In the midst of the cigarette smoke, the gilded Buddha statue collapsed, and the fragments looked eerie. A girl in a simple and elegant cheongsam with a white velvet shoulder was standing in the golden palace with her back turned to her.
The moment she heard the footsteps and turned her head, the sunlight fell on her face through the window, as if her pure white body was covered with gold.
The gods and Buddhas were broken into pieces, and the incense smoke was misty. She stood in this ancient and dim temple, like a statue of a god slowly waking up.
Shi Ling felt a little dazed. Once upon a time, she wore a cheongsam with her shoulders folded in the clouds and faced off against the evil spirit of the pseudo-Buddha, weeping. She walked out of the sun-drenched ruins and saw the red sun rising in its path of great light.
She remembered that Huang Yafei once asked her a question.
Why did she have such a strong sense of belonging to China despite growing up abroad and never being influenced by Chinese history and culture?
She said with a playful smile at that time, this is the inheritance engraved in the blood.
At this moment, she felt that it was not only engraved in her blood, but also something in her soul.
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Yuncheng police verified with Kou State that Xiyou was indeed Nishiyama Yuya, so they extradited Xiyou back to the country for execution.
The unexplained collapse of the Buddha statue in Wuhan Temple became a hot topic. Netizens said that even the Buddha could not stand it anymore. The Buddhist Association issued a document condemning such a no-limits internet celebrity temple as Wuji Temple.
Wuji Temple was sealed and bulldozed, its abbot was detained, and a group of monks who participated in the siege were also detained.
Yingxue Cosmetics Company founded by Xiyou was also sealed.
After Shi Ling finished writing the notes, he was happy to raise a new Jingning got a banner and brought it back to Fanning Temple happily.
Since the incident, there has been no Wujia Temple in Yuncheng to make money next to Xiguang Hospital. The world only knows Fanning Temple, which enshrines the national destiny young monk Jingning also made Fanning Temple popular, boosting the tourism industry around Fanning Temple.
Fanning Temple is so popular that Weibo and Mao Zhao live broadcast accounts were opened overnight to promote the thousand-year history of Fanning Temple.
Many Internet celebrities want to take advantage of the popularity and go to Fanning Temple to live broadcast. However, Fanning Temple does not charge tickets, but limits the number of visitors per day, and Internet celebrities are strictly prohibited from live broadcasting in the temple without authorization.
But after the official account of Fanning Temple was opened, Shi Ling was personally invited to visit Fanning Ling readily agreed.
The young monk Jingning personally led the way.
Fanning Temple is located in the green mountains and clouds, with misty rain. Shi Ling holds an oil-paper umbrella and walks up the steps. Only the spire of the pagoda can be seen in the distance.
"No wonder your temple is not popular. Who would be willing to climb such a high mountain? If the Wujia Temple hadn't harbored filth and evil, and made it difficult for yourself to die, no matter how hard you engage in business, you still wouldn't be able to defeat them." Shi Ling replied. said the young monk next to him.
Jing Ning raised his head and glared at her, his face bulging with anger, "I told you this is not a business war! Money is an external thing, and we monks don't care about that. Donor, why don't you come to our temple to practice for a few days, and go and get rid of your It smells like copper.”
Shi Ling: "What's the smell of copper? That's the fragrance of money~"
The two bickered and soon arrived at Fanning Temple.
The ginkgo trees in Fanning Temple are golden, and the branches and leaves are covered with ginkgo fruits. After the heavy rain last night, golden ginkgo leaves fell all over the ground.
Shi Ling held an umbrella and stepped on it, and was asking Jing Ning how old the tree was when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the temple.
The misty rain was misty, ginkgo trees were falling like butterflies, and the young man's silver hair was messy and stained with some raindrops.
He held a long string of Buddhist beads in his hand and wore ordinary monk clothes. His glazed eyes were clear and indifferent, like the easily melting snow on the top of the mountain.
Shi Ling felt that good-looking people looked good in rags, but when she saw Yu Shen dressed in the same outfit as Jing Ning, she was still a little chapped.
"No, Yu Chen, have you seen through the world of mortals and become a monk?"
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good night good night~
