"What are you asking?" The monk stopped, turned around, and looked at Ye Chengan with a puzzled expression.
"Uh...for example...ask us what we want when we come here??" Ye Chengan reminded him very tactfully.
"Everyone who comes to the temple to worship Buddha has something to ask for. If you don't ask for anything, why do you come to our temple?" The monk couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth and rolling his eyes at Ye Chengan.
"This..." Ye Chengan couldn't help but sweat dripping down his forehead. This master seemed different from what they imagined.
"Is there anything else? If nothing else happens, I'll go in."
"Yes..." Ye Chengan said to the monk in a difficult tone, and then shamelessly asked: "Master, don't you ask us what we want..."
"If you have anything to do, go and tell Buddha. Even if you tell me, I can't help you realize it."
The monk looked at Ye Chengan with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded, then stretched out his hand to wipe his nose and went straight into the temple.
"Uh..." Ye Chengan turned his head and glanced at Ye Qiqi, who had been standing behind him, and felt that he was speechless.
Ye Qiqi put her hands behind her back, straightened her waist, and looked around the temple. Then she looked at Ye Chengan, smiled and said, "He is just an ordinary monk."
"What do you mean?" Ye Chengan looked at her with some confusion and said, "Isn't this the place where the Yama Palace receives tasks? Are the people here not from the Yama Palace?"
"No." Ye Qiqi shook his head and said: "There are people from the Yama Palace here, but that monk is not from the Yama Palace. When he came over just now, I observed carefully. Although there are years of martial arts training in his palms, The mark left behind, but he has almost no internal strength, and his steps are a little sloppy when walking, so his martial arts is probably not as good as the man in black who assassinated King Jing'an yesterday."
After hearing her words, Ye Chengan suddenly felt that there was some truth to it, but...if that monk was not from the Yama Hall...
Although this temple is small, there are at least a dozen people there. They can't just say what they just said when they see a monk, right
"Let's go in and take a look first." After looking around the surroundings, Ye Qiqi tugged on Ye Chengan's sleeve and motioned for him to go inside the temple.
The road in the temple was paved with blue cobblestones, and some weeds grew out of the gaps between the cobblestones. Ye Qiqi and Ye Chengan walked straight into the Main Hall.
Perhaps because today is not a good day to burn incense and worship Buddha, the already somewhat empty hall seemed even more silent.
Ye Qiqi walked to the Buddha statue that was as tall as two people, raised his head and looked at it, then clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and began to make a wish.
Ye Chengan glanced at her strangely, but seeing that she was very sincere in her wish, he didn't ask her anything, but just looked around at the Grand Palace.
In the empty and silent hall, rays of sunlight shine through the windows.
After Ye Chengan looked around, he turned his head and his eyes fell on Ye Qiqi, who was closing his eyes and making a wish.
A shallow ray of sunlight shone right on her fair and delicate face, coating her outlines with a white halo.
When she closed her eyes, her long and curled eyelashes fluttered gently, and her delicate side face had an indescribable gender-neutral beauty.