Modern temples are different from traditional ones; monks, a group enshrouded in a veil of mystery, can still be seen in modern metropolitan cities.
Walking along a quiet cobblestone path, the two of them arrived at the entrance of Tatuo Temple.
The vermilion door was tightly shut, surrounded by leisurely greenery, vigorous pine trees, and cypress trees, with unknown birds leisurely chirping or loudly singing in the bright daytime.
Yang Fan is a thorough atheist; he doesn't believe in heaven, ghosts, or gods, only in himself.
The master once said that only useless people would seek spiritual shelter in nonexistent, illusory gods.
Just like his master, Yang Fan doesn't believe in these things, but that doesn't mean he rejects them; he still respects anyone's beliefs and choices, as everything has its reason for existence.
Yang Fan approached the door and knocked.
After a while, a young monk came to open the door.
