The monk slowly walked down the steps and walked into the range of the candlelight. Only then did Zhang Xiaowen see the monk's appearance clearly. The monk was about 30 or 40 years old, wearing a gray monk robe and carrying his hands on his back, slowly approached Zhang Xiaowen.
Zhang Xiaowen quickly replied: "Master, we are just tourists. Come in and take a look. Isn't this temple open to the outside world?"
The monk looked at Zhang Xiaowen and Lou Huihui, and said, "This is a private space, not open to the outside world."
"Ah? So, I'm so sorry, let's go now!" After speaking, he took Lou Huihui and walked out. The moment he intertwined with the monk, the monk quickly turned around, always facing Zhang Xiaowen, but Zhang Xiaowen It was keenly aware that at the moment the monk turned around, a white light flashed! Zhang Xiaowen was shocked and hurriedly ran out of the basement while pulling Lou Huihui.
When the two came out, there was another fragrance that made them stop and turn around, but when they thought of the white light just now, Zhang Xiaowen hurriedly pulled Lou Huihui and ran out of the courtyard, because Zhang Xiaowen knew , The white light should be caused by the reflection of the candle light from the thing in the monk's hand. If Zhang Xiaowen's guess is correct, the monk's hand should be a knife!
Zhang Xiaowen had some scruples in his heart, while Lou Huihui was frightened and lost the mood to visit, and the two quickly walked out of the temple.
When the two walked to the entrance of the temple, an old monk slowly walked over and just stood in the middle of the gate, blocking the path of the two. The old monk's body was a little awkward, wearing a yellow monk robe, his face was full of wrinkles showing his vicissitudes of life, two longevity eyebrows have been drooping to the neck, showing a bit of fairy style.
The old monk saw the two rushing out in a hurry, showing a smile: "The two donors are in a hurry, but are there in a hurry?"
Zhang Xiaowen turned his head and looked behind him. The middle-aged monk did not follow. In addition to the upright noon, pedestrians passed by the temple door from time to time. Zhang Xiaowen was not so worried, but wanted to try to find out what is wrong with the temple. "It's nothing, my girlfriend is less courageous. Just now I saw a vicious statue of a god and wanted to leave."
Lou Huihui watched Zhang Xiaowen use himself as a shield, and felt a little unhappy, "You were in such a hurry just now, so why do you say I'm timid."
The old monk still smiled: "The donor said and laughed. Whether it is a god or a Buddha, fierce or not, it is in the heart of the donor. It is not so much scared by the gods as to be scared by myself!"
The two of them carefully tasted the words of the old monk, and they felt that it really meant that. Lou Huihui was afraid because of his fear of mysterious things, and Zhang Xiaowen was afraid that the middle-aged monk had evil intentions, so he wanted to leave in a hurry. In any case, it was the thoughts in their own hearts. Such a thought was really scary. Yourself!
Zhang Xiaowen gave a Buddhist ritual to the old monk: "In the words of the master, it is indeed an eminent monk. I don't know what the master wants to block our way?"
Hearing Zhang Xiaowen’s words, the old monk smiled even more, and his wrinkles almost blocked his eyes: “At a young age, you can learn to flatter yourself. It’s a child to teach! I believe that the donor is born with a root of wisdom, and he will become a pillar in the future, so he is blocked. I want to discuss with the donor after I understand the path of the donor. I don’t know if the donor is willing?"
As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Lou Huihui couldn't help but laugh, and said to Zhang Xiaowen: "Have you heard, the master said you can be a pillar, and when you become a good man, he will put you in the hall. Put on the roof quietly! Hahaha!"
Seeing Lou Huihui's heartless smiling face, Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help sighing in his heart. This silly girl could really laugh. The old monk obviously wanted to keep the two of them. It seems that he and Lou Huihui just went away. There must be something wrong with the basement I arrived! If it's one of you, you will definitely do the tricks and see what tricks the two monks are going to play, but now there is Lou Huihui beside him, and if you really do it, you may not be able to protect her. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowen said to the old monk: "Thank the master for his wrong love. I am afraid that the master has missed his eyes this time. I am just an ordinary person and don’t even have a serious job. I won’t discuss it with the master. I have to eat!"
Hearing what Zhang Xiaowen said, the old monk shook his head and let go. Zhang Xiaowen took Lou Huihui and walked into the street.
"Donor!" The old monk couldn't help but yelled to Zhang Xiaowen. Zhang Xiaowen heard the old monk calling himself behind him, and turned around quickly. The old monk continued, "I think the donor is bound to have a catastrophe in the near future, so I remind the donor to be sure. Be careful!" After speaking, he walked back to the temple.
Seeing the old monk walked into the temple without looking back, Zhang Xiaowen was even more suspicious that the old monk would lead himself into the temple. If that is the case, then go in and ask the old monk. Thinking of this, he pulled Lou Huihui to leave, but Lou Huihui didn't mean to leave.
"Don't go in and ask, what's wrong with you? Just left?" Lou Huihui felt that Zhang Xiaowen was too big.
"What can you do? You can only be the peach blossom robbery~" After speaking, he wanted to go to Lou Huihui, and Lou Huihui ran forward quickly, avoiding Zhang Xiaowen's movements, and said with a smile: "It's really not true! It's better to be a disaster of blood and light, let you bully me again!"
After Zhang Xiaowen had lunch with Lou Huihui, he sent her to the Art Center. After separating from Lou Huihui, Zhang Xiaowen dialed the old-fashioned phone.
"Hey! Lao Tu, I want to ask you something." Then Zhang Xiaowen told Lao Tu all the statues he saw in the basement, as well as the old monk's reminders, so that he could make an accurate judgment.
After listening to Zhang Xiaowen’s words, the old man was not good at making a judgment: "I can’t see the real thing about the statue you mentioned. I just want to rely on your description. I really don’t know which immortal it is, but the face is It really exists. Unfortunately, I don’t know any experts in this area, but I have some friendship with the abbot of Yueshan Temple, Master Mo'an. Why don’t you come here now and let’s go to Yueshan Temple and ask?"
"Okay, then I'll go and find you now." Zhang Xiaowen hung up and went to the old Tujia to meet.
Yueshan Temple is in the mountainous area north of BA County, only half an hour's drive away from the county seat. When they arrived at Yueshan Temple, they went directly to Master Moan. Since Yueshan Temple was developed into a scenic spot, visitors are not restricted to visit, and the two of them do not need to report, and they went straight to Master Moan’s house without knocking on the door. They pushed in directly, shouting in their mouths. : "Old monk, I came to see you!"
Although Zhang Xiaowen felt something was wrong, he still followed the old fashioned into the room. After entering, Zhang Xiaowen was dumbfounded. He saw a monk about the same age as the old folks, wearing pajamas, sitting and playing with his mobile phone. Zhang Xiaowen approached the old folks and took a look. I'm going, Wangzhe Pesticide! (End of this chapter)