"Where are you going next? It's a long time before the time to gather." After speaking, Zhuo Lin realized that Zhang Han had disappeared, even Xia Rongrong and Haili who had just appeared in their sight. A trace.
There are more and more people, and the surrounding roads are almost crowded.
When he was worried about reaching out and grabbing Dongfang Han's hand beside him, he grabbed a hole. He was startled and stopped abruptly and looked back, knowing when the girl disappeared.
"Dongfang Han!!" He hurriedly raised his head and looked around, but there were too many people to see who was with whom.
I thought that he must have lost her when he just lost his mind. Zhuo Lin hurriedly took out his mobile phone and found someone while calling.
On the other side, standing on the road where he didn't know him, Dongfang Han looked back, let alone Zhuo Lin, he couldn't even find a figure he knew.
It seems that she is lost. I picked up the phone and looked at it, but the signal was not received well, so I couldn't contact Zhuolin and the others.
Looking back at the temple behind her, she remembered what a passer-by had just said, so she turned and followed the others and walked in.
Entering the gate of the temple, crossing the threshold, the first thing that smells like a faint, refreshing smell of sandalwood. The huge Guanyin Buddha statue in front became hazy under the support of the incense candle and smoke ring. Many people followed by kneeling under the Buddha statue and prayed for blessings. Many people also walked to a lotus pond not far away to light a lamp and make a wish.
Seeing this, Dongfang Han couldn't help but laughed at herself. She, who had never believed in evil gods, would actually look a little fascinated by those devout believers. However, she still walked to the lotus pond.
"If the donor is interested, it's better to put a light on and try it."
Dongfang Han was taken aback, then looked back. Wearing a red robes like the abbot of this temple, holding a lotus lamp in hand, standing in front of her, looking at her charity.
"Can the donor want to give it a try?"
Dongfang Han looked at him and suddenly spoke.
"I have no money."
Her tone clearly regarded herself as a money scammer, and the abbot was not surprised. A smile appeared on the benevolent face and asked calmly.
"Donor, is there something on your mind?"
Dongfang Han did not respond.
"The grievances on the donor are too deep, please let go. If you want, I can accept you as a disciple and lead you to practice."
"I am afraid that even the Buddha cannot accept the grievances in me."
Dongfang Han said mockingly.
"The Buddha is fair to everyone. The donor just didn't find the right way."
"You won't know the hard things that are harder than death." As he said, Dongfang Han looked at the lotus pond in front of him with a complicated expression.
"If you have the heart, there will naturally be a place for you. Donor, what do you think life is?"
The abbot's rhetorical question made Dongfang Han dumb.
"A plow and half a field, the harvest depends on the sky, and the shortage depends on the sky. Thick tea, light rice and three meals, sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening. This is life."
"That's just what you monks think, nonsense!"
For Dongfang Han's disrespect, the abbot did not care. He just smiled, "It's not impossible, but the time has not arrived. The benefactor is a destined person of the Buddha, and you will surely come with all your hardships. If you are destined, I believe we will see you again." After finishing speaking, the abbot put the lotus lamp in his hand to Dongfanghan. On the hand, turned and left.
Staring at the lotus lamp in his hand that had been blown out by the breeze at this moment, the oncoming wind engulfed the fragrance of lotus flowers, which was quite humid. Looking up at the sky, the night tonight is like a starlight gem, everything is so beautiful. It may not be a bad thing if you can live a life that is no longer entangled or sad.
However, that is just fantasy.
Dongfang Han laughed mockingly, just about to put down the lotus lamp in his hand.
"Junxi, come! You can put lotus lanterns here."
At this moment, a young female voice heard in the ear, Dongfang Han's pupils suddenly tightened, and slowly turned his head...