The old man and old woman seemed a little ill at ease. The old man's body was stiff, while the old woman was awkward and unsure of herself.
Only after the middle-aged people beside them helped them to the altar table did the two slowly relax. They sat cross-legged on the cushions. This posture was a little difficult for the elderly couple, and neither of them crossed their legs quite correctly.
Once the two had settled down, the monk bowed slightly, then gestured for the middle-aged people who had helped them over to move to the back.
In the footage, everyone else left. Only the monk and the two elderly people remained.
The monk began chanting softly. He turned the prayer beads in his hand one by one.
His chanting sounded different from the grand chorus of many monks chanting together in a temple. It gave one a vague, ethereal impression, as if it kept appearing and disappearing.
The smoke inside the incense burner seemed to take on a solid form.
The incense burned, shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Because of the camera angle, the bottom of the incense burner was out of frame. But as the smoke turned pure white, the incense stick could be seen shrinking by a large amount.
Yet the room did not fill with smoke. Once the smoke left the burner, it seemed to disappear.
The two elderly people sitting on the cushions looked peaceful. Their eyes were closed, their bodies relaxed, and their hands rested on their legs. Their fingers trembled slightly from time to time.
The old woman's face gradually turned pale. Her face and lips were no longer rosy. Her skin was white with a grayish tinge.
Whispering voices could once again be heard outside the frame, and