"..."
It's over, it's over, and I've exposed my true nature all of a sudden.
"Haha, ha, Jinyao, you got it wrong, you got it wrong, I'm not talking about my old lady, really."
Yun Ziyue laughed, a little embarrassed, wondering why she was so excited.
But what Yun Ziyue didn't know was that Mo Jinyao's thoughts were different from Yun Ziyue's. He had never heard of what "old lady" meant, and who did he want to be his mother
"Yue'er, do you miss the baby?"
Mo Jinyao thought about it for a while, and thought that Yue'er might be missing a baby, otherwise why would she still be talking about my mother
Yun Ziyue, "..."
What kind of logic is this? Why does the old lady just miss the baby? Yun Ziyue couldn't understand it very much, but seeing Mo Jinyao thinking like this, she didn't refute it at all. I really can't say it.
And after so many years, Yun Ziyue rarely heard Mo Jinyao swearing at others. Whether it was towards his subordinates or enemies, Mo Jinyao was only cold, but he really didn't seem to know how to swear.
Of course, Yun Ziyue didn't use foul language very much in the past, but she had a rebellious mentality in her teens and adolescence, and when she was in school, there were school bullies, and the school bully brought his younger brother to the school all the time before she went. The whole school is the boss, and the family has strength, so it can be said that there is no law in the school.
But Yun Ziyue went there at that time. They were all junior high school students. His hands were itchy, and he beat him.
That is to say, after that she started to swear, and even at that time she thought that such a person was attractive and cool.
Later, the school bully was of course dealt with by his brothers. Later, after his rebellious period passed, he also felt that such behavior was simply mentally retarded.
Even after seeing Mo Jinyao, he felt that he was cast aside at the beginning. Mo Jinyao was obviously pushy sometimes, but he never swears.
"Yueer? Yueer?"
Mo Jinyao's voice brought Yun Ziyue back to reality. Looking at the road in front of her, Yun Ziyue blushed for a while. Fortunately, she didn't forget to drive, otherwise there might be a traffic accident today.
"Cough, Jinyao, you're right, I really miss the baby, haha."
"Well, I know, I can see it when I go back."
Mo Jinyao answered very seriously.
"Ok."
Yun Ziyue nodded and focused on driving, but she thought in her heart that luckily Mo Jinyao didn't know what this meant, otherwise she would be really embarrassed.
After the car behind was thrown away, Yun Ziyue drove with peace of mind, and it didn't take long to arrive not far from the gate of Bodhi Temple.
The Bodhi Temple is an important place for Buddhism. The steps in front of the temple are very clean. Even in the 24th century, there is still a young monk cleaning in front of the temple with a broom. It looks no different from ancient temples.
There are still many people who come here to make wishes or offer incense. After all, the Bodhi Temple has a history of hundreds of years at least.
After the two of them parked the car, Yun Ziyue walked towards the temple gate in front of them. The two of them had already changed their clothes before they set off. As for Mo Jinyao's hair, people now accept it very well. With long hair, others will just take a look out of curiosity, and they won't find it very strange.
But as she walked, Yun Ziyue realized that she was wrong. This was just a curious look. It was clearly because of Mo Jinyao's beauty. There are many young benefactors here. Looking at such a good-looking man, no one can't help but want to take a few more glances, Yun Ziyue was like this before.
But now, now that something happened to her, Yun Ziyue inexplicably felt sour.
The era of openness was not in the era of Qianyuan Continent. No one dared to look at Mo Jinyao blatantly. Now everyone is blatantly looking at Mo Jinyao. Yun Ziyue curled her lips and held Mo Jinyao's hand.
The man's hand touched the woman's little hand, and he shook it back, holding her hand in the palm of his hand, and rubbing it lightly, as if to tell her that he was only hers.
Yun Ziyue smiled, feeling that her life was worth it.
"Amitabha, the two benefactors, do you want to make a wish, or do you want to fulfill it?"
When the two of them entered the door, they met a little master, a young monk from the Bodhi Temple, who was here to receive all benefactors.
