There was comfort and comfort in his eyes.

The old lady understood that the child felt a little guilty because he didn't go out.

If she really didn't go, she might put pressure on him.

Besides, if you go to worship the Bodhisattva, you have decided to go today, so it is best to go there.

Otherwise, it would be bad if the Bodhisattva thought that his heart was not sincere.

The old lady thought about it and nodded: "Okay, that great grandma goes there, you're good at home."

Xiao Xingchen nodded immediately.

The old lady smiled, touched his head, and gave several instructions to Butler Lin.

After that, he took Gu Panxue and left the imperial garden with him and asked the driver to take them to the temple.

Gu Panxue chatted with the old lady along the way.

Since the old lady seemed concerned last time, but actually said something harsh, Gu Panxue has never shown any extraordinary thoughts.

She became more considerate and sticky to the old lady.

Mrs. Bo is old and likes her very much, so she is naturally reluctant to blame her.

So, he was even better to her.

More than an hour later, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Open up, but it can't.

However, there is another passage to the temple, which is the cableway.

Even if you go up like this, you will not be sincere in every step.

But the old lady is old and can't accept it.

So they made a cable car.

In the temple, it feels very solemn and dignified.

Many elderly people believe in Bodhisattva, or in other words, to give their souls comfort.

The old lady went to worship very seriously.

Gu Panxue doesn't believe in these things very much.

The old lady didn't force herself, and just let her go and leave together.

Gu Panxue came out of the temple and turned around the wall.

The scenery on the mountain was excellent. As she walked, she found several wing rooms connected together.

This house is different from the solemn hall in front of it. I saw three or two tourists pushing one of them open and walking in.

It should be a place to provide rest.

Gu Panxue thought this way, looked left and right, and finally walked to the room on the far right.

The door of the wing room was locked at first, but she pushed it but didn't open it.

They were all about to leave, but suddenly there was a snap inside. The wooden plug broke itself because it was old and the door opened.

Gu Panxue paused and walked in curiously.

This is an extremely simple wing room with only simple tables and chairs and a simple cabinet.

There were many scriptures and many stacked papers in the cabinet.

She stood there and read for a while, and saw that it seemed to be a scripture copied by a man.

There are dates on it, from near to far, and it has been five years since it was placed in a thick stack.

When Gu Panxue saw the vague words of rebirth, he guessed that someone was paying homage to his dead relatives and copying Buddhist scriptures for him.

Such sincerity is moving.

She put the copied scriptures back, her eyes turned again, and saw the paintings hanging on the wall.

At first glance, it looks amazing and shocking. It is hard to believe that you will see such a work here.

There is also a signature at the back of the painting.

She took two steps forward and was about to see it carefully.

The door panel was suddenly knocked, and a little monk stood there with a serious expression: "Donor, this wing room is owned by a private person, so it is difficult for outsiders to break in."

He was quite polite, but he obviously had disagreement in his eyes.

Gu Panxue didn't come in on purpose, so she curled her lips and walked out.
Chapter completed!