Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 707

He absent-mindedly explained the signature, the woman stood in the light golden halo, just looked at him with a smile, he seemed to be crawling on a small ant, fidgeting uncomfortably.

In the past, Bodhidharma only thought that the light golden halo of the gilded Buddha statue symbolized the inviolable holiness, but now there is only a worldly woman wrapped in the light golden halo like a tulle, which is already so holy that he dare not look directly at it.

Yan Huan pursed her lips and smiled, his face was red and pitiful, and she didn't want to bully him like this again, she entered the hall, followed the crowd and waited in line for incense, never turning her head to look at Bodhidharma.

After Bodhidharma explained the signature to the old woman, he was in a trance, stupefied, and later realized that he had made a mistake in one sentence of the signature.

He knocked on his forehead in frustration, some nervous sweat broke out on his forehead, and he could still feel the scorching heat on his face at this moment.

Bodhidharma took a deep breath, sighed, and murmured, "Amitabha..."

He lowered his eyes and began to recite the "Diamond Sutra" in a low voice. His chaotic mind was not relieved by the solemn "Diamond Sutra". He raised his hand stiffly to touch the left atrium, where the heart beat like a drum.

Can no longer chant scriptures, if the Buddha knew that he was flustered when he saw a woman, what kind of Buddhist disciple would he be without heart or desire?

Bodhidharma was annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't help raising his eyes to peek at Yan Huan's back, and then looked away for an instant like an electric shock.

With so many men and women in the hall, even looking at her back, he felt his heart beating like it was about to jump out of his throat!

Yan Huan lit up the incense, facing the gold-plated Buddha statue with a smile on his face, he directly prayed earnestly in his heart.

"I wish to be with the one I love for a long time, to be in love till the end of my life, with less suffering and less pain."

The faint smile of the Buddha statue has always been compassionate and benevolent. The Buddha knows the suffering of all living beings and wishes those who are suffering to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

But there are so many suffering people in the world, and more recently, there are so many women in Xiayun Building who were dragged in by Aunt Qing with dirty means, who is not pitiful, who is not suffering?
But the Buddha didn't do anything, they still lived a life that would be worse than death, and there were so many brothel girls who hanged themselves because they couldn't stand the suffering.

Belief in Buddha and worship Buddha is just for spiritual sustenance.

Yan Huan stood up from the futon, bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue, and went to the little novice beside him to draw lots.

With a round face, the little novice, who was only about eight or nine years old, was cute with a thick head and a tiger head, and bowed respectfully to Yan Huan.

"What does the benefactor ask for?"

Yan Huan returned a salute, "Little Master, I am asking for marriage."

It was only because Bodhidharma was there to give someone a lottery that she came to ask for a lottery.

She neither seeks fame nor a house, except for marriage, she really has nothing to seek.

The bamboo tube was shaking slightly in his hand, and a bamboo stick fell to the ground. Yan Huan opened his eyes and picked up the newer light green bamboo stick from the ground, sat opposite Bodhidharma, and handed him the signed text.

She smiled lightly, the faint sandalwood fragrance on her body was refreshing and soothing, and her voice was soft and soft, "Please ask the holy monk to untie the lottery for this concubine."

Bodhidharma's eyes were unnatural, and he didn't dare to look up at her at all. He just took the signature from her hand, glanced at it, and immediately frowned and changed his face.

His voice was a little less faint, and his tone was a little more serious, "The benefactor is asking for marriage?"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Yan Huan felt a little uneasy, "Exactly."

Judging by his expression, could it be that she drew a lottery, does the signer have a bad meaning?

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　　【It's another day of being fed and loved, hehehehe...】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)