"Little master, we want to see the abbot."
"See Master? The two of you are..."
"Oh, we are here to fulfill our wish, but there is still one thing we don't understand, so we want Master Abbot to help us clear up the confusion."
Yun Ziyue was making up stories there in a serious manner, it couldn't be seen that it wasn't true.
This is also due to her mother. When she told her the story, she told her about the Bodhi Temple. The abbot would not receive every benefactor, but as long as he said so, the abbot would usually meet them of.
Although Yun Ziyue didn't have to bother so much, it was not impossible to climb over the wall and enter directly, but this is a holy place of Buddhism after all, she felt that she should abide by the rules first, if she really couldn't abide by the rules, then she couldn't be blamed.
Yun Ziyue learned how to practice courtesy first and then soldiers.
But this little monk is quite upright. Seeing the two people saying this, he said Amitabha and asked them to follow him. It seemed that he was taking them to see the abbot.
"The two benefactors, the abbot is meditating inside."
"Okay, thank you."
"Amitabha."
The little monk said again and left.
As for Yun Ziyue and Mo Jinyao, they didn't go in directly, but listened outside for a while, and heard the sound of wooden fish coming from inside, it seemed that they were really chanting and meditating.
The two pushed the door open, and inside was a very simple room. Apart from a table, four stools, and a big Buddha, there was only the abbot who was still chanting sutras.
"Amitabha, Abbot."
When Yun Ziyue entered the temple, she had heard what the people inside said, so she imitated the example, put her left hand between her chest, curled her thumb inward, and made a gesture of prostration.
Muyu's voice stopped after Yun Ziyue spoke, but the old abbot was still turning the beads in his hands. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the subtle sound of the beads being turned.
Mo Jinyao stared at the old abbot's back and squinted his eyes. This abbot seemed to have two brushes.
"Since the benefactor is here, sit down."
The two of Yun Ziyue didn't speak, but sat on the only table beside him as he said, and the abbot sat cross-legged from the beginning to the end, showing no intention of getting up.
The two of them are not in a hurry. People in Buddhism are steady, like magic sticks, making people unpredictable.
But Yun Ziyue didn't really want to think about him, she only wanted an answer when she came here today.
Finally, after they had waited for three minutes, the abbot finally got up. So far, the two of them had seen his face clearly.
This abbot is indeed an old abbot, but he is neither thin nor fat. He should be a little over 1.7 meters tall. His eyebrows are also gray and his face has wrinkles, but he is not ugly. Instead, he gives people a very warm feeling. , it is really like a living Buddha, saving all living beings.
"Amitabha, the two benefactors have been waiting for a long time. The old monk was just meditating and chanting sutras, so he didn't say anything, but... the old monk knows what you two came here for, but I am sorry that I can't tell you what you want to ask. "
"..."
Yun Ziyue never expected this, this abbot can still divination? Do you know why they came here
But no matter what, the only purpose they came here today was to get what he couldn't say, and if they couldn't get it, Yun Ziyue even wanted to beat him up.
She doesn't believe in any gods and Buddhas, even if she herself has traveled through time, she still doesn't believe it. These may be attributed to science and deduction, but they should have nothing to do with gods and Buddhas.
"Abbot, since you already know the purpose of our trip, you must have figured out which family I belong to, right?"
Yun Ziyue's voice was calm, without any ups and downs due to the abbot's words, while Mo Jinyao on the other side just sat quietly and didn't intend to speak.
"The benefactor doesn't need to threaten the old monk. The ancient martial family is indeed something that an old monk like me can't afford. I'm just an old abbot in this Bodhi Temple. Although I don't have much ability, I still have the most basic character."
Yun Ziyue seemed to have expected that he would say that, the corner of her mouth twitched, it was indeed so.
, The next two people didn't say anything, Yun Ziyue even shrugged her shoulders, she got up helplessly and walked out the door, followed closely by Mo Jinyao.
"Originally, I wanted to give the "Xi Yin Jing" that I brought by the way to you as an exchange, but now it seems that this "Xi Yin Jing" has nothing to do with you, that's all, abbot, we will..."
