Lingling mainly noticed that flickering light because there was nowhere else to go.
"Doesn't matter, let's just keep moving forward and see!"
Saying this, Bingqing carried Lingling and continued onward.
Bingqing had a strong sense of direction. If ordinary people saw a light on the mountain, it would be nearly impossible to pinpoint its exact source after entering the dense forest. But Bingqing, with just one look, identified the location. Without taking a single unnecessary step, he reached the source of the light, by now drenched in sweat.
Only when they got closer did they see clearly that there was a small monastery in the deep mountains!
Bingqing put down Lingling, and the two exchanged a glance before walking shoulder to shoulder into the temple.
They saw a nun burning incense, appearing about forty years old. After she lit the incense, she noticed Bingqing and Lingling and gave them a polite nod.
