Chapter 441: From outside

"It's okay." Su Yi also looked at the car that disappeared within minutes.
"It should be okay!" Ling Sheng knew where he didn't know what was going on, and ran away.
Su Yixin said that after she arrived at the temple, she asked Mr. Lu for a marriage ticket and asked Sheng Sheng to take it back to him. After all, he had been here.
It was very early and it was a rare sunny day. There were people on the mountain road one after another, and a few cars had stopped early at the foot of the mountain. There were believers from afar and residents nearby, but most of them were female guests.
Su Yi explained to her that most of the believers nearby, especially the old believers who have believed in for decades, are very religious.
Her grandmother's house lives nearby, and her grandmother is also a devout believer. She goes to the temple to burn incense on the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and will help when she is busy in the temple.
"By the way, Shengsheng, after we have lunch, I'll take you to my uncle's house to have fun. After turning over the mountain in front, I will arrive. When I was young, I used to walk over the mountain with my cousins ​​and cousins." Su Yi remembered the past. , The bottom of my eyes is nostalgic: "Here is August 25th, and there is a temple fair. It is very lively. People from ten miles and eight villages will come over. Just at the foot of the mountain, the stalls are many miles away."
As Ling Sheng could imagine, it must be very lively, and said with a smile: "Wait for the temple fair next year, let's come and play together!"
Su Yi: "You are not allowed to let me dove."
The temple fair next year is still a bit far away, and there is no guarantee that there will be no announcements at that time, and it might not be easy to get together.
Ling Sheng is not a believer, and she hasn't believed in anything sincerely, but the original owner's adoptive mother is a Buddhist believer, she still understands a little bit.
I don’t know if it’s too early. There are not many pilgrims in the temple. Su Yi said that there are more people on Saturdays and Sundays, and she is usually more cold-hearted.
However, the masters in the temple are devout believers. The monks have no desires and desires. They eat the food they grow in the back mountains. The pilgrims do not seem so important.
Ling Sheng was amazed. Now many temples have become tourist attractions. Even monks are not so pure, and there are many fake monks and nuns.
Unless it is the kind of temples that are not easy to develop in the deep mountains and old forests, places like this kind of clean and simple without the slightest utilitarian heart are really rare.
Su Yi knew all the people in the temple and knew the host master very well. When she saw her bringing friends over, she was very happy to take them to incense.
Ling Sheng didn't expect that the masters in the temple were so approachable, and the presiding master was about fifty years old, kind-minded, and very close.
Su Yi's draws were all signed, and the host's father resolved the lot by himself, saying that he would seek for benevolence and benevolence, and it would be smooth and profitable.
When Ling Sheng passed the lottery, the host master's expression changed slightly, and he returned to normal for a moment. He looked at her and said, "Can the donor take a step to speak?"
Su Yi glanced at the host master suspiciously. She didn't notice any abnormal reaction from her, so she relaxed. It shouldn't be a major issue, maybe it's the content of the signing, she can't listen!
Ling Sheng was also the monk of Zhang Er, confused. The obedient boy followed the master to the back hall: "Master, is there a problem with my visa?"
The host master still looks like a kind eyebrow, just saying: "A guest comes from outside."
Ling Sheng shook his heart and was taken aback. He looked at the smiling Master who was always in front of him: "What does Master mean?"