The mountain road leading to the temple was deserted, and Zhu Yao climbed up for most of the hour without seeing a single figure. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Yao frowned, was it because of the accident in the temple? When she was in the temple before, although the temple was also deserted, it was because of the remote location. And it's not that no one goes to offer incense, and the nearby mountain people are still happy to go to the temple.

When he climbed to the gate of the temple, Zhu Yao only saw that the temple gate was wide open, and there was dust in front of the door, which had obviously been many days - no one had cleaned it!

Zhu Yao stepped into the temple gate, and a young monk who looked to be more than ten years old greeted him, and said: "Amitabha!

Zhu Yao raised her eyebrows, and asked pretending not to know: "Why do you want to leave quickly? I came to offer incense, naturally I can leave whenever I want!"

The little monk saw that Zhu Yao didn't listen to persuasion, so he didn't say much. After saying "Amitabha" again, he turned around and left.

After all, Zhu Yao has lived in this temple for more than three years, and he is still very clear about the pattern in the temple.

After bypassing the main hall, there is the Buddhist hall where the monks chant scriptures on weekdays. Zhu Yao didn't stop, and when he continued to walk back, he saw a small gray courtyard. At the gate of the courtyard, a monk who was originally facing away from Zhu Yao was chopping wood, and when he heard Zhu Yao's footsteps and looked back, the movements in his hands stopped.

Zhu Yao also paused when she saw the man turn around. Then he took two quick steps, rushed to the man, and shouted with a blank eye: "Senior brother!"

This person is none other than the pure dust who went to Beijing to find Zhu Yao half a month ago!

It's just that the net dust at this time is very different from half a month ago. At that time, although Jingchen did not have a ring scar on his head, he looked like a monk. At this time, Jingchen did not wear the monk's clothes in the temple, and the originally bright bald head also had a short green stubble at this time.

Seeing Zhu Yao, Jingchen's eyes were full of surprise. Surprised, he asked, "Zhu Yao, why did you come back?"

Zhu Yao didn't want to talk about the closure of the restaurant, so she smiled and talked about the reasons on the side. At the end, Zhu Yao asked again: "Senior brother, when I came, I heard on the side of the road that the mountain people at the bottom of the mountain were talking about a monk who had been killed, is it our here? And when I just came in, I saw that no one had cleaned the courtyard gate, what about the other senior brothers in this temple? Why don't you see them?"

Jingchen was silent for a moment before saying, "You just came back and rested for a while, and when you are rested, I will tell you in detail." ”

Zhu Yao saw that his face was embarrassed, so he didn't continue to ask, and obediently followed Jingchen to the side room where the pilgrims stayed temporarily. But along the way, Zhu Yao also found that there was indeed no one in the temple now. Except for Jingchen and the little monk she had seen in the main hall before, she didn't see any other monks.

Zhu Yao frowned, something very important must have happened in the temple during this time! Maybe it had something to do with the killing of Master Yuankong!

On the way from Shangjing, when there was no inn, Zhu Yao rested in the carriage. So as soon as he entered the room and touched the bed, Zhu Yao's drowsiness came up.

When Zhu Yao woke up, the sun was already setting.

Zhu Yao stretched and climbed up. The creak and the sound of the door opening were especially clear in the silence of the night. Zhu Yao went out, and there was no one in the quiet temple. It was pitch black everywhere and there was no light.

Fortunately, Zhu Yao knew the location of the temple, and went to the place where the senior brothers lived in the back.

The large temple was quiet, and only one room in the small courtyard was lit.

Zhu Yao stepped forward and gently slammed the door. After waiting for a while, the door creaked open, and the figure of Jingchen appeared at the door.

"Come in!"

Zhu Yao followed Jingchen into the house and found that the little monk he saw at the door of the main hall today was also there, so he was sitting aside and meditating at this time.

Zhu Yao raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything, and sat on the stool in the room casually, waiting for Jingchen to speak.

In the following time, Jingchen told a series of things that happened in the temple during this time, including the changes related to himself!

What Zhu Yao heard outside was true, Master Yuankong was indeed killed half a month ago. And this murderer didn't want to kill him, he was just innocently implicated. Not only him, but several other monks in the temple were killed in that accident!

Later, because of some other things that happened one after another, the other monks in this temple left. In the end, only he and a little monk remained!

And what surprised Zhu Yao the most was that the original goal of the group of people who killed Master Yuankong turned out to be pure dust!

Only then did Zhu Yao know that Jingchen was the same as when she was young, and she was brought back from the outside by Yuankong. All of them are fake monks! That's why Jingchen doesn't have a scar! Unlike when she left after a few years in the temple, Jingchen never had any intention of leaving here, although she was a fake monk.

As soon as Yuankong died, the other monks in the temple dispersed, and in the end, the only real monk was the teenage little monk. And after all these things happened, Jingchen is also planning to leave here!

Although Jingchen explained all this, he didn't say a word about his original identity. Zhu Yao guessed in her heart that Jingchen probably had an identity similar to herself.

"Where is Senior Brother going next?What about this temple?" After listening silently, Zhu Yao turned his head to look at the little monk who was meditating quietly and chanting scriptures over there and asked softly.

As soon as this question came out, Zhu Yao keenly felt that the little monk who was chanting the scriptures stiffened.

"This temple will be handed over to the junior brother, and he will develop this temple in the future! With the incense supply of the surrounding mountain people, there is no need to worry about maintenance here. As for myself, I'm probably going to go to Beijing next!" When she said that she was going to Beijing, Zhu Yao obviously felt Jingchen's mood swings.

"Senior brother, I don't want to stay alone in this temple, can you take me to Beijing with me?" In the end, he was just a half-grown child, and overnight, he lost his master and senior brother, and now the only senior brother who is dependent on each other is leaving again, and he can't help but feel reluctant.

Jingchen's eyebrows and eyes became more and more gentle under the reflection of the candle flame. He touched the little monk's head and said softly: "Senior brother is different from you, the master used to say that you have Huigen." Now that this temple brother has handed it over to you, I also hope that you can make our temple better and better!

The little monk nodded sensibly and swallowed back the tears that were about to flow. He's grown up, he can!