However, in the next second, a white-skinned and beautiful hand with distinct bones stretched out from behind the curtain, and Ye Wei looked at the person who slowly walked out from behind the curtain.

This is a monk, a young and unusually handsome monk to be exact.

"Amitabha, how did the donor get here?" the monk saluted Ye Wei and asked with a smile.

Ye Wei looked at the monk in shock, and asked in surprise and apprehension: "This, what is this place?" This question has always bothered her, but no one can ask her, and she has nowhere to know. How could she not be shocked to see a living person now? How could she not be amazed?

The handsome monk seemed to be even more surprised than Ye Wei, and asked with a puzzled face: "The donor doesn't know where this is, and how did the donor come here?"

Ye Wei was dumbfounded for a while, her experiences were too weird, how could she say it?

Seeing that Ye Wei's face was embarrassed, the monk was very understanding and did not continue to ask, but smiled slightly: "I think the donor must be hungry, although the temple is simple, there is still some fasting food, if you don't dislike it-"

Ye Wei's eyes lit up immediately when she heard that there was food to eat, and she said busily: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it......" You must know that she didn't eat a drop of rice after eating a little snack at noon, and those snacks didn't care about being full at all, and she had been walking through the cave, and the consumption of her body was not small, and she was already so hungry that her chest was close to her back.

The monk looked at Ye Wei with a compassionate face, and then led her through the Buddhist hall to a room full of cooking utensils, which should be the kitchen!

The monk opened the steamer elegantly, and saw a drawer full of white and fat steamed buns, which made people's index fingers move when they looked at it. The monk picked up a few, put them on a plate, and then uncovered another steamer, in which several bowls of vegetarian dishes were neatly arranged.

The monk brought the vegetarian dishes and steamed buns to a small table in the middle of the kitchen, "Donor, please!"

Ye Wei looked at the monk gratefully: "Thank you!" As she spoke, she grabbed a steamed bun and was about to send it to her mouth, when suddenly her hand moved.

The monk's eyes flashed with a fleeting disappointment, and then he asked with a smile, "Why doesn't the donor eat it?"

Ye Wei raised her head and looked at the monk embarrassedly and said, "Master, have you eaten it?"

The monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha, poor monk Zhixin, the donor just call me Master Zhixin." ”

After a pause, Master Zhixin continued: "Although the donor eats, we have already eaten!"

Looking at the four dishes in front of her, one dish is vegetarian goose, one dish of fried bean tendon with dried bamboo shoots, one dish of stuffed tofu, and one dish of soy sauce and fragrant dried tofu, Ye Wei's eyes narrowed, these four dishes were all eaten in Tianlai Temple yesterday, and they were four dishes that he had greatly praised.

What's more, it's eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and it stands to reason that even if there is food in the kitchen, it should be leftovers, but the four plates in front of me are all full, and there is no trace of chopsticks at all.

Ye Wei suddenly put down the chopsticks, and then said to Master Zhixin with a twisted face: "I'm sorry, your chopsticks are painted with lacquer, you may not know much about living in the mountains, and now there are eating and health problems everywhere outside, so no one uses this kind of lacquered chopsticks!"

Ye Wei said, her flexible eyes rolled around the room, and suddenly her eyes froze, and she stepped over with an arrow step, grabbing the sharp kitchen knife in the kitchen-

Ye Wei smiled proudly: "Haha, there is finally a way." I can scrape off the paint on these chopsticks!" Ye Wei looked at Zhixin with a smile on her face, "You won't be annoyed by me, right?"

The corners of Zhixin's forehead twitched invisibly, and his face was still gentle: "Donor, please!"

Ye Wei slowly scraped the paint on the chopsticks, and asked casually, "Master Zhixin, what kind of place is this?"

This time, Zhixin did not evade, but replied directly: "This is Tianlai Temple!"

Ye Wei was shocked, and the knife in her hand was almost cut in her hand, "Then, why don't you see other masters?"

"The donor doesn't know, we have always been used to going to bed early, and now the brothers and sisters have gone to bed!" Zhixin replied unhurriedly.

"Oh, I see. Ye Wei looked very regretful, and said: "I actually returned to Tianlai Temple, it's really fate! I originally wanted to meet the ruthless master, but since he slept, forget it, I don't know how the ruthless master is now?"

Zhixin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Ruthless, he is a good old man!"

Ye Wei's eyes quickly flashed with a ghostly glow, the corners of her mouth hooked up a happy smile, and said happily: "That's great!"

Zhixin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said gently: "Donor, let's eat quickly, it should be cold in a while!"

Ye Wei frowned and looked at the chopsticks in her hand that still hadn't been scraped off, and threw the chopsticks away in frustration: "Oh, when is this going to be scraped? I'm dying of hunger, Master Zhixin, don't you have unpainted chopsticks here?"

Zhixin's good-looking eyebrows were slightly frowned, and then he seemed to think of something and said: "There are chopsticks that are not painted, but they are not here, the donor will wait for a while, and the poor monk will come!"

Ye Wei looked at Zhixin with bright eyes, and said with a sweet smile: "Master Zhixin, you are so good!" said that he stood up impatiently, walked to Zhixin's side, and urged vigorously: "Go quickly, I'm really starving to death!"

Zhixin smiled slightly and turned around-

"Bang-"

I heard a loud noise in the silent room like a shock, and Zhixin slowly turned his head, the bald head of the originally bright person had been completely covered by a red color, and he couldn't see the original appearance.

He stared at Ye Wei in disbelief, "In vain I was kind enough to take you in, you-why are you going to take revenge?" Zhixin's handsome face was already pale, and the blood on his head poured down like money, pouring into his mouth, eyes, and ears......

In the blink of an eye, he became a bloody man, and his eyes were full of incomprehension, grievances, and questions.

Ye Wei threw away the rolling pin in her hand and smiled coldly, "Tell me, who are you? What is this place? What conspiracy do you have?"

Zhixin looked at Ye Wei puzzled, dazed: "Donor, what are you talking about?"

"Ha, don't pretend!"

Zhixin still looked aggrieved, "Amitabha, the poor monk really doesn't know what you're talking about! What's wrong with you, donor? Are you stunned?"