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Unlike its own reputation, Yumu Temple is not very large, nor does it have the grandeur of the magnificent red walls and blue tiles.

It is just a small temple with two front and back halls. The front hall only houses a Fuhu monk, and the back hall is where the temple monks practice and live.

Li Le stood outside the front hall and took a careful look at the tiger statue under Monk Fuhu's seat, but he couldn't figure out why.

The monk is a fake statue and the tiger is also a fake tiger.

There is no aura that can overwhelm people as soon as they enter, and there is no feeling of cleansing and purifying the soul.

It looks like an ordinary little temple in the mountains.

But the Yumu Temple was crowded with people.

People from all over the world lined up with the incense they bought at the foot of the mountain, entered the main hall in an orderly manner, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and then walked out of the hall with the incense and lit the incense at the incense burning place in the corner of the temple.

Waves of incense slowly rose into the sky, but did not dissipate. Instead, they turned into a stream and floated behind Yumu Temple.

This is also a major wonder in Yumu Temple.

People say that this is the Buddha eating the incense from the believers. When the Buddha eats the incense, he will bless the believers.

Li Le also knew that there was no scientific explanation for this.

Occasionally, incense smoke drifts in one place, which can be explained by the thermal expansion and contraction of air and thermodynamic circulation. However, this air flow has been going on for many years, and it can't be explained even by experts' eloquent words.

Li Le entered the main hall, but did not join the crowd in lining up to kneel to the Buddha statue. He stood in a corner of the main hall and quietly observed the situation in the hall.

People come here and want different things.

Some people knelt down in front of the Buddha statue and prayed for their family's safety and health, and that they would be free from illness and disaster.

Some people kneel in front of the Buddha statue, praying for smooth sailing in their career and making money every day.

Li Le even heard someone begging him to win every bet and kill everyone.

Thousands of people with thousands of faces have all kinds of requests, but I don’t know if Buddha can satisfy them all.

The monks practicing in Yumu Temple are sitting on the side of the main hall, knocking on wooden fish, chanting sutras and chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if the people coming and going in front of them to worship God and Buddha have nothing to do with them.

Li Le saw a man in the crowd who he had met in the town before.

A mother carrying a child on her back.

At this time, she had held the child in her arms and knelt respectfully in front of the Buddha statue.

"I pray to Lord Buddha that my son will be healthy."

"As long as my son is healthy, I am willing to exchange my life..."

The woman muttered.

Li Le looked carefully at the child in the woman's arms.

The child was only six or seven years old and was awake at this time. He opened his eyes and looked around.

Li Lecai noticed that this child seemed a little abnormal.

His face was thin, his eyes were empty and dull, his hands were clasped with fingers, and his legs were jumping straight.

The child was grinning, but his mouth was crooked and his mouth was drooling.

The word 'cerebral palsy' came to Li Le's mind.

There are thousands of diseases in the world, but cerebral palsy is the most annoying.

It often gives you hope, and often makes you despair. Between hope and despair, it tortures you back and forth, making you miserable, but you want to die but can't rest assured.

At this time, my mother had finished kowtowing and was about to get up.

噔......

The sound of a wooden fish sounded, and everyone's hearts were shaken.

The old monk, who had been sitting aside to practice his homework, put down the gavel in his hand, stood up and chanted softly: "Amitabha!"

The old monk walked up to the mother and son, and gently held the hand of the child in the mother's arms.

ah... ah...

The child was a little scared and struggled desperately, making a sound that was not round.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and people inside and outside the hall craned their necks to look inside.

Everyone can see that this child is very abnormal, and they are looking forward to what good fortune this child can have here.

"Bodhisattva is compassionate and has sensed your sincerity. Please wait a moment. Bodhisattva will send down Buddha's light and merits to you to cure illnesses and save people."

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly.

A beam of light shot down from the roof, covering the mother and son.

I saw the child in the mother's arms struggling violently in the light, making a piercing cry, and then fell asleep again.

There was silence in the hall, and no one dared to take a breath.

thump...

There was a loud sound, like someone ringing a bell in the palace.

The bell echoed, and in the light, the child slowly opened his eyes. The next moment, he had broken away from his mother's arms and was jumping on the ground for joy, just like a normal child.

Everyone in the hall exclaimed, it was amazing.

"Amitabha, Buddha bless!"

"Amitabha, please bless the Liu family and bring prosperity to our family from generation to generation."

"Amitabha, please protect me, Li Er, and I will win every time I bet."

In the main hall, many people were already kneeling on the ground, holding incense with both hands, and worshiping devoutly.

I don’t know if I am worshiping Buddha or worshiping my own desires.

The most pious one is undoubtedly the mother.

With tears streaming down her face, she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, her head hitting the floor tiles with a banging sound.

Then she held down her child and asked her to kowtow as well.

The children didn't know why, but they kowtowed together as their mother asked.

For a time, the entire hall was illuminated by Buddha's light and became peaceful.

The old monk didn't pay attention to the other people's kneeling, and went straight back to his seat and sat down cross-legged.

Just when passing by Li Le, his eyes glanced at Li Le inadvertently. Seeing that the other person was also sizing him up, the old monk smiled and nodded, clasped his hands together, and said softly to Li Le - Amitabha.

Li Le smiled and nodded, returning the courtesy.

There was such an episode, whether inside or outside the temple, people became more and more devout in worshiping.

Li Le did not stay in the hall, but left the hall and returned to the open space outside the hall again.

He stood in the shade of a tree at the edge of the clearing.

What happened in the temple just now has been spread by word of mouth among the crowd. Even the believers who are still climbing the mountain heard the wind and their steps became a little faster.

"The Buddha has appeared."

"The Buddha has appeared again. Everyone, go quickly, go quickly."

"A few months ago, I had a fever and caught a cold. I struggled with it for half a month and it didn't heal. I came here and asked for a talisman. After burning it to ashes and drinking water, guess what, I got better after just one night's sleep."

"That night I would dream about Buddha, and he would touch my forehead. What's that called?"

"This is called the immortal touching my head, tying my hair and receiving immortality, hahaha..."

Someone loudly shared his experience of praying to God and worshiping Buddha in the crowd.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

Then, the crowd started to pour into the hall like ants, and the scene was a bit out of control. Li Le even saw some people gathered at the incense burning place, took out the jars, and did not care about the ashes until the incense burned out. The temperature was very high, so they started directly. Put handfuls of ashes with sparks into the jar.

It seems that this is not filled with incense ash, but a panacea that can cure diseases and save lives.

Among the crowd, Li Le saw an old man whom he had met in Huashi Town.

The old man staggered on the stairs going up the mountain and was out of breath while walking. However, he still used his hands and feet to climb up towards Yumu Temple with a firm goal.

"One, two, three... 99."

"One hundred, one hundred one, one hundred two... two hundred."

"One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three..."

At the same time, Li Le heard a childish voice.

Turning his head to look, he saw a five or six-year-old novice monk squatting under a tree, counting ants.

Li Le smiled, this little novice's counting was so weird.

Once it reaches one hundred, it is normal. After one hundred, it starts to go directly from one hundred to one hundred and one to one hundred and two...and then one thousand, one thousand and one, one thousand and two...

No need to pause in the middle.

When Li Lexiang was a child, he learned to count by himself, and it seemed to be like this.

"If you can count like this, you will definitely be a smart kid in the future."