Demon Lord 3

This time we were planning to go to a temple to pray. It was Lin Zhenfei who suggested it. Curiously, I asked him, "Didn't he believe in Buddhism? Why did he do this now? Was he resorting to some feudal superstition again?" He smiled helplessly and explained that the main reason for going to pray wasn't actually his idea, but rather that there were temple fairs like these every year, or some organizations representing the people, but often the money wasn't spent properly, so they were kind of conducting an oversight. He asked if we wanted to join him. Later we all discussed it and nodded. For the sake of the people, there was no way. We still needed to show up on the spot for this kind of thing. This time we went to the temple to pray. Although it is a holy place of Buddhism, we don’t have to go in. It’s okay to worship outside. It doesn’t matter. I don’t believe in these things. It’s not that I don’t respect Buddhism, but I believe that Taoism and Buddhism are two different sects. The reason why I wanted to set foot on this trip this time was that I felt that this journey could not be an empty talk. It must have some meaning. So I didn’t refuse to take everyone with me to prepare to set off. Lin Mu Ze had always been in charge of this matter before, and now his father was in charge again. He felt a little disappointed and said that he was not as good as last year. Maybe this is the case that when parents are around, children will always be children. I comforted him, patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. I was like this when my dad was here. It's not because I can't do it because I need to listen to my parents' guidance to do better. Your father will eventually give you this position as a novice, not just now. You can gain more experience and do better than your father in the future. These things are very likely to happen. It's not very likely, but almost certain to happen. Don't complain too much or feel too sad. These things are simple and normal, and you can do them. I believe in your abilities. Among these children, you are very strong. Among the crowd, you are one of the best. Your strength cannot be limited to this. Your strength should shine brightly. You should be a rare existence in this field and other fields." After everyone packed up and prepared to go, everyone headed towards the temple they had just booked. When I approached the temple, I smelled a fragrance. It must be the incense burning there, a unique aroma! Smelling this faint fragrance, I slowly walked inside. When we reached the door, we knelt and bowed. Although we were not from here, we wanted to appear more like the real people and not directly offend the people's thoughts and feelings! Lin Zhenfei said, "It's okay, Sister Yue, you just wait outside. After we're done, we can come out and pray. You don't have to do it yourself. Just wander around. It won't count unless you go into the deepest door." I nodded, then walked around and found a stone block to sit on. My companions also ran into the woods to play. In fact, there are many bamboos in the bamboo forest that have wine. I don't know who designed this wine. How can there be wine in this place of meditation? Is it for the monks to drink? Lin Muze said, "Actually, this was my father's design. He was quite fond of winemaking and thought this bamboo patch was perfect for brewing some wine. He's also transformed this place into something of a mismatch, but it's also a warning to the monks. They can practice here, or they can ignore the bamboo forest outside and live a humble life inside. But no one here is clean, and no one can escape unscathed. No matter what, those people are stained with some kind of filth. At the very least, it might be from greedy offerings, or at the most, it could be a matter of life and death. I don't know the details. My father and I are connected in consciousness, so I can see what happens next. It seems my father is going in to teach them a lesson." I thought to myself, he would certainly do that. Given his personality, he'd not only teach them a lesson, but he might even resort to physical violence. But this is a beautiful place, and we're here to pray. Of course, is that really the right thing for him to do? Then I thought again: this world is his, after all. He can do what he wants. What's the point of me stopping him? When I thought of this, I suddenly understood. I cut down a bamboo and drank the wine in it.