Chapter 1082

When he reached the hillside, Han Muzi's back was already sweating.

Although it's very cold in winter.

When they came, they also wore hats, scarves and gloves.

By the time I sat down on the hillside to have a rest, the gloves and hats of Xiaoyan and Han Muzi had already taken off, even the scarf was no exception.

Xiao Yan is so hot that she wants to take off her coat, but Xiao Su stops her.

"Don't take it off. You just feel hot, but the temperature is the same this week. If you take off your coat, you are likely to get cold and catch cold."

Xiaoyan's action was stopped by him, and he wrinkled his nose unhappily.

"But it's very hot. How can I get rid of the heat without taking off my coat?"

Xiao Su took out two towels from his backpack, looked to one side and motioned.

"There's a washroom over there. Young grandma and Xiao Yan can go inside to dry their sweat, and then have a rest."

Han Mu Ziwei took the towel from his hand with a smile, "thank you."

I have to say that Xiao Su is really considerate, even thinking of these things.

The more you look, Han Muzi thinks Xiao Su is a good man.

Xiao Yan is careless. Xiao Su should be able to take good care of her.

It's a pity.

They deal with the sweat on their back. When they come out again, Xiao Su has found hot water waiting for them.

"I don't know what happened to you just now, but I'd better drink some hot water to drive away the cold."

When Han Muzi took the hot water over, she gave Xiao Su a deep look in her eyes.

This man is really careful.

"Thank you."

Xiaoyan drank the hot water slowly. Looking at the travelers and pilgrims around, she sighed: "I thought I worked hard enough. I thought I was very powerful on the road. I didn't expect that when I came to the hillside, I found that there were so many people. When we reached the top, would there be so many people?"

Han Mu Zi pursed her lips and laughed: "maybe? After all, there should be many people who sincerely worship God. "

After about three and a half hours of rest, he continued to climb.

As she was getting closer to the top of the mountain, Han Muzi felt that her physical strength was expending faster and faster, and she had a long rest time, but her persistence time was particularly short. She thought that if she was pregnant for a few more months, she would not be able to climb.

Until about five in the afternoon, the three finally reached the top of the mountain.

In fact, it didn't have to be so late, but Han Muzi and Xiao Yan were exhausted in the middle of the way, so they had a rest several times, and the time they spent together was consumed.

"After you go in later, if you don't know how to worship, just follow me and don't run around."

Before going in to burn incense, Han Muzi admonishes Xiaoyan around him.

There are many people who come to Lingyun mountain to burn incense, but they are all very strict and respectful. There is no face with a light smile or anything. They are all serious and serious.

When she got to Han Muzi, she knelt down and prayed earnestly. Xiaoyan was beside her, devout and serious.

"You asked for it? Do you know how to ask? "

Xiaoyan nodded subconsciously.

"I know."

When Luo Huimei took her to Shangxiang as a child, she would ask for a lot. Luo Huimei always said what she wanted and then asked for a lot.

"That's good."

Han Mu Zi closed her eyes when she asked for the autograph, and the autograph tube gently swayed in her hand. After a while, a autograph seemed to have vitality and fell out of the autograph tube.

Han Mu Zi picked up the autograph and looked at it. After remembering the number above, he put the autograph back into the autograph box and worshipped devoutly.

When it was Xiaoyan's turn, she was a little nervous.

At that time, when she heard that Han Muzi was coming, she felt that she had something to ask for in her heart, and she also wanted to come with her. She had something to ask for in her heart, and she knew what it was.

But when she really asked for a lot, Xiaoyan thought it was ridiculous. Would the Bodhisattva hear her prayer? No

Will Bodhisattva help her achieve such a ridiculous idea?

Plus, she has decided to give him up.

Why did you come here for him?

"What's the matter?" Han Mu Zi saw that Xiao Yan had been standing foolishly, so he reached out and pushed her gently.

Xiaoyan back to God, had to kneel down to worship, and then picked up the sign.

Don't be ridiculous.

"The believer Zhou Xiaoyan..."

Xiaoyan silently read her name in her heart, but then she didn't know what to say. Her mind and heart were in a mess, shaking the sign.

Brush -

I don't want to miss it at this time, and the signature in the container scattered and fell to the ground.

Xiaoyan was shocked and opened her eyes, looking at what happened in front of her.Han Muzi was also frightened. She didn't expect that such a thing would happen suddenly. She knelt down quickly and helped Xiao Yan reload the signature. Then she gave Xiao Yan a wink.

"Be serious."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Xiaoyan repeatedly said several times I'm sorry, put down the signature, worship again, take a deep breath, let his heart become clear up.

"The believer Zhou Xiaoyan..."

Dozens of seconds later, an autograph landed.

Xiaoyan picked up and wrote down the number. Then she got up and left the container to others.

Out of the hall, Han Mu Zi took a worried look at her.

"What's the matter with you? Uneasy? "

"I'm ok, just a little shaking just now..."

Han Mu Zi pursed thin lips, looked at her slightly pale face, did not ask further.

Everyone's heart has some little secrets that they don't want to know. Everyone is the same. Why does she have to go to the bottom?

The person who released the signature was an old monk, dressed in a monk's robe, with the appearance of a virtuous man.

Han Muzi first reported his signature.

The old monk took the understanding sign for her and looked at it deeply.

"Benefactor, this sign is the last sign. If you want to do something, you can solve it."

Listen to words, Han Mu purple eyes a bright, she smile, toward the old monk bowed: "thank you, master."

"This benefactor?"

The old monk put his eyes on Xiaoyan with a worried expression.

Xiaoyan back to God, lips Zhang Zhang, and then said his signature.

Her autograph, like just so so.

Sure enough, the old monk's voice sank a little after he found the signature for her.

"This signature..."

Xiaoyan bites her lower lip, and her signature is the next one.

The old monk suddenly changed his words, "benefactor, don't worry too much. It's man-made. Man will conquer nature."

Xiaoyan felt that the old monk comforted her with these words. She was a little sad, but she still lived up to the kindness of others. She reluctantly showed a smile and bowed to the old monk: "thank you, master. I will remember these words."

It's man-made, man will conquer nature.

This sentence, Xiaoyan has always believed that as long as you stick to what you think, you will succeed one day.

But in some things, it is not necessarily.