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Chapter 179 The fragrance of ancient Shu rice (want to be crushed to death by a bulldozer)(2/2)

Surrounded by mountains and clouds, it is better than a fairyland.

Ancient legends echoed over the years of history.

In the distant ancient times, the ancient Shu, as the Tongzhou of Daliang, was the capital of the ancient Jiuzhou.

Not only that, it is also the origin of humanities and the hometown of the myths and legends of the Human Emperor.

The ancient Shu area is a holy place for tourism, the birthplace of ancient wine, and even the location of the ancient imperial city.

At the same time, in the ancient Shu land, it was also a wonderful place to cultivate immortality and seek immortality.

Such mysterious places always attract tourists to pursue the Tao.

If you only focus on its tourism value or the mysterious color of myths and legends, it may appear a bit superficial.

Even if the time and space of eternal times have passed, the Jinsha River still exists is infinitely fascinating for people. Many people come straight to it just to get some gold.

If a young couple joins hands to wander the ancient Shu land, they can definitely prove their love. How many cultural sites and historical sites are not only warm places, but also people can forget their sorrows.

Like the incense in front of the Buddha hanging in the sky, and like the fragrance of rice flowers on the endless rice fields on both sides of the river...

As long as there is still beauty in this world and as long as there are humans in this world, the pace of travel will never stop.

Just like Wang Yue, the big boy who was ruthlessly cut by time, he has never received the care of his mother since he was a child. Even his father, who finally pulled him up, passed away seriously ill.

In order to give my sister the opportunity to continue studying and study, and to make her disabled uncle live a better life, he chose to give up his studies decisively.

Summer has gone, and autumn with a bumper harvest and fallen leaves has arrived. Wang Yue came with a heavy mood.

This trip was the first time in his life that he left home alone.

Originally, he had a good opponent.

However, after graduating from high school, he never contacted her again, the goddess who once accompanied her to catch loaches by the river...

Maybe he will never see her again in his life! There will be no intersection again.

From then on, the two people were separated and their communication gradually became less and less familiar. After all, they had been together for more than two months.

After parting with her, he gave up his dream of going to college, which was also the best and most perfect golden road in his life. He left home alone and came to the ancient Shu land to heal his wounds.

Wang Yue walked slowly by the rice fields alone, breathing the fragrance of rice in the air, feeling relaxed and happy.

On this day... he was going to visit the Hanging Buddha, and by the way he went to burn incense and comfort the dead souls, to pray for good luck for his living family, and to seek a bright future for himself.

I took the train all the way, and there were tourists all the way. These tourists were either couples or family...

Before he knew it, Wang Yue came to the feet of the hanging Buddha. The clear river water seemed to be the dew of the heavens, filled with mysterious water vapor. The surging river water continued to roll eastward, feeding all living things.

At the foot of the Buddha, the crowds of people came to worship Buddha were surging like rivers.

Buddha is compassion and saves all sentient beings from suffering...

"Young man, do you want to buy some incense paper? Ten dollars per handful of incense, five dollars per stack of paper money." An older sister who sold incense paper came up to ask.

Throughout history, how many people have been praying to the Buddha, seeking marriage and future...

"Okay, sister, give me one too." Wang Yue replied

Wang Yue today is a little different. He just inserted the incense and burned the paper into the ashes.

Today's modern society is no longer a feudal superstitious society. People not only have free speech, but also have freedom of faith.

Wang Yue looked at him here for a long time. After he folded his hands together and made several wishes, he stood up and left.

Before he could walk far, the elder sister's muttering came to his ears.

"This child is so strange. He bought incense paper to worship Buddha, but did not kneel down to Buddha..."
Chapter completed!
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