Praying for blessings on New Year's Eve is an ancient custom in Hengzhou.
On Huigyan Peak, Huigyan Temple is considered the foremost monastery in Hengyang, where the pious men and women bring large candles to kneel in front of the Longevity Buddha—a practice known as "kneeling with candles." Of course, there are also quite a few who go to the foot of the Five Divine Peaks to pray for blessings.
At Sang's tea shop, under the straw-covered tea arbor, the area was quite empty, with only a few customers scattered about.
The young master of the manor and the young tavern owner sat on small stools outside, exchanging glances. Seeing Zhao Rong arrive, they hurriedly signaled to him, gesturing towards the gray cloth curtain.
"What's happened?"
"I...ahem," Wen Tai cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "I don't know."
Bao Budian helplessly shrugged, "Fei isn't paying any attention to me."
Fei?
