I really regret promising Meng Yingyun to accompany her to worship any Buddha.

She told me that the temple was very close to where we lived. Where did you know it was in the outskirts of the countryside, taxi calls were nearly a hundred.

It's not over yet. After that, we have to climb mountains.

The mountain rises high into the clouds, with no cables, but artificial stone steps.

"Where is the temple?" I asked.

"Right up there, let's go." She said she was going ahead.

I followed.

After climbing for a long time, exhausted and panting, I asked anxiously, "Has it arrived yet?"

"It's fast." She said, "It'll be...