My Dreamy Old Husband

After connecting to the Wi-Fi, Sophia found that the signal there was extremely strong. She hurriedly scanned all the QR codes to donate some money so that this trip wouldn’t be a waste.

After everyone had donated money and burned incense, the old monk led them to drink the holy water under the cliff.

The so-called holy water was a stream of clear spring water that poured from the top of a cliff. It was crystal clear and wasn’t frozen, and each of them scooped a little bit of the water to drink. Regardless of whether the water was holy or not, the mountain spring water tasted pretty sweet and they drank the water to quench their thirst.

Sophia took a big gulp and tasted the sweetness of the water. Just when she was about to take a second scoop with the gourd ladle, she saw Judge running over happily wagging its tail. With a howl, it dipped its muzzle into the holy water and started taking big gulps of the water while also blowing bubbles into it. Everyone instantly didn’t want to drink the holy water anymore.

Everyone started retching.

After drinking the holy water, Sophia felt that her mouth tasted like feces. Although the holy water was a stream of flowing water, the water that Judge had drank had probably already flowed away.

Next, the old monk invited them into a room to have tea by the fire. The room had a coal stove lit up. Judge was rubbing itself on the side of the coal stove, covering its body with soot.

Just when Sophia and Michael sat down, the monk looked at Michael and said, “Sir, you look familiar.”

“Maybe we were fated to meet,” Michael said.

“Because I’ve seen your movie,” the monk added.

Michael was speechless at that.

After the tea was brewed, the monk poured everyone some and chatted with them casually.

early in the mountains. After they sat around for a while, the sky outside grew dark and it started to

yet. Sophia led the dog outside to play near the temple

was very small and was built on the mountains. There were also a few dilapidated houses built along the mountain, and only two or three rooms for

held a small umbrella to keep them from falling onto her. The sky was gradually getting darker and it was becoming misty, and visibility was decreasing.

no way up, and there were cliffs on top, below and around the

in the mountains as manpower was needed to carry all the materials. That pagoda looked valuable, but it had been built in such an awkward location. It looked like there was no one living there, and there was

mountain? And why isn’t there any road leading

black pagoda, which seemed like it had been pushed directly into the steep mountain

Temple was built on top of it, in which a respected master who was famous lived. The temple used to be popular and had a lot of pilgrims, who had raised funds to

and found the master meditating in the temple. To test the master to see whether he had compassion,

came chasing after it but didn’t see the deer, so he asked the master where the

in the direction the deer had escaped to and the hunter chased after it, killing it

and the road to the mountain collapsed. Since the road had crumbled, the way to the temple was blocked, making it difficult for pilgrims to hike up the mountain.

way up or down. The master looked at the tower and sighed every

no pilgrims who came to visit and it slowly became dilapidated like how

not repaired! Sophia murmured to herself. She asked another question, “This place has a great scenery and has a lot of potential. The road can be repaired, and you can build a

with the flow and let everything follow its course. Since that’s

Sophia looked at the shadowy pagoda opposite her, thinking about the words of the

cold. There was no convenient transportation and the temple’s roof leaked, but still, the monk had stayed here for more than twenty years. He really was enlightened. If only everyone had this mindset of going with the flow, how nice it