With Team Fu's suggestion, Xie Xuning and Ye Linlang successfully joined the team of burning incense and praying.

Even Yan Tingguang and Wang Tingting arrived in Jiameng Town early to meet up with them.

Whether burning incense or worshipping Buddha, one must be sincere.

In the misty morning, several men took turns carrying a basket filled with incense, candles, paper money and other offerings.

The journey from Jiameng Town to Laojun Mountain is not far.

But because it was going up a mountain, it still took a lot of effort.

The air in the mountains is moist and carries a unique fragrance of plants.

The snow at the foot of the mountain has melted, but there is still a thin layer of snow on the mountainside.

The redthorn fruits hang on the branches, they are small and slightly sour.

But in the days when resources were not abundant, this was the fruit for farm children.

Ye Linlang picked a branch at random and tasted it.

Captain Fu asked curiously, "Is this edible?"

“Try it!”

Captain Fu tasted it and said, "It doesn't taste like much fruit."

Wang Tingting said, "That's because you live in the city, you have better conditions, and you can eat whatever fruit you want. If it were a few years ago, you wouldn't have had the chance to pick any fruit. They would have been picked up by others."

Zhang Xiumei also said, "I remember you can't eat too much of this. If you eat too much, you'll get a sore throat."

After hearing what Zhang Xiumei said, Captain Fu said, "Then I won't eat."

The road from Jiameng Town to Laojun Mountain is a forest path.

When going uphill, it is easier to walk if there are stone steps.

Without the stone steps, climbing the mountain would be more difficult.

The road was slippery, and several people almost had to support each other to climb Laojun Mountain.

There is no one guarding Laojun Mountain now, and the area where the temple is located is all state-owned forest.

Ye Linlang originally thought that they had arrived early, but she found that the incense in the incense burner was almost burned out.

Everyone is familiar with the process of burning incense and praying.

Grandma Ye gave them some special instructions last night.

The first person to kneel before the Bodhisattva and make a wish was Fu Dui. He knelt on a straw mat and made a wish quietly in his heart.

Please bless me, Buddha, and give me a wife today.

Next came Wang Tingting and Yan Tingguang, who quietly made their wishes in their hearts.

Next are Ye Linlang and Xie Xuning.

Ye Linlang was not sure what wish Xie Xuning had made.

But Ye Linlang was praying quietly in her heart, wishing her family to be safe and healthy, wishing the country to be peaceful and the people to be safe, wishing there to be no disease and war...

"Xiumei, we've all made a wish, you should make one too!"

Zhang Xiumei shook her head and said, "No, I won't go. I think I'm fine the way I am now."

Wang Tingting didn't care about that. She pushed Zhang Xiumei to the futon, and Zhang Xiumei could only make a wish devoutly.

Burned paper money.

Light the oil lamp.

Offered an offering.

Everyone donated some money to the donation box.

As everyone walked back, the sunlight penetrated the thick fog and shone on the land.

Only then did Captain Fu see what the mountain village thousands of miles away from the imperial capital looked like.

The walls are made of mud, and some of the better-off families have tiled roofs.

Those who are not well off can only cover their houses with thatch.

Captain Fu couldn't describe what this feeling was like; his heart felt heavy.

On the way back, everyone was very quiet.

However, the speed was much faster than when going up the mountain.

When they returned to the Ye family, it was only 9:30 in the morning, and the breakfast prepared by their family was still warming by the fire.

Ye Linlang and others sat by the fire, warming themselves by the fire and eating breakfast.

Captain Fu gave Ye Linlang a hundred yuan. Ye Linlang asked curiously, "Captain Fu, are you paying for my accommodation?"