Chapter Twenty-Five: The Doom of Fate

The little monk was very afraid to stay alone with her, so according to his senior brother's instructions, he also carried two white buns and a bowl of pickles for her, and left in a hurry, even if he looked back, he felt cautious.

The pouring rain still kept falling, it was already pitch black outside the window, and there were birds crying in the sound of heavy rain, the little monk had a meal, took the scriptures and wooden fish, and went to the Buddhist hall first. The Buddha hall is very empty, with a Buddha statue in the middle and several clay sculptures of Bodhisattvas standing on both sides. The little monk held an oil lamp and lit several large candles on the tribute platform in front of the Buddha statue. I lit incense and worshiped in front of the Buddha, and then the furnace was straightened, but the futon in front of the Buddha statue knelt down and began to knock on the wooden fish and chant the scriptures.

The wind was blowing outside the Buddhist hall, and his senior brother pushed open the half-hidden door and came in

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