"Brother Shen, Master Jiang Liu is unwilling to go to Chang'an. What should we do now? Moreover, he has a violent temper, speaks vulgarly, and indulges in pleasure. He doesn't look like a high monk. Master and Master Yuan may have been misled by rumors. What use will such a person be even if we invite him to Chang'an?" As soon as Elder Zheshi left, Lu Huaming snorted coldly.
"The Jiang Liu just now did not look like a great monk. We will take a closer look at him at the ceremony later. If he is just a fraud, we will return to Chang'an and ask the Duke and Master Yuan to find another candidate." Shen Luo also had some doubts about Master Jiang Liu and said.
Lu Huaming nodded in agreement, and the two of them sat cross-legged in the house, waiting quietly.
Noon soon arrived, and the sound of a distant bell rang three times in a row.
Shen Luo and Lu Huaming immediately got up and went to the square near the gate of Jinshan Temple.
The square was now full of pilgrims, each of them looking devoutly towards a white jade platform at the deepest part of the square. The platform was covered by a treasure tent, which was the one that Shen Luo had sent.
Shen Luo suddenly felt someone was paying attention to him. He turned around and saw a few purple-robed monks standing outside the crowd not far away, staring at them with unfriendly faces. One of them was Huiming.
"It's those people just now." Lu Huaming also noticed a few people and snorted coldly.
"That's normal. It's normal for them to be alert when we, two strange monks, appear in the temple. Sit down and see if Master Jiang Liu has real skills or not." Shen Luo smiled and found a place to sit down.
Lu Huaming also sat down next to Shen Luo, closed his eyes and waited quietly.
A moment later, the crowd in the square looked excited and shouted.
"Master Jiang Liu!"
Shen Luo and the other person looked up and saw a figure appear in front of the square and climb up the platform.
Although this place is far from the platform, the two of them can easily see the situation on the platform with their eyesight.
The man looked very young, just a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, with delicate features and a golden line between his eyebrows. Although he was young, he already had the bearing of a senior monk.
The boy was wearing a fiery red cassock that was covered with gold patterns and inlaid with many shiny gems that sparkled in the sun.
Shen Luo looked at the boy carefully, but did not look at the cassock. His gaze fell on his chest, where a string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads was hanging. The beads were full of spiritual energy and contained bursts of Buddha's light. They looked like a treasure.
The boy nodded slightly to the people below, then turned and walked into the treasure tent.
"He is Master Jiang Liu. Isn't he too young?" Lu Huaming couldn't help but say.
Shen Luo was also quite surprised by this.
When they went to see Jiang Liu before, they were separated by a door. To show respect, they did not dare to use their spiritual sense to investigate. Although his voice sounded childish, they did not expect that Master Jiang Liu was really a child.
"Is this your first time at Jinshan Temple? Age is the key to success. Although Master Jiang Liu is young, his Buddhist practice is unfathomable. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!" An elderly pilgrim nearby glared at Lu Huaming with dissatisfaction.
"Please forgive me, father-in-law. This is indeed our first time here and we don't know anything. I don't mean to be disrespectful to Master Jiang Liu." Shen Luo interrupted and laughed.