Chapter 85: I Want to Save Pan Pan
Ye Xiao tore off his tie and unbuttoned two buttons at the collar. Ye Xiao rolled up his sleeves and lowered his legs before kneeling on the ground.
Chen Feng widened his eyes in shock. “President… President Ye, what are you doing?”
Ye Xiao closed his eyes, pressed his palms together, and kowtowed deeply. His head hit the concrete steps heavily, and instantly turned red.
Chen Feng didn’t receive any answers or explanations. He stood nervously by the side and watched helplessly.
Ye Xiao discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind and only chanted in his heart, “Please give me the holy water to save my wife!”
He chanted it every time he bowed.
After Ye Xiao kowtowed, he took three steps before kneeling and kowtowing again. When he reached the ninth step, he sat upright on the ground and pressed his palms together to bow down. This was the so-called kneeling thrice and bowing nine times!
But after just a dozen steps, Ye Xiao’s two knees were covered in deep mud marks. The skin on his forehead had cracked, and blood was flowing out.
Chen Feng, who was following beside him, couldn’t bear it anymore. He wanted to help Ye Xiao up, but he was pushed away.
“Don’t stop me. I want to save Pan Pan.”
Ye Xiao followed the method described by the abbot. He kowtowed every three steps and every nine steps. It took him a while to walk from the foot of the mountain to the temple on the mountainside.
Ye Xiao’s suit pants were already torn. His two knees were swollen and bleeding, and his forehead was also swollen.
Blood flowed down his face and dyed his shirt red. He looked ghastly.
Seeing that the kowtowing seemed to have ended, Chen Feng hurried forward to help Ye Xiao up. However, he was pushed away.
Ye Xiao bent his knees and gritted his teeth as he staggered into the temple. He offered an incense stick and knelt in front of the Buddha piously while chanting scriptures with the monk in the temple.
At that moment, Chen Feng suddenly saw a faint golden smoke rise from Ye Xiao’s incense stick into the air and drift into the temple.
Chen Feng cried out in shock and was about to point it out to Ye Xiao. However, when he thought of how Ye Xiao was still praying to the gods, he didn’t dare disturb him. He waited patiently by the side.
When Ye Xiao finished reciting the scriptures, the sky had already darkened. His legs were already numb, and his knees felt glued to the praying mat.
Ye Xiao endured the pain and tore the meditation cushion from his knees with Chen Feng’s help. The scab was torn open again and blood spurted out.
Ye Xiao gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn’t cry out. On the other hand, Chen Feng’s eyes were red.
With Chen Feng’s help, Ye Xiao walked into the inner courtyard of the temple. This time, no one stopped the two of them. Everyone seemed to have accepted Ye Xiao, and did their own thing.
Ye Xiao limped as he hurried to the well. He wanted to see if his sincerity could fill the wine glass.
The abbot had said that only by filling up the wine glass could he save Pan Pan. If it was not full yet, he had to do it again while there was still enough time. It was best if he could fill up the wine glass and bring it back tomorrow. Only then could he ensure that Pan Pan’s life wouldn’t be in danger.
At night, the well’s entrance was covered in a thin layer of mist that was suffused with a faint white light. Moreover, this white light was actually mixed with strands of golden light.
Chen Feng looked at the well in surprise and recalled the wisp of golden smoke he had seen in the temple hall that afternoon. He said in a daze, “President Ye, I think that golden smoke came from the incense you burned.”
Ye Xiao only took a look and anxiously waved away the mist at the well. He took out the wine cup he put down and was stunned when he saw that the wine cup was filled with a golden clear liquid..
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