The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 106 From Buddha
I don’t know how other people feel when they worship Buddha, but Song Qingwan is just moved. Buddha gives her a powerful, mysterious and warm feeling. He is like the Creator, and also like Li Minghe.

Could it be that she came from Buddha? Left for the Buddha's son? But, can that person be trusted?

They have different identities and different thoughts, and there seems to be an uncrossable Great Rift Valley between them. In the end, they will just be shattered to pieces, right?

She was reborn just to die a more miserable death?
No! Making money is the kingly way. While making money, you can also benefit the world. Then, you can give the Buddha a six-meter-tall golden body. I think the Buddha will be happy too.

The decision was made so happily. Song Qingwan kowtowed three times and threw ten taels of silver into the merit box in front of her.

It can't be more. It's two months' salary for my dad and three months' living expenses for the Song family. Of course, that's based on the previous calculation.

Oh yes, there is also a jade pendant that needs to be consecrated, but how?

Song Qingwan stood up hurriedly and walked towards the monk outside the door, "Little Master, how do I consecrate the jade pendant?"

The monk in front of me was really young, only about six or seven years old, with a delicate appearance, but a cold and lonely expression, especially like a young monk who had attained enlightenment.

It's a sin, this is not a disaster~ Well, I don't understand the whole story, so I can't judge too much, but I'm sure they are happy about it.

Privacy and security at this moment were like the prayer ribbons at the entrance of the temple, floating in the air, and her heart was hanging in the air as well.

"Puchi!" Song Qingwan couldn't help laughing. If this wasn't a temple, she would have burst out laughing. What a cute little monk. I wonder if Li Minghe was like this when he was a child?
"You are such a generous girl." Xiuniang was speechless to Song Qingwan. If she was not mistaken, the carving on the jade piece was a dragon, right?
If this matter is leaked, it will be easy to cause trouble.

It’s not that my things are so precious, but the style of the jade pendant is a bit shameful.

If it is urgent, I can ask the masters to come out and perform the ritual, but the incense money will be ninety-nine taels; if it is slow, you can leave the consecrated items here and come back to pick them up in a few days, and the incense money will be one tael. "

"I need it urgently. Please ask a master to come out and perform a ritual for me." This is called VIP service, so of course it costs a high price. However, she is not short of money now, so ninety-nine is fine. It would be nice to have it for a long time.

Song Qingwan is not afraid now. At worst, she can say that it is Li Minghe's thing and he asked her to consecrate it. Li Minghe will always stand up to testify for her because it was originally a gift for him.

"Okay then, I believe in the master, thank you for your help." Song Qingwan handed over the golden jade pendant.

"Okay, donor. Please give me the items I need for the ritual." The little monk stretched out his tiny hand toward her.

After the junior uncle entered the inner courtyard for a while, he led in a group of old monks. Among them was a white-bearded monk wearing a red robe. He should be the abbot of Lingtai Temple, right?
Song Qingwan's eyes flickered slightly, not knowing whether it was the power of the jade pendant or the face of her junior master's uncle.

The young monk performed the Buddhist ceremony in a very formal manner and said, "Amitabha, would you like to consecrate the Buddha quickly or slowly?"

The little monk introduced the business of the temple seriously, which made Song Qingwan couldn't help but twitch her lips. You are really good at making money. Your business ability is comparable to hers.

"I am the uncle of the abbot of Lingtai Temple. I never covet things from pilgrims, so please rest assured." The young monk said neither humbly nor arrogantly. So he has a very high status?
That serious little look almost broke Song Qingwan's defense. The little guy is just like his younger brother at home.

Ordinary people cannot have something like a dragon in their hands, otherwise they might be accused of treason.

Song Qingwan felt that this was unreliable no matter how she looked at it. "You won't lose it, right? You won't let outsiders see it, right?"

Then, the young master's face turned red, and she walked away with the jade pendant without looking back, and she walked faster and faster. She was shy!

"Amitabha, would you like to consecrate the statue?" The old abbot put his hands together.

"Yes, please help, masters." After Song Qingwan said this, she automatically threw a hundred taels of silver into the merit box without being reminded by others.

Unexpectedly, the young master rummaged through his bag and found a dime of silver for her. "Dedicated! You are worthy of being a master!" Song Qingwan praised the young monk.

Unexpectedly, the young master actually blushed and hid behind the abbot. Oh my God! What a cute little bald head!

"Haha, female donor, please sit here, we are about to begin." The abbot was very amiable.

He was seen holding the jade pendant and placing it in the middle of the altar. Then a group of masters formed a Buddhist chant, and after sitting down, they struck the wooden fish and chanted scriptures in a rhythmical manner.

For a moment, candlelight lit up the entire temple, making the space even more sacred and solemn.

Whether praying or meditating here, Song Qingwan felt her soul purified, and it seemed that the path ahead for her became clearer and more definite.

The Buddhist lecture ended in less than half an hour. Perhaps, that was all the power of one hundred taels.

But in fact, the one who benefited the most was Song Qingwan herself, not the jade pendant itself.

"Thank you, Master!" Song Qingwan took the jade pendant handed to her by the abbot and returned the gesture with a formal Buddhist salute.

The abbot smiled and said, "Of course I will. I hope I can help you, lady donor."

These words made Song Qingwan feel like she was seen through. Wouldn't this master see any clues?

However, since he didn't say anything, then, there's nothing to be afraid of! After all, I'm doing the right thing and sitting upright.

Song Qingwan smiled and nodded, and finally bowed to the little monk again, "Little Master, thank you very much, goodbye."

It was not until they reached the arch bridge that Song Qingwan turned around and looked at the Buddha in the distance. She was silent for a while before she and Xiuniang walked out of the Buddhist temple.

At this moment, she looked up and saw a familiar figure. Strangely, there was no sign of anyone else around.

Uh, he won't clear the place, right? What a great ability, "Li Minghe, is this your lair?"

The man was wearing a beige robe with wide sleeves and a blue cross collar. His long hair was fixed with a jade hairpin and casually draped behind him.

At this moment, he was a sacred son of Buddha, and also like a banished celestial being from the ninth heaven, dazzling and extraordinary, just as he looked when they first met.

He stood under the Bodhi tree, as if waiting for her on purpose. When he saw her, his cold face softened unconsciously, "You're out?"

"I should ask you, I haven't seen you wearing a monk's robe since then, are you going to become a monk?" But, what should I do if she wants to become a monk? In fact, the temple makes people feel peaceful.

"Yes, I won't become a monk anymore." With her by his side, he has stopped killing, so why would he need the robes?
The reason why I still wear Buddhist beads on my hands is just because I’m used to it.

"Then what are you doing here?" I can see him everywhere, it's amazing!
"I came to see the abbot for something. I saw your jade pendant. Would you like to give it to me?" The thought made him happy.

"Well~it depends on your performance." As soon as this thing was given out, Song Qingwan felt that their relationship might become different. Should she consider it again?
"Hehe, how else do you want to perform? Let's find a place to have a fight?" The man's eyes were deep, and there was a passion brewing in them that Song Qingwan could understand at a glance!
But, would she be afraid? "No, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose." This was full of provocation.

Li Minghe laughed, obviously not convinced, "No, I'm sure you'll be the one crying in the end!"

　The second update is finished, correcting typos~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)