Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Chapter 237 Is the Peach Tree Righteous and Spiritual? 【-18 Updates】

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The news from home was slow to reach due to the distance, and Xie Jingchen and his wife had not received any word yet.

After Shanni cunningly succeeded, she woke up from a satisfying afternoon nap only to hear her husband announce that the whole family was going to visit Tanning Temple in the county town tomorrow.

Thanks to the policy liberalization in recent years, Tanning Temple, which was already popular, became even busier.

In this era, there weren’t many places for leisure; the common people’s mentality still revolved around enduring hardship. Fancy a stroll down the shopping street? The concept of a commercial district had not even been fully realized yet!

Tanning Temple has always held unusual legends locally, even during special periods, it merely closed temporarily.

There weren’t any artificial destructions, when Xie Jingchen and his family arrived, it was just after nine in the morning.

The temple wasn’t very quiet; several devout men and women were around, possibly due to the holiday season, several families were also wandering about with their children.

Xie Jingchen had arranged for a military car, bringing his parents, wife, and sister along for a visit, and one could say that Xie Tiesheng, having labored hard all his life, was out for the first time not for tasks or livelihood, but to enjoy leisure moments with his spouse, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren.

Currently, apart from those selling incense, there were no other vendors in the temple.

One could donate for oil and get a free fortune-telling session, which was fairly reasonable.

Besides the main hall dedicated to the Goddess of Mercy, Tanning Temple also had a Holy Pond, surrounded by several ancient legends. Although their authenticity had faded over the special period, if one wished to hear them, an order of tea at the tea house outside the temple was enough to hear storytellers recount ancient tales.

It was said that halfway up the hill, there was an ancient Holy Peach Tree, and if one could throw a decorative ball onto its branches and pray for a happy and fulfilled relationship, it almost always succeeded.

Winding along the small trail, the mountain forest was serene, with various trees planted on both sides. Shanni recognized only apples, peach trees, pear trees, and plum trees; she wasn’t familiar with the others.

The pathways on both sides were scattered with pink and white petals, drifting in the wind...

Those with sensitive noses would definitely be overwhelmed by the pollen here, certainly leading to sneezing fits!

Poor Xiaoqi was just like that.

Just stepping onto the path, Xiaoqi was afflicted by the pollen, causing relentless sneezing, though fortunately, there was no allergic reaction.

Xiaoqi, unable to step into the beautiful flower sea and on the verge of tears, certainly could soften the old lady’s heart.

But sneezing too much was indeed painful, and ultimately, the group split into two; Xie Tiesheng and his daughters coaxed the old lady and took Xiao Si and Xiaoqi around a bend to see the Koi at Holy Pond.

Shanni followed Xie Jingchen up the mountain.

"Brother Chen, this place is lovely, both tranquil and beautiful!" Women generally adore such romantic spots, and it’s rare for a temple to be designed in such a beautifully romantic way.

"Haha, my wife, the people who first built this Mountain Villa certainly didn’t think this way; at the time, it was all fruit trees. Later, when the nation faced hardships, it became desolate. Passed by wild monks who took over and slowly planned it to its current state. A few years ago, all the fruit you see would have been the monks’ lazy means of sustenance."

"Oh, right, when even a meal is hard to come by, who cares if it’s pleasant to look at or not. I guess the monks must have had various side hustles. Look at all these fruit trees, flowers, fruits, and honey; there’s plenty, and there’s even a small stream flowing down the hill, at least there’s no shortage of small wild animals on this mountain. As long as hunting is reasonable, it could easily sustain the few monks in the temple."

"Mmm..." Xie Jingchen also thought that monks didn’t necessarily have to abstain from meat. Everyone just needed to survive.

"They say, ’meat and wine pass but the Buddha remains’... but monks are also humans after all. As I see it, there’s even monkey wine on this mountain!" Shanni leaned closer to Xie Jingchen, pointing towards a faint whiff of alcohol and proudly said.