In addition to tourists, there were some monks passing by in twos and threes, wearing monk robes. Some were in their teens, some in their twenties, and there were even older ones, such as those in their thirties, forties, or fifties. From a distance, Yun Hao even saw an old monk who looked about seventy or eighty years old!
This old monk was holding a bamboo scroll in his hand, engrossed in reading it.
Yun Hao didn't pay much attention, thinking perhaps this was some high monk studying Buddhist classics!
He continued along the path towards the deepest part of the temple!
Great Heroic Hall!
Looking at the imposing plaque and the golden Buddha with a flower-pinching gesture, Zhao Ya clasped her hands together and bowed sincerely. She then proceeded into the hall, knelt on a cushion, closed her eyes, seemingly making a wish!
