After rebirth, the ascetic Mr. Li stepped down from the altar for me

She felt that Li Yehan was simply the male version of Daji.

Specially breathtaking.

Taking a long breath silently, she gave up her dirty thoughts.

Holding the phone, he was scrolling through Weibo with one hand.

……

After the meal, Qiao Mian and Li Yehan walked out of the restaurant with their fingers clasped tightly.

The lights at night are ever-changing, colorful and beautiful.

As soon as the two people went out, they immediately attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

Many people have seen it.

The indescribably precious Li Yehan held a blood-red Buddhist bead in his hand and carefully hugged his wife, who was as beautiful as a delicate flower.

All eyes are on her.

Unknowingly, Qiao Mian became the most envied being again.

When he reached the last step, Li Yehan paused, looked up at the starry sky, and said calmly, "Tomorrow, come with me to Wuran Temple."

The Li family has always believed in Buddhism.

Every year, the Li family contributes countless incense money to the temple.

Qinyuan also has a dedicated Buddhist hall.

Enshrined, is a white jade Guanyin.

Li Yehan and Bai Yihan often went in to burn incense and copy Buddhist scriptures.

She knew it too.

And she would go in often.

Therefore, Qiao Mian was not surprised at all that he wanted to go to the temple.

"Okay." Qiao Mian responded softly.

She is also a Buddhist.

In her previous life, before she met Gu Ting, she would follow her father or Bai Yihan to worship Buddha at Wuran Temple every now and then.

At that time, she was very familiar with Master Xinci, the abbot of Wuran Temple.

However, later, because of that scumbag Gu Ting, he believed in Christianity and hated people who believed in Buddhism.

So, she never went again.

Think about it, she was really stupid at that time, she could even change her beliefs for a man.

……

The next day.

The black Les Royce motorcade stopped at the Wuran Temple at the top of Wuran Mountain on the outskirts of the Imperial City.

Just because Qiao Mian and Li Yehan were coming to offer incense.

Therefore, no one can be seen in this huge temple from the inside to the outside.

Surrounded by bodyguards, the two got out of the car gracefully through the doors on both sides of the car.

Then, holding hands, they walked towards the temple.

The abbot, Master Xinci, is standing respectfully at the door.

An old man who is nearly eighty years old, wearing a red cassock.

The hand holds a string of sandalwood beads.

A sincere look on his face.

When Li Yehan and Qiao Mian approached, Master Xinci took the initiative to clasp his hands and bowed his head slightly towards them.

When Qiao Mian and Li Yehan saw this, they unanimously followed the same action.

Unlike Li Yehan, Qiao Mian's right arm was still hanging.

Doing this action is extremely difficult.

Then, Li Yehan looked at Master Xinci and said, "Master, let's go around by ourselves."

Master Xinci, "Okay, two donors please."

After saying this, Xinci made an inviting gesture towards the two of them.

Qiao Mian and Li Yehan immediately clasped their hands together and bowed their heads slightly towards him.

Then he walked into the temple with his long legs.

Master Xinci did not follow, but took a deep look at the string of blood amber Buddha beads held in Li Yehan's left hand.

It was approaching noon and the sun was just right.

The blood-red beads shone with dazzling light.

If he remembered correctly, Li Yehan was twenty-three years old now.

That string of Buddhist beads was given to Li Yehan six years ago when Li Yehan was seventeen years old.

That is the treasure of Wuran Temple.

From the abbot of the Ming Dynasty, it was passed down to him.

Valuable.

However, Li Yehan did not take the string of Buddhist beads in vain.

Afterwards, the Li family expanded the entire temple.

He even donated a huge amount of money to the temple.

As for why he gave the string of Buddhist beads to Li Yehan, there is actually a story...