Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"Of course I know this!" Qin Anmin said unhappily, his face full of annoyance.

"What bad luck! My good mood today was ruined by her!"

Su Qinghe smiled disapprovingly.

"What's coming cannot be avoided. According to what she said, even if we didn't meet today, she would find time to come to your house. It's better to know it earlier and prepare early."

Baili Honglan nodded in agreement. "That's true. I have to send a message to Kyoto as soon as I get back today."

Qin Anmin looked miserable and waved his hands impatiently.

"Alright, alright, stop talking about her and let's go in quickly. It will be a little later before the monks in the temple have lunch. By then there won't even be anyone to lead the way and pass incense."

As instructed, a group of people entered Lingyan Temple in a mighty procession.

Just as Qin Anmin said, there were not many pilgrims inside, and the ones that did were all going in the opposite direction of them, burning incense and preparing to leave.

"Are all the monks in Lingyan Temple men?"

Looking at the few scattered sweeping monks on the open space around him, Su Qinghe spoke in confusion.

Qin Anmin looked at her in surprise. "Is this your first time here, sister?"

Seeing Su Qinghe nod, she hurriedly explained enthusiastically.

"Tianhe County has many mountains and temples. Nuns are usually found in the higher mountains. The mountain roads are difficult to walk on, and it is difficult for men who have become monks to walk. Therefore, low-rise temples like this are mostly Buddhist temples."

As Qin Anmin spoke, the smile on his face turned obscene and he leaned his head close to Su Qinghe's ear.

"Temple like this is usually for marriage, so young men in the city like to come here. If there are women who are lustful or want to find a new husband, most of them will come to this temple to try their luck. If you want to find a new husband in the future, you can also come here."

Su Qinghe gave an awkward smile and silently took a few steps away from her.

After thinking about it, I realized that I did meet many men along the way.

"But these unmarried men wear veils when they go out, how can they tell the difference between beauty and ugliness?"

This time, it was not Qin Anmin who answered her, but Ji Yuan, who was walking slowly beside her, holding his belly.

He had a gentle smile on his face and looked at Su Qinghe meaningfully.

"They have to wear them outside the temple, but they will take them off when they enter the temple to pray so that the Buddha can see their appearance clearly. It is said that this will make them more effective."

"If you want to see it, you can come back another day at an earlier time. You can't see it at this time."

Hearing the hidden meaning in his words, Su Qinghe looked at him with amusement. How could he be jealous of this?

Ji Yuan's face turned slightly red, he coughed uncomfortably and turned his head to the side.

A group of people chatted all the way to the main hall. At this time, there was only a fair-skinned monk left guarding the empty hall.

Su Qinghe looked around curiously. This was the first time in her two lives that she had entered a Buddhist temple.

It is strange that someone like her would come to burn incense to the so-called Buddha one day.

In the center of the hall is a huge Buddha statue, which is solemn and dignified with a majestic appearance.

Incense smoke curled up from the incense burner, and the whole hall was filled with a faint fragrance.

Looking at the large group of people who suddenly poured in, the little monk who had already begun to doze off was suddenly startled.

He quickly wiped off the non-existent saliva and took the incense sticks from the incense table and held them in his arms.

"Dear donors, our temple will be closed in less than half an hour. If you just want to burn incense, that's fine, but if you want to draw lots, I'm afraid you will have to wait until the afternoon for the head monk to come."

His face was calm, his brows were lowered, his eyes were closed, his hands were clasped together, his voice was cold, and he looked very serious.

Su Qinghe looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

The monk does have a handsome face, but he seems to be an active person, but he has to pretend to be so quiet and serious, which makes him seem a bit hypocritical.

Su Qinghe smiled and shook her head, explained her purpose, took a handful of incense and candles from him, and followed him to distribute them to everyone.

After everyone had received it, Baili Honglan was the first to go up and pay her respects.

Without saying a word, she knelt down on the mat and kowtowed three times. Her movements were clean and smooth, without any delay, which stunned Qin Anmin and others.

When she finished her worship and returned to the crowd, Qin Anmin smiled and patted her shoulder.

"Hehe, I can see that you have been kneeling in the ancestral hall a lot, right?"

Baili Honglan blushed.

"What do you know? That's my filial piety as a junior. Go and pay your respects."

She pushed Qin Anmin out.

Qin Anmin laughed a few times, but still finished his worship properly.

When it was Su Qinghe's turn, she simply inserted three incense sticks into the cauldron, stood there, bowed reluctantly, and turned back.

Everyone was stunned. The monk looked embarrassed. He shook his sleeves and withdrew his hand that was about to take the incense and candles.

"Donor, your prayer will only be effective if you are sincere." He looked at Su Qinghe seriously and said.

Su Qinghe waved his hand after hearing this. "Thank you for the reminder, but I don't believe in Buddhism. I just came out to relax today. Little Master, don't pay attention to me."

Wuwu frowned.

"The Buddha saves all living beings, and all living beings are equal. Even if you are not a believer, as long as you are sincere and kind, the Buddha will bless you. Since you have come to the temple to worship, how can you be so casual? This is disrespectful to the Buddha."

Seeing that the little monk was serious, Su Qinghe smiled disdainfully.

"It's an illusory thing. Even if I really disrespect him, what can he do? And if he is really willing to save all living beings as you said, he must be open-minded and will definitely not bother with me."

After hearing her words, Wuwang wanted to say something else, but she spoke again.

"I wonder why the young master went up the mountain to become a monk?"

Wuwang was stunned, not knowing why this matter was brought up on him again.

"I have lived in this temple since I was a child. The abbot picked me up."

Su Qinghe's smile widened. "So you don't know who your mother and father are?"

Wuwang nodded. "Of course, but the brothers in the temple treat me very well, better than family."

Su Qinghe clicked her tongue twice and stared at him with sharp words.

"Since the Buddha saves all living beings, how could you be abandoned by your mother and father?"

Wuwang was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said:

"They must have their own difficulties, and I am living a good life now. This is another way for the Buddha to make up for me."

Su Qinghe remained silent.

"How can we make up for the separation of family members? Since the Buddha cannot bear to see sentient beings suffer, why didn't he save your mother and father when they were in trouble?"

"Young Master, you are loved by the brothers and elders in the temple and have your own family. What about your mother and father? They lost a child and have not found him yet. Has the Buddha relieved their pain of losing their child?"

Wuwang's heart tightened. Su Qinghe's words lingered in his mind, questioning the Buddha. He instinctively felt that what she said was wrong, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it for a long time.