Passing through the mountain gate at the front is the Great Hall. Yun Jiao offered incense, took You Er from Wanyan Zhang's hands, and knelt on the ground, bowing earnestly.
After bowing, the Abbot beside her struck the chime.
Yun Jiao did not rise; she looked up at the Buddha above her for a long time, silently praying something in her heart.
Wanyan Zhang, who never believed in deities or Buddha, knelt down at this moment and bowed to the Buddha.
Yun Jiao got up and moved to the second hall, lit incense again inside, and then bowed to The Bodhisattva Guanyin.
Wanyan Zhang could feel Yun Jiao's sincerity, and for a moment, his heart wavered. Perhaps he shouldn't have doubted her; maybe she really just wanted to fulfill a vow.
After bowing, the attending Abbot struck the chime again, "I wonder if the lady benefactor wishes to draw a lot? The lots at Zhaoti Temple are known to be very accurate."
Yun Jiao smiled and shook her head, "No, thank you."
