Chapter 1464 - Give Me a Price of Buddhism Advice (2/2)

The novice monk was a child himself and yet, he called someone else a child? The old monk shook his head and walked out, carrying the scent from the sandalwood as he walked. Initially, he didn’t think much about it. However, when he saw the figure that worshipped one step at a time, he paused slightly, and then said, “Amitabha Buddha.”

The cold wind blew and snow fell on the shoulders of the figure between the mountain streams. But the little boy’s face was even more eye-catching than the mountain of snow.

That scene was very much like a poem by Tsangyang Gyatso. He had said, “That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road. Not for admiration but for the warmth of seeing you. In that lifetime, I revolved around the mountains, rivers, and the pagoda; not to cultivate my next life, just to meet you on the way. In that instant, I ascended into an immortal; not for longevity but for your peace and joy.”

The old monk was waiting, waiting for the noble little figure to come to him.

Qin Mo had proper etiquette. Even though there was sweat on his forehead, he bent over and greeted, “Master.”

The 999 steps of worship, regardless of when it was done, he must return a wish. The old monk lowered his eyes but there was helplessness in his eyes. “Little Benefactor, what are you seeking?”

Qin Mo drew a red string from his neck. On one end of the red string was an amulet. “Someone asked for this for me. Master, can you give me a piece of Buddhist advice?”

“You believe in the Buddha?” the old monk asked.

Qin Mo shook his head. “I only believe in myself.”

The old monk asked again, “Then why did you come to ask for the Buddha’s advice?”

“She believes in it.”