street stalls to sell clothes and pants.

On the way up the mountain, there were begging along the streets. When she saw the disabled, Wan Ning would give her one or two cents. She would ignore the kind of person who seemed very normal.

After climbing for more than thirty minutes, I saw the temple hidden halfway up the mountain. Wan Ning didn’t understand why the temple was either halfway up the mountain or on the top of the mountain?

Compared to the foot of the mountain, there were even more crowds of people. Wanning finally squeezed into the Main Hall, and the three layers inside and the three layers outside were all people.

A circle of monks separates the Buddha statues and several masters in the middle from ordinary pilgrims.

In the respect for the Buddha, no one was making loud noises or squeezing hard into it.

Huiming asked again: "Qingshan, if you wait any longer, you will miss the auspicious time."

Gu Yichen looked at her watch anxiously and should pick her up together when she came.

Gu Qingshan said, "Yichen, why don't you go to the door and take a look. If it really doesn't work, we can only wait."

Gu Yichen nodded, and was about to squeeze out the crowd and go to the door to take a look. As soon as he looked up, he saw that he and his uncle were waiting for the woman, still looking at his little head and looking around to watch the fun.

"Gu Wanning!" he shouted loudly.

Wanning seemed to hear someone calling her, and Gu and Mu couldn't tell the difference between this familiar voice. It must be Gu Yichen.

Just as he was about to put his toes on his feet to see where he was? Gu Yichen had already squeezed out of the crowd and grabbed her arm and dragged it in the middle: "Why are you here?"

Wanning really wants to say: Where is I not here?

Before she could say it, she had already dragged it to the middle by him. She quickly pulled her arm back. What kind of style does it mean to pull and pull in front of the Buddha?

Gu Qingshan only said that he had to wait for someone. Huiming didn't expect that it was this girl who had to wait. He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, female donor, we are meeting again."

Wan Ning also remembered the master, so she quickly imitated him, folded her hands together, and saluted: "Hello, Master."

Master Lingyan, by seniority, was Huiming's uncle. He traveled from Huazang Temple on Mount Eyue in Shu to near Pingjing. During the Chinese New Year, he settled in Puguang Temple.

Originally, I was going to leave a few days ago, but Huiming said that someone had sent some money to shape a golden body for the Buddha statue a few days ago. In this era when many people couldn't even eat enough, it was a rare Buddhist event. Master Lingyan was not in a hurry, so he stayed.

From the moment he saw Wan Ning, a trace of incredibility flashed through his eyes that could do everything.

Unexpectedly, there is such a woman born with Buddhist spiritual energy in the world. If she is a man, it is not impossible to say that she is a reincarnation of a monk.

When Huiming saw the uncle's expression, he knew that the uncle saw the same thing as him, but he didn't know that Ling Yan saw more thoroughly than him.
Chapter completed!