Although Zhao Min said no, he was extremely satisfied with Zhang Bin in his actions.

Half an hour later, Zhang Bin walked into the bathroom with Zhao Min in his arms.

I took a shower and came out, and it was much more comfortable.

Zhao Min remade the soup, Zhang Bin had more rules this time, hugged Zhao Min, and the two moved together.

"Why didn't you go to work this afternoon?" Zhang Bin asked.

"The company hasn't had anything to do lately, I'll stay with you," Zhao Min said with a smile.

"Is there some trouble in the company?" Zhang Bin asked.

"Yu Jinhong has recently wanted to start taking power, and he has more than half of the appointment power in the brick-and-mortar store, and the remaining half wants to put pressure on me through the board of directors to try to take away the final appointment power," Zhao Min said.

"But it's not something he can do if he wants to, so you don't have to worry about the company," Zhao Min said.

"En", Zhang Bin nodded with a smile.

"I called my mom at that time, and they said they would come tomorrow," Zhao said.

"Then I'll pick it up," Zhang Bin said.

"No need, you just came back, take a rest, my dad and they are not old enough yet", Zhao Min looked at him with disgust and said, "How are you going to arrange them, I said, let them come and live permanently."

"They promised?" Zhang Bin was a little surprised.

"Of course, they only have a daughter like me," Zhao Min said with some smugness.

Motuo Mountain, one of the largest mountain ranges in Longyang City, is continuous and quite majestic.

Qingxin Temple is a temple built on Motuo Mountain, which is one of the temples with the most believers in Longyang City.

Some special things are that Qingxin Temple is built on the mountain, there are not many pavilions and temples, the main hall is at the top, and it is necessary to climb hundreds of steps to go up the ladder to be able to seek the Buddha's fate.

Zhang Bin was pulled up by Zhao Min in the middle of the night, and before dawn, the two had breakfast, changed into refreshing clothes, and then drove to Qingxin Temple in Motuo Mountain.

Coming to worship the Buddha was said by Zhang Bin before he went to Yanjing, and he didn't have time because he was in a hurry, but now he is back, and he just has time to go.

The car was parked on the dam below, they came relatively early, but there were still a lot of cars parked on the dam.

The two got out of the car, sorted out their clothes, and came to the front of the stairs.

There were two little monks wearing monk's robes, and when they saw Zhang Bin and Zhao Min coming, they folded their hands and chanted the donor.

"Master", the two returned the salute one by one.

The little monk handed them two signs and taught them to pin them on their waists, which is the sign of the believers, and they will not be stopped when they go up with this sign.

If you lose the sign, you need to come down again to get it again, otherwise you will be invited down by the monk.

After a while, five or six more people came from behind.

Zhao Min and Zhang Bin hurriedly went up.

After dozens of steps, the group came again to a dam with two furnaces burning and two lines carved into the stone walls on either side of the front.

Laugh often, laugh at the ridiculous people in the world.

A big belly can tolerate things that are intolerable in the world.

This is a famous Buddhist saying, which emphasizes the compassion of Buddhism and the expression of magnanimity.

Two people lined up to receive Buddha incense.

On the top of the high mountain, the magnificent hall is faintly visible, and it has a rather ethereal feeling.

Ask for incense at the dam, three notes per person, no incense money.

Each person holds incense in his left hand, climbs 360 steps, and if he can still persevere, he arrives at the main hall and voluntarily pays the incense money.

This rule treats everyone equally.

Every 100 steps there is a platform for everyone to rest.

Zhang Bin and Zhao Min were young, climbed the first hundred steps in one go, took a short rest on the platform, and climbed up again.

However, this time it was obviously more laborious, these steps were higher than the stairway kind, and each step needed to be carefully controlled, otherwise it would be easy to kick, so it was more laborious to climb.

Along the way, Zhang Bin met some old people, although the climb was very difficult, but still with the support of his children, he went up step by step.

For such an old man, the temple has no preferential treatment, perhaps in front of the Buddha, all beings are equal.

No one would say that those who let their children carry themselves up and spend so much effort to petition in the hope that their sincerity can be seen by the Bodhisattva and the Buddha, and they dare not leave anything to chance.

On the second hundred-step step, Zhang Bin and Zhao Min changed a stick of incense and continued to move forward.

This time, the two of them walked very slowly, and they were really climbing too fast in front.

And the further you go, the fewer people there are.

Looking back, there is a slight feeling of dizziness, but there is a great river and mountain in front of me, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Bin looked at Zhao Min, who was already sweating profusely at this time, and his face was a little pale, and asked with some distress.

It was hard for him to imagine how those old men had come up.

Zhao Min shook his head and motioned to continue.

"No, take a break", Zhang Bin pulled her to sit down.

Zhao Min smiled, didn't say anything, and sat down next to Zhang Bin to rest for a few minutes.

Because the two of them came early and climbed quickly, there were almost no petitioners around them at this time, and on the top of the mountain, there was a feeling of some mist, and the faintly visible hall was even more sacred in the white mist.

The two continued on the road, because they took care of Zhao Min, Zhang Bin didn't go too fast.

On the last hundred steps, the two changed incense again.

In the last few dozen steps, the shadow of the treasure hall above is already very clear.

I don't know how many stones are built up of a treasure hall, and the two of them looked up at the stone wall, with a line of big characters on the left and right.

All laws are born because of fate, and all laws are destroyed because of fate.

I am a Buddha and a great shaman, and I often say so.

A dull and majestic bell rang from the top of the mountain, and the aftermath lingered and continued.

The bell rang three times in a row, and Zhang Bin felt as if his whole person was shaken through.

The holy land of Buddhism is nothing more than that.

At this moment, Zhang Bin had a trace of respect for this Qingxin Temple from the inside out, the kind of admiration for the Buddhist family's desireless practice.

"The morning class is over, and if the two donors go early, they may be lucky enough to meet the abbot of the temple," said the little monk who gave them the incense.

Zhang Bin and Zhao Min looked at each other and smiled, rekindled their fighting spirit, and didn't dare to shout, but the whole person rushed to the top of the mountain again, hoping to meet the legendary Buddhist master.

However, the two eventually took a break on the road.

At this time, Zhao Min told Zhang Bin that Qingxin Temple had been built for nearly two hundred years and had a long tradition, and during the turmoil, the temple monks removed all the scriptures, took the initiative to destroy the temple, and hid in the mountains in order to preserve Buddhism.

Later, it was opened, and the temple was rebuilt to the previous specifications with the support of many devotees.

And in order to ensure the Qing repair, such a hundred steps were set up, which can be regarded as controlling the number of people per day, but even so, there are still many people who go to the treasure hall every day to petition.

When Zhang Bin and Zhao Min stepped on the ground in front of the treasure hall, the sun had already risen, and wisps of golden light were sprinkled on the Daxiong Treasure Hall, like the light of the Buddha shining, adding a touch of sacred feeling to the entire hall.

On the dam outside the treasure hall, two statues stood there, Zhang Bin and Zhao Min inserted the incense that was about to burn in their hands, and then replaced it with a new incense, Zhao Min put some money in the incense burner, and then walked in with Zhang Bin towards the treasure hall.

(Qingxin Temple is the real Buddhist holy place in Lao Li's heart, not the fakes outside that can be replaced)