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.

around for a while, the sky outside grew dark and it started to snow lightly. The monk invited them

night, after having a vegan meal, the sky wasn’t completely dark yet. Sophia led the dog outside to play near the temple and Michael followed her, stomping heavily on Judge’s

dilapidated houses built along the mountain, and only two or three rooms for guests. The monks had to carry their provisions

from falling onto her. The sky was gradually getting darker and it was becoming misty, and visibility was decreasing. Sophia seemed to spot something dark at the top of the opposite mountain. After

had seven floors and seemed to be very run down. It had sunk into the mountain with no way up, and there were cliffs on top, below and around the pagoda. She couldn’t figure out how it was built and why they would

carry all the materials. That pagoda looked valuable, but it had been built in such an awkward location. It looked like

the mountain? And why isn’t there

took a look with his binoculars. There was indeed a black pagoda, which seemed like it had been pushed directly into the steep mountain by something divine. It would

master who was famous lived. The temple used to

wandered here and found the master meditating in the temple. To test the master to see whether

hunter came chasing after it

it, killing it with

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

that mountain with no way up or down. The master looked at the tower and sighed every day as he was no longer able to use the

monks left, there were no pilgrims who came to visit and it slowly

“This place has a great scenery and has a lot of potential. The road can be repaired, and

effect. You need to go with the flow and let everything follow its course. Since that’s how

left because of the cold, but Sophia looked at the shadowy pagoda opposite her, thinking about the words of the monk. Go with… the flow? Let everything

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