On our wedding night, my husband changed!

In fact, after Chifeng said about praying, he also felt that there was something wrong with what he said. After all, people like them, if they really want to pray, they can only go directly to God.

God doesn't care about you, it depends on your luck and merit.

As for their demon world, they don’t even believe in this, so they don’t seek this.

Chi Feng didn't even know why he was saying this. He realized once again that his brain was definitely not good enough, and he must be acting like a normal demon, something close to that.

Wanfeng on the side looked at the sky speechlessly. She didn't understand why she wanted to go to the temple.

Her silly brother is really good at choosing places.

Going to the temple on a spring outing?

Thanks to Jiang Xinrui for giving her face and saying that she had never been there, it would be fine to go and have a look...

Really, why is this little girl so different from the boy?

Why didn't her mother just give her a younger sister?

My brother is stupid, and he is getting stupider now.

Jiang Xinrui felt the annoyance and slight disgust of the two siblings, and suddenly wanted to laugh even more. How could they be so interesting?

If possible, Jiang Xinrui would like the two of them to go to Shili Chunfeng more often.

A few people chatted and made noise and soon arrived at the popular Zhaojue Temple.

The prayers were very effective, and naturally there were more pilgrims. Everyone was very pious, no one made any loud noises, no one looked around, and no one paid attention to the specialness of Chi Feng.

This point made Jiang Xinrui and others raise their eyebrows slightly.

What's the difference?

At this moment, Jiang Xinrui could hardly find peace. Several people walked to the temple and bowed to the ten-meter-tall Bodhisattva. Because they had different beliefs, they did not kneel.

But I, the Buddha, will not mind. Sincerity leads to spirit. Buddha, encompasses all things and accepts all things.

"Do you still want to make a wish?"

After Jiang Xinrui saluted, she glanced at Chifeng and Wanfeng, without asking you directly.

But it was equivalent to asking both of them.

When Chifeng heard Jiang Xinrui's words, he originally had no wishes, but when he looked at the Bodhisattva, his mood was really different. His ears were filled with Sanskrit sounds and his heart was infinitely peaceful.

At this moment, he wanted to make a wish, hoping that the people who loved him and the people he loved would get their wishes and be safe and happy!

Chifeng also has his own little thoughts. He only hopes that those who are good for him and he also wants the other person's good will be good, and he only cares about the people he should care about.

Maybe it's because the siblings have a tacit understanding. Wanfeng and Chifeng feel the same way, and even the wishes in their hearts are similar...

Jiang Xinrui saw them both praying sincerely with their eyes closed, and smiled lightly, then turned around and stood aside quietly waiting without urging.

Feeling the peace and comfort brought by the Bodhisattva, this was something Jiang Xinrui had not felt for a long time.

Over the years, she has been either extremely sad or relaxed and happy. The only thing she did not have was the peace that she brought to Zhaojue Temple today.

"Hello, donor, may I ask, what is your surname?"

Just as Jiang Xinrui was standing at the side door with her eyes closed and feeling calm, a gentle male voice suddenly came into her ears.

"My surname is Jiang, do you have any questions, Master?"

"Master, have we met before?

Jiang Xinrui slowly opened her eyes and looked at the little master in front of her who had a pious face and was wearing gray monk robes.

The reason why he is called the Little Master is because he is young.

It looks like he's only in his thirties.

In Jiang Xinrui's eyes, the great master is the kind with a white beard.

Anyone without a beard is a little master.

And the most important thing is that this master really looks familiar...