Yun Ya suddenly walked in, took the incense and candles from the young monk, knelt on the prayer mat, looked at the Buddha statue, and bowed three times.
May I find Miaomiao soon and bring him home, and may I grow old with Brother Yan, never betraying each other.
I, Ji Yunya, have never prayed to gods nor worshipped Buddha, but now as a disciple kneeling before you, shedding all worldly glamor, I only ask for what I wish in my heart. From now on, I am willing to make offerings to you and restore your golden statue.
With her forehead touching the ground, she closed her eyes, and at this moment, her heart was at peace.
"What divination do you seek, benefactor?" the young monk asked kindly. It was the same young monk with a sweet toothy smile from the morning, looking at her with a smile.
She replied without thinking, "Romantic fate."
The young monk handed her a bamboo tube: "Benefactor, sincerity brings efficacy."
