In fact, Chifeng said something to pray, he also felt that there was something wrong with what he said. After all, people like them really want to pray, they can only pray directly to God.
Heaven cares for you, but it depends on your own nature and virtue.
As for their demon world, they don't believe in these, so they don't ask for this.
Chifeng didn't know what he said. He realized again that his brain was absolutely not OK. He must follow the normal magic, almost nothing.
Wan Feng was speechless. She didn't understand why she wanted to go to the temple?
She's such a stupid little brother that he's really good at choosing places.
Spring outing to temples?
Thanks to Jiang Xinrui's face, he said that he had never been there, so it's OK to have a look
Really, why is this little girl so different from boys?
Why didn't my mother give birth to her sister?
My brother is stupid, and now he is more and more stupid.
Jiang Xinrui felt the chagrin and slight dislike of the two brothers and sisters, and immediately wanted to laugh. How could they be so interesting?
If you can, Jiang Xinrui wants them to go to the spring breeze frequently.
A few people talk about the bustle and soon arrive at the fragrant Zhaojue temple.
Praying is very spiritual, so naturally there are more pilgrims. Everyone is very devout. There is no loud noise, no people looking around, and no one pays attention to the special features of Chifeng.
This is to let River heart core a few people eyebrows eyes slightly picked.
It's different.
At this moment, Jiang Xinrui was also very quiet. Several people went to the temple and bowed to the ten meter high Bodhisattva. Because of their different beliefs, they didn't kneel down.
But my Buddha won't mind. If you are sincere, you will be wise. Buddha embraces everything and accepts everything.
"Do you want to make a wish?"
Jiang Xinrui finished the ceremony and looked at Chifeng and Wanfeng without asking you directly.
But it's like asking both of them.
When Chifeng heard Jiang Xinrui's words, he didn't have any wishes, but when he looked at the Bodhisattva, he felt really different. His ears were full of Sanskrit, and his heart was infinitely peaceful.
At this moment, he would like to make a wish, hoping that the people who love him and the people he loves can achieve their wishes, peace and happiness!
Chifeng also has his own careful thinking, only hope that those who are good for him, he also want to be good to each other, can be good, only care about the people who should care.
Maybe it's because my sister and brother have the same heart. Wanfeng and Chifeng feel the same. Even their wishes are almost the same
Jiang Xinrui looked at them. Both of them closed their eyes and prayed sincerely, with a faint smile. Then she turned around and stood aside, waiting quietly, without urging.
Feeling the comfort and peace brought by Bodhisattva, this is the feeling that Jiang Xinrui has not had for a long time.
Over the years, she was either extremely sad or relaxed and happy. The only thing she didn't have was the peace brought by today's Zhaojue temple.
"Hello, benefactor, may I take the liberty to ask, what's your name?"
Just as Jiang Xinrui stood at the side door and closed her eyes to feel calm, a gentle male voice came into her ear.
"My name is Jiang. What's the problem, master?"
"Master, have we met?
Jiang Xinrui slowly opened her eyes and looked at the devout little master in gray monk's clothes.
He is a little master because he is young.
It's more than 30 years.
In Jiang Xinrui's eyes, the great master is the kind with white beard.
All beardless people are little masters.
And the most important thing is that this master really looks familia