She was a little afraid that the Buddha might notice that she was different from ordinary people.
She also doesn't know whether she is a ghost or a human?
So Li Qiumei spoke out in opposition.
"Yang Cheche, why are you going to a temple?
What era is this? Why are you still practicing feudal superstition? "
Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhu took her hand and said, “Qiu Mei, this is not feudal superstition.
I heard that praying to Buddha at Xuhua Temple is very effective. Let’s go and ask for Buddha’s blessing.
Lin Wei and I have come all this way here, so you must not give up."
Well, the minority obeys the majority.
As long as I don't enter the main hall, those clay Buddhas will not be able to catch me.
Li Qiumei told her boss that she was taking a day off today, and followed them to Xuhua Temple.
Seeing them entering the temple and kneeling reverently, Li Qiumei walked aside.
"Amitabha." An old monk in a cassock stood in front of Li Qiumei.
"The causes in the previous life will have consequences today, so never forget them." After saying that, he shook his head and left.
Li Qiumei's heart was beating like thunder, and she said that these monks could see through her at a glance.
But what does that phrase "never forget" mean?
Li Qiumei sat at the gate of Xuhua Temple, racking her brains but unable to figure it out.
She wanted to go in and ask the master, but she didn't dare.
"Alas, when you get tired of this life and don't want to live anymore, come and ask the master for help."
After waiting for them to come out with great difficulty, Yang Yingsong still teased her.
"Qiumei, you are not resentful that the Bodhisattva is unfair to you, so you don't even bother to look at it."
Li Qiumei gave him a cold look and said, "Yang Cheche, even if you hit your head, you still have to do what you have to do."
Everyone looked at Yang Yingsong to see where to go next.
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