“Buddha, please bless me!” Dai Bufan kowtowed three times with resounding thuds, a testament to his sincerity. When he looked up, he saw that the three incense sticks, which had already burned out, had rekindled. 

The fallen ash reformed into the incense sticks once more.

A question mark popped out of his head.

As Dai Bufan emerged from the Mahavira Hall, Abbot Mingyu approached him curiously, asking, “Amitabha. How did your prayers go, Benefactor Dai?”

Dai Bufan fell silent for a moment, then slowly replied, “The Buddha manifested.”

“Oh?” Abbot Mingyu was genuinely surprised.

Dai Bufan opened his hands, revealing three perfectly intact incense sticks. “The Buddha returned the incense to me.”

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