"never mind."

"Well, what then?"

"I feel like I've been cheated..."

"..."

…

Entering the back hall, Yang Mi and Liu Zhishi saw a spacious room with clear windows.

However, it was not possible to see the whole room at the moment, because there were more than a dozen people standing at the door, blocking the door.

The only thing Yang Mi could see was a golden throne leaning against a red wall.

"Where is the White Dragon King?"

Liu Zhishi stretched her head curiously and looked inside, and asked in a low voice.

Yang Mi pouted:

"Well, that's it."

"Well……"

Following the direction of Yang Min's mouth, Liu Zhishi saw the old man who was surrounded by more than a dozen people and sitting on a wicker chair at the door, smoking.

"...???"

Liu Zhishi was stunned:

"he is the one?"

"Not yet."

Yang Mi shook her head slightly and whispered:

"He is just a mortal now. After he sits on the throne and performs the Dharma, he will be the White Dragon King. The one who answers our questions is not him, but the White Dragon King."

"...?"

The somewhat convoluted answer made Liu Zhishi's mind spin twice before he understood what Mimi meant.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Then let's go over and say hello?"

"I don't know either. The guide I read online said that the people chatting are all believers... we are not."

"But if we don't walk over, wouldn't it look too different and disrespectful for us to stand here?"

"...makes sense."

So, the two of them walked quietly to the group of people.

I originally wanted to hear what they were talking about.

result……

"Do you understand?"

Hearing Liu Zhishi's words, Yang Mi shook her head slightly and whispered:

"It seems to be in Cantonese. I can't understand it..."

"Well……"

The two girls from Yanjing, who couldn't speak the same language, could only stand next to each other.

Occasionally, there was a hint of laughter in the crowd, and it seemed that everyone was having a pleasant conversation. Unfortunately, the two of them couldn't understand each other, and could only occasionally understand spoken words such as "Hey, hey, hey, hey."

And this is when Liu Zhishi was suddenly startled:

"Ah, Liu Dehua is coming in!"

Yang Mi turned around and saw Liu Dehua, also dressed in white, walking in alone.

After arriving, he seemed to see the White Dragon King, and a respectful smile immediately appeared on his face, and he walked towards this side with his hands clasped together.

And his status among these believers seemed to be very high. When he came over, the crowd gave way.

Yang Mi and Liu Zhishi watched helplessly as the famous Hua Zai came to the old man's wicker chair and knelt down.

This ceremony is actually quite common in Thailand, and it has a similar meaning to the Chinese way of paying homage.

Kneel down to the Buddha, kneel to your parents, kneel to your guru, and kneel to the monks.

This is local etiquette.

It's nothing to say.

However, when she saw Hua Zai kneeling down, Yang Mi thought of something for no reason...

If my brother were here...

Tsk.

Andy and White Dragon King also communicated in Cantonese, and they still couldn't understand what they should not understand.

Yang Mi would look at her watch from time to time, because the White Dragon King's puja started at 8 o'clock.

As soon as 8 o'clock arrived, the ritual instruments in the temple were knocked.

The old man who had been smoking and chatting with the believers just now stood up.

When he stood up, Liu Dehua respectfully helped him walk into the house with both hands, and everyone quickly moved out of the way.

After the White Dragon King entered, everyone filed in.

After Yang Mi and Liu Zhishi walked in, they saw the golden chair at first sight.

I don’t know if it’s pure gold or gilded, but it looks very luxurious.

The golden dragon chair has the words "White Dragon King Patriarch's Throne" written on the back.

The two of them followed others' example and knelt on the soft cushions in front of their own number plates.

Then some believers came and distributed apples.

Liu Zhishi didn't understand what it meant, but seeing everyone holding apples in both hands, he could only learn in a formal way.

Until the old man sat on the chair and closed his eyes tightly.

moment……

He smiled.

The middle-aged man next to him who had just blocked Xu Xin from the door stood respectfully.

Don't know what it's for.

Then, after a few minutes, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the first person.

Without opening a word, the man came forward, knelt beside the old man with his hands clasped, and babbled a bunch of questions in Cantonese.

The old man answered fluently.

As he spoke, he hit the man on the head with long bodhisattvas tied together.

After a few consecutive blows, the man finally put his hands together and knelt down respectfully, then got up and returned to the cushion.

Then the second, the third, the fourth...

Frankly speaking, both Yang Mi and Liu Zhishi were in pain because they couldn't understand what they were saying.

Especially if I kneel for a long time, my knees will feel very uncomfortable.

But there was nothing I could do but grit my teeth and persevere.

One after another, finally, it was Yang Mi’s turn.

She took possession of it, clasped her hands respectfully and walked to the side of the White Dragon King. She knelt beside him like those people just now and asked in Mandarin:

"Master, I would like to ask about my marriage. When is the best time to get married and when is the best time to have children? Are there any taboos? I just want my children to be healthy and safe..."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man on the side opened his mouth and started talking to the White Dragon King.

Yang Mi heard the words "What time...hou ah", "hou ah", and "Bing Bin An An".

Only then did I react...

Are you translating for yourself?

After the middle-aged man finished translating, he shut up.

At the same time, the White Dragon King picked up the bunch of long Bodhisattva.

Yang Mi closed her eyes subconsciously and lowered her head.

That's an instinctive defensive action.

She thought the other party was going to give her a "head-on warning."

But who would have thought that the long bodhisattva did not fall down, but instead helped her sweep her shoulders.
To be continued...