C13 Deer Field Garden

I asked him what was wrong.

Since the third day, the number of people in the restaurant inexplicably increased. Previously, the daily turnover was negative, but yesterday, after I calculated, in the two weeks since I invited the Holy Infant back, excluding all the expenses, I earned a net profit of 200 thousand. According to this conservative figure, after a month, it would be 400,000, and after a year, I would earn 4.8 million! Brother Yang, thank you so much! One day, when you are here, I will properly treat you to a drink!

After hearing his good news, I was also very happy in my heart. After all, I was the one who introduced him.

I told Steamed Bun, I'm happy for you, but one thing is, don't let the news leak out and just quietly make your own fortune. Do you know why this stuff isn't popular in India? Firstly, there were very few believers of the Buddha, and almost all of them had become extinct. Secondly, all the people who had invited Holy Infant had a taste of sweetness, no one was willing to tell others about this.

Steamed Bun repeatedly said yes on the phone and asked me when I was going to visit him.

I said that we are now in India, and I estimate that we will be staying here a bit longer. If you have anything you want to take with you, just tell me and I'll bring it back to you when we return.

Steamed Bun said that was fine. You can busy yourself first then. Let's talk later.

After hanging up, I thought to myself, if the last time Lao Er escaped from this calamity was a coincidence, then it was also a coincidence that his little brother, Steamed Bun, really made a windfall this time.

Looks like this Holy Infant is indeed powerful.

Early the next morning, Samit rushed over to my house in a hurry and told me that he had contacted a Zen Master, who I had interacted with before. He was the host of the "Lu Ye Yuan" Buddhist sacred land, and when I was providing Two-headed Infant s, I met with this Zen Master once, you should eat breakfast first, eat breakfast first and bring you over to meet the Two-headed Infant.

Hearing Samit's words, I was excited in my heart. This was a good thing for the Second Uncle, and I also had the chance to take a look at the grace of a Two-headed Infant.

Through Samit mentioning the Two-headed Infant again and again, and taking the initiative to invite me over to take a look, this thing is definitely not normal.

His wife had already prepared breakfast. In fact, if he were to say that she was meticulous, it wasn't fake at all.

The Indians rarely had breakfast, they only had two meals a day — lunch and dinner — and since my Second Uncle had been in India for so many years, it was customary for me to stay in the country. So my aunt always got up early in the morning in order to make me breakfast.

After eating, Samit drove off in his jeep.

Deer Garden is over a hundred kilometers away from the Baroda, and needs to drive for two hours. He said that the scenery on the road is very good, and that I would be able to see it in a while.

This was the third time he had come to India. He had been in a hurry the last two times, so he had no time or time to wander around. Today, he finally found the time to take a look at this exotic country.

Remember, I went to the capital once during the first summer vacation. Since I'm not familiar with the capital, and I don't know much about the local living conditions, around seven in the morning on Monday, I prepared to take the fifth line to the Forbidden City to play. However, that trip really left behind an unforgettable and terrifying memory in my life.

Let's not even talk about the inside of the No. 5 subway line in Beijing. Outside, I waited from the outside to the security check, and it took me half an hour!

I really didn't want to go back then. I wanted to go back, but the crowd has left you with no way out. If you go against the current, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Waiting in line for the subway was pretty scary. After walking four trains, I was the first one in line. The moment the door opened, I was pushed in by the people behind me.

This was still the main station, but in the blink of an eye, the empty carriage was filled with people! Really, it's not exaggerated at all. In the blink of an eye, the seats were all filled up … Too terrifying.

And the bustling streets of Baroda in front of us, are definitely not inferior to the spectacular sight of our Great Beijing city's population.

When I passed a bus stop, I saw people falling off the bus. Those who fell off didn't get on the bus. Oh my god, what a concept it is to fall off the bus!

However, I have yet to encounter those pictures that are commonly seen on domestic websites, such as a motorcycle carrying seven or eight people and a bus with a roof full of people.

They finally got out of the Baroda. As they walked on the roads of western India, the number of people gradually decreased and the air became fresher and fresher.

Especially the white clouds and blue sky, beautiful, I took a lot of pictures on my cell phone.

They drove out of the highway and entered the Panshan Road, passing the famous Persian Gulf.

It was the first time I had seen the splendor of this mountain range, a natural view of the sea that seemed to glow with the sea.

The car went along the Persian Gulf, on both sides of which was Mount Kunlun. The riverbed was shallow and wide, and the river, divided by uneven silt and stone, ran in a wild divergence.

The bay road under the blue sky was like a jade belt, unbridled and unending.

If you get here, you'll see something extraordinary. The surface of the Persian Gulf was the same color as the blue sky. The surface of the sea was covered with sparkling stars, making it very comfortable.

I told Samit to stop the car, and after walking down, I purposely felt the free air, and took a few more pictures.

After having had enough fun, they drove the car and continued on their way. After about an hour, they finally arrived at the Buddhist Holy Land at Deer Garden.

The scenery here was simply too beautiful. Outside the temple, there were many small houses moving up and down. Some of the houses were circular, like a yurt, while others were square, like a pyramid.

The clothing of those people were also extremely strange, but no matter what kind of clothing they wore, no matter if it was male or female, they were all wearing long gowns. Their clothes were all colourful and they were abnormally beautiful.

For some reason, the women here all carried large parcels on their heads as they walked, as if they were performing acrobatics.

The entrance to the temple was luxurious and impressive. Samit led me in.

When I entered, I saw many different sizes of houses and flowers in the temple. Everything here was no less than the Spirit Mountain of Zhu Country in Journey to the West.

A swarthy old monk came out and welcomed us with a smile.

We came to a place called the "Holy Infant Hall".

Samit told me to first use my left foot, then his right, and then his two hands together as he walked deeper inside.

I thought, this must be the temple's rule, so I went in just as he said.

In the middle of the temple was a one-meter tall bottle. Inside the bottle was a giant Nascent Soul with two heads on its neck.