If he has accumulated enough wealth in a few years, he will find a special day and donate it directly to the Thien Hau Temple in the village, saying that it will be used specifically to rebuild his golden body.

I don’t know if it will be gold-plated this time. Even if it is gold-plated now, it can be plated thicker by then.

This is considered a better plan.

Ye Yaodong prepared the sacrifice sincerely and burned the incense for several days.

The old lady looked very relieved.

He also gave him the beads he had been chanting.

"I have recited many sutras and inserted this string of beads. It will definitely keep me safe. Please wear it on your hand."

Ye Yaodong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The scriptures you have recited for decades are all in this string of beads. Now that they are given to me, you can no longer recite them."

"When you come back, give it to me and I will continue to read it."

"Then what should you do if you don't have Buddhist beads for chanting?"

"Yes, I also have a long string of 108 beads hanging around my neck, all of which are recited."

He thought for a moment, and it seemed like there was.

Usually when worshiping the Bodhisattva, the old lady hangs it around her neck and chants it. She usually wears a bracelet and sits at the door to chant the sutra.

"Okay, I'll take it with me then."
Chapter completed!