Just as the puppet turned its eyes.
Inside a small temple near the two children, a clay figure of a Buddha trembled slightly.
Immediately after, as if affected by contagion, in the more distant temples, the eyes of Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddha statues, which were slightly closed, all flashed a faint, imperceptible silver light.
They were originally in the temples, receiving offerings from people, unmoving and silent, but at this moment, it seemed as if they all felt something.
Great Capital, Western Sect, True Buddha Temple, Great Sun Buddha Hall.
During Yuan Shi's daily rituals of kneeling, praying, and reciting scriptures, his expression was devout, and his rotund body seemed less comical, more solemn.
However, unlike usual, in the incense burner placed before him, the incense sticks were originally emitting smoke straight upward.
But now, without any breeze, all the smoke suddenly curled towards a particular direction, like fingers pointing towards it.
