There should be no signing here.
Cheng Ningqing, who was casually leaning against the pillar, looked at her sister's devout kneeling posture and thought for a moment. She took two steps forward, raised her head with her 258,000-dollar face, and took out a stick from the box next to the Guanyin statue.
——Don't grind an iron stone into a needle and draw a sign.
All the lively things around her suddenly stopped. Although Cheng Ningqing was a staunch materialist, the corners of her lips still couldn't help but twitch.
"Look, it's because you don't respect gods and Buddhas." Cheng Yu raised the sign in her hand and said to her sister.
Motto: Don't grind iron stones into needles