Sir, don't be too bad

Si Nuanqian bit her lip and remained silent for a while.

Mu Qianxun couldn't bear Si Nuanqian's sadness alone, and immediately said: "I also heard people say that Guanyin Bodhisattva is merciful to all sentient beings and saves suffering and disaster. It is very effective. Why don't we go together tomorrow."

After Mu Qianxun finished speaking, he looked at Si Nuanqian.

After a long time, Si Nuanqian nodded.

Praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is something that can only be done when human beings cannot do it.

She didn't believe it all the time, but now she is willing to believe it once.

So the next day, the four of them set off for Nanshan.

Si Nuanqian was shocked when he saw the huge statue of Avalokitesvara standing majestically and majestically above the blue sea, and he became serious.

Sightseeing in the scenic spot didn't appeal to Si Nuanqian at all, so she went directly to the Yuantong Palace under Guanyin's seat.

"Greatly merciful Bodhisattva, if you are really so spiritual, please help me, I am willing to exchange my remaining life for his life."

Si Nuanqian thought in her heart, knelt down on the futon devoutly, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Please, help me, as long as you agree to my request, I am willing to worship you forever..."

Si Nuanqian would kowtow every time he chanted.

After kowtowing dozens of times like this, there were pilgrims nearby who couldn't stand it any longer.

"Girl, Bodhisattvas don't beg like this. Look at your head is broken."

Si Nuanqian turned a deaf ear to it, just chanted his wish, then kowtowed again and again.

"Oh, it looks like a poor man hurt by love." The pilgrim next to him sighed and left.

The pilgrims around him changed from batch to batch, but Si Nuanqian still repeated the same action unhurriedly.

Praying to the gods is the only thing she can do now, and she must use her sincerity to pray for what she wants.

Most people would get dizzy after squatting for a long time, let alone Si Nuanqian kowtowed continuously like this.

When the vision went dark and she lost consciousness, Si Nuanqian gave a wry smile from the bottom of her heart.

She fainted, I am afraid that the Bodhisattva will not answer her prayer.

Before he could finish his wry smile, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Oh, poor child, where?"

The magnanimous and kind female voice came from the white light, carrying the power to make people feel happy.

Si Nuanqian was startled, and then suddenly reflected.

"Greatly merciful Bodhisattva, you heard my prayer, right?" Si Nuanqian was overjoyed and kowtowed heavily: "Please, promise me, let him come back to life!"

"Life is life, death is death, how can a person resurrect from death?"

"Is it okay to exchange my life for his?" Si Nuanqian burst into tears.

"His death because of you is already predestined by his fate, why are you so persistent?"

"No! Impossible!" Si Nuanqian cried and kowtowed desperately: "I don't want such a fate, I want him to live, even if I give up everything I have, I just want him to live! "

Their love ended before it started, she was not reconciled!

"Are you really willing to give up everything just for him to live?" asked the generous and kind voice.

"I am willing!"

After a long time, a sigh sounded: "For the sake of your sincerity, this deity promises you."

"Really?" Si Nuanqian raised her head in surprise.

"The deity can only give you one chance to change his fate in this life. I hope you will take care of yourself and grasp it well."