There are many horse-drawn carriages parked in front of the Temple of Mercy and Grace. The nobles in the capital may not really come to listen to the puja, but they must really want to meet Master Ci'en.

Xue Mingcan looked around, but he didn't see the carriage engraved with the mark of the Xue family, so he was relieved. The daughters of the Xue family are traditional Buddhists. Xue Mingcan doesn't think that they really have a deep understanding and comprehension of the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures, and many people who worship Buddha in this world worship their own desires.

A "autumn water" pulled her out of her wandering thoughts, and she looked for a young man helping a woman out of the carriage.

Xue Mingcan looked at the vigorous and powerful Shen character written on the lantern hanging in front of the carriage, and secretly sighed that there are many people called Qiushui in this world, and there should be only one person with the surname Shen Qiushui in the capital.

From a distance, Shen Qiushui was upright, walking and standing with the style of a soldier. Jia Lan called Xue Mingcan a few times, she withdrew her gaze, and the two walked into the temple together.

Xue Mingcan had no intention of listening to Master Huiyi sitting on the altar and giving a lecture, so she discussed with Jia Lan that she would walk around first, and then meet the two after the puja was over.

Jia Lan went to the puja, and Xue Mingcan wandered around the Temple of Mercy and Grace alone. There is a huge Buddha statue in the main hall, and everyone has to look up to see his face. He was solemn and peaceful. The incense burner emits a unique smell that fills the entire hall. The pilgrims offered incense and bowed down, and their mouths were full of words about their desires.

What is it that makes so many people religiously kneel?

Is it the Buddha's compassion?

She stood straight in front of the Buddha and became an outlier in the main hall. After worshipping the Buddha, a lady saw that she was still in that posture and felt strange: "Girl, what are you looking at?" ”

"I'm looking at the Buddha." Xue Mingcan smiled at the lady, "It's the first time I've come to Ci'en Temple, and I've never seen such a big Buddha statue. ”

"This Buddha statue is the largest in the whole capital." Madame's voice was as gentle as water, as if it could melt people into it. Her girl brought the sticker, she stopped talking, closed her eyes, shook it very seriously, and soon a stick fell off.

She picked up the sign and said to Xue Mingcan: "The sign of Ci'en Temple is very smart, since the girl is here, why not ask for a sign." ”

"I don't know what to ask for."

The lady looked surprised: "I don't know what to ask for." She turned the sign in her hand and said, "The girl is in her prime, so it is better to ask for marriage." When I was your age, I also came to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to ask for a lot. ”

This lady has a ruddy complexion, a brocade dress, and servants and maids on her side, and she must have lived a good life. Xue Mingcan said: "Madame must have won a signature." ”

"No, that's a draw." She said flatly, not in the slightest unhappiness because of the very smart signing.

"But madam, you ......," Xue Mingcan stopped talking. Madame turned the lottery in her hand again, gentle and firm: "I think this lottery will be signed." ”

She put the slip back in the holder. The maidservant next to her reminded her that she hadn't unsigned yet, but she said she didn't need to untie it.

Madame reverently knelt in front of the Buddha and folded her hands: "The Buddha is merciful." ”

After the lady left, Xue Mingcan picked up the sticker and wanted to shake it directly, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he solemnly bowed in front of the Buddha. She had never shaken a lot, and the first time she shook it, she dropped a lot of lots. I shook it a few more times, and the result was the same.

It's not easy to shake lots, and it's a chance to drop one of the many lots, so it's no wonder that people believe that the one that falls is their own.

"Why are you so stupid?"

This long-lost voice! Xue Mingcan turned his head, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of surprise that he couldn't hide: "It's you!" ”

Behind him was the pilgrims of the Temple of Mercy and Grace and the clear blue sky. The autumn wind passed through the gate, and the corners of his clothes fluttered lightly. The hall was filled with incense lit by the faithful, all of which smelled of stability and piety. Joy poured into Xue Mingcan's heart and face.

"Long time no see." Li Huaishu smiled, "Why can't you even shake lots?" ”

Xue Ming looked at Li Huaishu with good complexion and a brocade robe, so he must have been well taken care of when he returned home, and his health was fine. She casually turned the stick holder in her hand, and the stick made a crisp collision sound, not caring about Li Huaishu's initial ridicule: "I haven't shaken it before." ”

Li Huaishu's hand was on Xue Mingcan's hand, holding the stick holder with her. Xue Mingcan was excited, and immediately tilted his head, with undisguised doubt and vigilance in his eyes: "What are you doing!" ”

"I'll teach you how to shake lots." He said it as a matter of course, frankly, and began to shake lots. The lottery jumped up and down flexibly in his hand, and soon one of the sticks stood out. He immediately let go of his hand, picked up the stick, and triumphantly said, "Look." ”

His residual warmth was still on the back of Xue Mingcan's hand. Growing up, no man had ever touched her hand like this. Just to shake the lot, Xue Mingcan said to himself, just like treating a sick person with medicine.