Chapter 140: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Life of Slacking Off Chapter 139 Buzhou Mountain

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

They walked along, stopping and starting, and before they knew it, they were nearly at the end of the street. But just then, the sight before them astonished them—the end of the street was actually a towering mountain named Buzhou Mountain.

On the mountain stood a solemn and dignified temple. It was said that anyone who visited this temple today would receive the protection of Buddha's light, enjoying peace and smoothness in the new year.

Since they had come this far, the group naturally would not miss such a rare opportunity, and they all decided to go see for themselves. Thus they stepped onto the stairs leading to the temple at the mountaintop, climbing slowly upward step by step. Yan Wang was tall and well-built, with long, powerful legs, and each stride easily crossed two steps.

By comparison, Yan Shuang'er, Qianqian, and Yan Jie seemed to struggle somewhat, climbing the stairs one step at a time.

Time passed second by second, and when they were all gasping for breath, they suddenly realized they had only climbed halfway! Qianqian was already losing heart, panting heavily as she muttered, "Oh no, I can't do it, I really won't climb anymore, it's too exhausting, why don't we just go back!"

Hearing this, Yan Shuang'er hurried to dissuade her: "Qianqian, whatever you do, you must see it through to the end. Besides, look, we've already climbed so far—if we give up halfway and don't even get to sincerely pray at the temple, wouldn't you feel regretful and unwilling?"

However, Qianqain replied carelessly: "I'm willing, especially willing! San Jie, you don't know, there's a saying—'Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as you're willing to give up.'"

Yan Shuang'er was left laughing and crying at Qianqian's words, asking helplessly, "What strange saying is this? How have I never heard of it? Who said it?" Qianqian's bright little eyes rolled, and she answered playfully, "Qianqian said it herself!"

Yan Wang, who had stood by silently watching the sisters bicker, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing this, Yan Shuang'er could only sigh lightly, then turned to Qianqian and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around. While we've been talking, we've rested enough—so do you want to keep climbing or not?"

After some inner struggle, Qianqian gritted her teeth, as if making a great decision: "Fine, then let's keep climbing!" So the group roused their spirits again and conquered the remaining steps in one go.

Finally, when they climbed the last step, a magnificent temple appeared before them. The temple walls were yellow, and the roof was covered with bright red tiles that shone brilliantly in the sunlight, looking especially solemn and dignified.

Inside the temple at this moment, people came and went in a bustling crowd. The four walked side by side and entered the solemn temple together. Upon entering the temple gate, they were surprised to discover that inside was another world, with many rooms arranged in an orderly fashion.

Among these rooms, several housed Buddha statues of various forms and solemn appearances. Before each statue stood an exquisite incense burner, with some unburned incense sticks inside, wisps of green smoke curling upward, adding a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere to the room.

These incense burners sat steadily on a long table, and in front of the table, two thick futons were neatly arranged. At this very moment, a devout believer knelt on a futon, holding incense in both hands, bowing respectfully to the Buddha statue to pray.

Looking closely, each person prayed for something different. Some prayed for abundant wealth and prosperous fortune; some longed for a blessed marriage, hoping to soon find a suitable husband or a kindred spirit; some prayed for the temple deities to protect their safety and smoothness; and others hoped to have a noble child early, to continue the family line...

Qianqian, standing to the side, stared with wide eyes, curiously examining the incense in everyone's hands. She turned her head, looking at Yan Shuang'er beside her with a puzzled face, and asked softly, "San Jie, where exactly did they get the incense in their hands?"

Yan Shuang'er smiled slightly, pointed toward a room not far away, and said, "Look over there." Following the direction Yan Shuang'er pointed, they saw a plaque hanging on the door of that room, with three large characters written in vigorous calligraphy: Incense Shop.

Seeing this, Qianqian became excited at once. She tugged at Yan Shuang'er's sleeve and shouted impatiently, "San Jie, let's hurry and go buy some incense too!"

Yan Shuang'er gladly agreed: "Alright!" So the group went cheerfully toward the Incense Shop.

When they arrived at the Incense Shop, they found it crowded and bustling. It turned out that everyone had heard that if they sincerely offered incense to the Buddha, they would receive the Buddha's protection.

Therefore, those with wealthy families and ample money came one after another to select incense and candles. After all, incense was not cheap—a bundle of only twenty sticks cost a full five taels of silver; while the bundle of thirty sticks, thicker than the former, required ten taels of silver to purchase.

Such high prices were truly a considerable expense for ordinary families. Thus, many who were short on money did not buy incense or candles, but simply carried a devout heart, went straight to the Buddha statue, bowed many times and kowtowed repeatedly, praying that the Buddha would sense their sincerity.

However, for Qianqian and the other three, this small amount of money was nothing. Since they had come, they naturally did not care about the price, buying whatever they wanted without hesitation. Indeed, Yan Shuang'er selected twenty sticks of incense without a word. Since the group was not currently in a hurry to seek a good marriage, after buying the incense, they moved together to the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue.

Yan Shuang'er carefully took out three sticks of incense from her hand and slowly walked to the front of Guanyin Bodhisattva. At this time, the incense burner before them was burning with roaring flames, and incense smoke curled upward. Yan Shuang'er chose the right moment and gently placed the incense in her hand into the incense burner.

Not long after, the three sticks of incense were successfully lit. She held the lit incense with both hands and knelt respectfully on the futon. Yan Shuang'er pressed her palms together, devoutly closed her eyes, and silently recited in her heart: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, please be sure to protect my royal father and mother, my brothers and sisters, may they all be safe and sound, and may this life go smoothly as wished."

After making this beautiful wish in her heart, she slowly stood up and carefully placed the incense in her hand into the exquisite incense burner.

Qianqian, standing to the side, saw this and imitated Yan Shuang'er's actions, kneeling down obediently and bowing respectfully several times. Her small mouth opened and closed as she murmured: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, please protect my father and mother to be healthy;

protect Elder Sister to become more and more beautiful; protect Second Brother to achieve success in studies; protect San Jie to find a suitable husband; protect Si Ge to have everything go as wished;

also protect Qianqian and her younger brother to be free from illness and disaster, growing up happily. Oh right, also protect little nephew Zhouzhou to be clever and bright, Ai Chun's brother-in-law to have a smooth career, as well as Qianqian's good friends Ai Jiao and Qi Xi, and Qi Xi's older brother Qi Yu..."