"Benefactor! Donor, please stay!"
When the abbot, who was still as steady as an old dog just now, heard the words Xiyinjing, his tone of voice suddenly fluctuated, even a little hurriedly.
"Huh? What's the matter with the abbot? The abbot has great righteousness in his heart. It is really inconvenient for the little girl to bother you today, so I will leave."
Yun Ziyue turned around, seemingly very puzzled, wondering what else they had to talk about.
"Benefactor Yun, benefactor Yun, we have something to discuss."
The current abbot changed his expression just now, and he looked much more lively. Yun Ziyue knew that he had achieved his goal, but he couldn't reveal his thoughts so quickly.
But the abbot doesn't know what Yun Ziyue is thinking. All he has in his eyes and ears is those few words, Xiyinjing, which is what he has been longing for all his life. At this moment, he doesn't care about it. Other things, the most important thing now is to keep the book.
So the abbot took two quick steps, closed the door before Yun Ziyue stepped out, turned around and smiled very kindly.
"Benefactor Yun, we have something to talk about. Just now you said what you want to know, and this is not non-negotiable."
"But... isn't it convenient for you to disclose?"
"This...cough cough, this Xiyin Sutra is the supreme work of Buddhism. If it can be attributed to the Bodhi Temple, it will be for the benefit of the Bodhi Temple. let go."
Yun Ziyue quietly listened to him making up nonsense here, for the sake of morality, he just wanted to read it, and then make excuses for himself.
But Yun Ziyue and the others didn't intend to expose him, she just wanted to know who this thing belonged to.
"Well, what the abbot said makes sense. Sure enough, the abbot has a big heart."
Yun Ziyue was talking nonsense on the side.
"Hahahaha, the benefactor has won the prize, so I will bring over what the benefactor wants to find, but this Xiyinjing..."
"Don't worry, Abbot, as long as you take out what I want, this book will naturally be yours."
After Yun Ziyue finished speaking, Mo Jinyao put a wooden box in his hand on the table and opened it.
The old abbot's eyes lit up, and when he wanted to get started, Mo Jinyao snapped the box shut, which meant handing over the things with one hand and the book with the other. On the other hand, Yun Ziyue smiled softly.
"..."
The abbot could tell from the posture of the two people that if he didn't get something for them, he wouldn't get the book.
With a long sigh, he got up and walked towards the back of the Buddha statue, he came out after a while, and handed something like an account to Yun Ziyue in his hand.
"what is this?"
Yun Ziyue took it over and flipped through it, and found that it was filled with dates, people's names, and other things.
"You give the old monk what you got."
Yun Ziyue handed it over as she said, and the old abbot took it in his hand and took out the contents, saying,
"Every talisman in the temple will be recorded here, for the convenience of every donor who wants to fulfill his wish, and for us to avoid mistakes, so there is such an account."
Yun Ziyue looked at the account book and didn't believe a word.
The old monk really regarded him as a young lady who didn't understand anything, how could the temple still remember clearly? This is clearly written down by himself, for future use.
"This book..."
The old abbot saw that Yun Ziyue was reading the accounts very seriously, and couldn't help but make a sound. It was at this time that Yun Ziyue found the record about this talisman.
"You didn't lie to us, did you?"
"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies, let alone in front of my Buddha."
Yun Ziyue took a careful look at him, pushed the wooden box away and he and Mo Jinyao got up and went out.
As for the subsequent voice of God, they ignored it, and this book is indeed "Xiyin Sutra", but it is not the original version, but a copied one, a fake that is almost the same as the real one.
As for the real thing, of course it is still stored in the library of the ancient martial arts family, she would not be so stupid as to exchange such a precious thing.
The two got into the car, but Yun Ziyue didn't leave in a hurry, but looked around, and it seemed that there was another tail following up, which was really annoying.
"Sit tight."
Before Yun Ziyue could say anything else, Mo Jinyao had already fastened his seat belt very consciously, and put his hand on the handle on the roof of the car...