Ten minutes later, Tang Xiaolong had already arrived on Crouching Tiger Mountain.

Walking up the stone steps up the mountain, the Hushan Temple, which is not very high, is close in front of you.

Hushan Temple is not a large temple group, and those well-known temples in China that can be used as tourist attractions are incomparable, Hushan Temple is only more famous in Hushan County, and it is not famous in the Dongjiang area.

A hundred steps away, Tang Xiaolong looked at the red-walled ancient hall of Hushan Temple, like this temple, which is located in the middle of the mountain, without the disturbance of secular people, it is relatively easy for monks to practice.

On the contrary, those big temples that are full of lively tourists, all day long there are beautiful tourists dressed up in flowers, they swallow swallows and warblers, graceful, romantic, monks want to cultivate the positive fruit, first have to break the word beauty, the road of practice, is much more difficult than the monks in this small temple.

"Oh, whether people are good at cultivating or not, it's not something that I, a layman, should care about, this time I came to visit Liangshan, empty-handed, and I didn't take any gifts, like words?"

Tang Xiaolong, a worldly person, thought of the gift again.

After thinking about it, Liang Shan has become a monk, what gift can he give him? Good cigarettes, good wine, good food and good clothes?

These things are very popular with worldly people, but for monks, they are dung.

Giving these things to your family is disrespectful to the monks!

After thinking about this, Tang Xiaolong didn't bother anymore, walked a few steps quickly, and entered the temple gate of Hushan Temple along the stone steps.

As soon as he entered the temple, he saw that in front of the ancient hall that had been weathered for a long time, there was a big tree almost thirty meters high, Tang Xiaolong raised his head and looked up, and his heart couldn't help but move.

"Yew?"

Tang Xiaolong is a person who has visited the Dongjiang Botanical Garden, and when he saw this tall tree, he immediately knew that this tree was a yew.

Yew, known as the giant panda of the plant world, is a very rare and endangered tree species, and it is difficult to see yew in ordinary places.

Tang Xiaolong's heart moved, yew is a rare tree species, and it is naturally a precious wood, such a tall yew tree, it is very valuable.

"Amitabha. ”

At this moment, in this quiet and quiet temple, an old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe walked over.

This old monk had white hair and looked like he was in his seventies, and when he walked in front of Tang Xiaolong, his face was full of seriousness, and his eyes were staring at Tang Xiaolong coldly.

Tang Xiaolong was shocked, this master, why is he so serious, why are you glaring at me?

"Hello, Master!"

Tang Xiaolong was nervous, and he didn't know whether he should say Amitabha Buddha or good, so he had to say hello.

"Little donor, please go back!"

The master of the yellow robe said, stretched out his hand and pointed to the temple gate, and actually wanted to drive Tang Xiaolong away.

Tang Xiaolong was stunned and said, "Master, why did you let me leave?

"Little donor, don't pretend. ”

The yellow-robed master was not angry, glared at Tang Xiaolong and said, "Please go back! Hushan Temple only welcomes pilgrims who are sincere to the Buddha, not merchants who are covered in copper stench!"

"Huh?"

Tang Xiaolong couldn't help but be stunned, and said in amazement, "Master, is there a misunderstanding? Although I am a farmer and a businessman, I am not covered in the smell of copper! I came here just to ask ......?"

"I just want to ask, how much is this yew willing to sell, right?" The yellow robe master asked coldly, "Go back and tell your boss that this yew in the temple is coexisting with the temple, and it won't be sold for any money!"

"Hey?"

Tang Xiaolong was stunned again, and said with a smile, "Master, it seems that you really misunderstood, I came here just to ask, is Liangshan a monk in this temple, and has nothing to do with this yew tree!"

Tang Xiaolong also understood in his heart.

It seems that this yew tree in the temple must have attracted a lot of timber merchants, who wanted to buy it at a high price, but this master did not sell it.

Just now, when he saw himself looking at this yew plant, he mistakenly thought that he was the owner's person, and he wanted to talk to him about the price of this yew.

"Amitabha. ”

The yellow-robed master owed Tang Xiaolong, apologized for the misunderstanding, and asked, "Little donor, are you here to find Liangshan?"

"That's right, Liang Shan and I are former colleagues, and we have a good relationship. Tang Xiaolong said, "This time I came to your temple to visit him. ”

The master of the yellow robe shook his head and said, "Amitabha, there is no Liangshan in the temple, please go back, little donor." ”

"What, there is no Liangshan in this temple? Liangshan, isn't he a monk in this temple?"

Tang Xiaolong asked suspiciously, could it be that Hua Fan's information was wrong?

"Amitabha, little donor, there is really no worldly person you are looking for here Liangshan, please go back. ”

After saying this, the yellow-robed master turned around to leave.

Tang Xiaolong looked stunned.

I was about to ask if Liang Shan had ever become a monk here, and then he left as a layman, when he suddenly stared at a gray-clothed monk who was as tall as a tower walking here not far away.

The gray-clothed monk dozens of steps away was really tall as a tower, with a bare head and a thick beard at his chin, which looked a little unkempt.

And under his right armpit, he has a long single crutch that supports his disabled right foot, and in his left hand he holds a large broom, as if he has just finished cleaning.

"Liang Shan! Master, isn't that Liang Shan?"

Tang Xiaolong couldn't help but blurt out.

"Amitabha, there are no secular people here, only disciples return to dust. The yellow-robed master slowly turned around and said to Tang Xiaolong.

Tang Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what was going on.

Liangshan has already become a monk, and in the master's view, the secular Liangshan does not exist, and only the monk who has become a monk here is the Dharma name of Liangshan.

"Amitabha! Master, it's the kid who is abrupt!"

Tang Xiaolong hurriedly bowed to the Yellow Robe Master, expressed his apologies, and stepped forward again, "Master, I came all the way to Guichen and want to meet with him, I wonder if the master can make it convenient?"

"Amitabha, little donor, you have come for worldly things, and you have cut off the dust and escaped into the empty door, and you have nothing to do with the world, and it is useless to see it, please go back." ”

The yellow-robed master said in a condensed voice.

At this time, dozens of steps away, Liang Shan, the little giant who was holding a single crutch, naturally saw Tang Xiaolong as well.

But he didn't mean to talk about it at all, turned around, and was about to leave.

"Liang Shan, I came here to see you, I just want to say a word to you, can you listen to me and then leave?"

Suddenly, Tang Xiaolong said something out loud.

At the same time, Tang Xiaolong also made up his mind in his heart, if Liang Shan still ignored him and walked away, then he didn't have to force anything, he could also turn around and leave.