In the crisp autumn air, when the sun was midway in the sky, it was already 9 in the morning. The air was dry as Mr. Gold watered the entire garden.
Originally, Lindsey planned to talk to Rosie after she woke up about Jack Hugh, but who knew the first thing Rosie would do was recite the Great Compassion Mantra.
"Namo Hena Danadi Naye Ye
Namo Ariye Polu Jiedi..."
The girl sat on a pile of grass, with an incense burner in front of her, incense lit, tapping a wooden fish in her hand, beads arranged on her wrist, chanting the Great Compassion Mantra.
She recited fervently.
Even Jane was completely convinced.
"No, Rosie Scott, what are you doing?" Jane couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted her.
Rosie indeed stopped.
She seriously put down the stick she used to tap the wooden fish, then held the beads in her palms to her forehead, clasped her hands in prayer towards the Buddha statue, and then put down the beads, standing up.
