"Oh?" Cheng Qinghe's eyes lit up, "I don't know where it is?" Can you take a look? ”

"Donor, please come here. www.biquge.info"The little monk led her to the side, and the place seemed to be far away from the hustle and bustle outside.

"That's right, our relics are the treasures of the temple, ordinary people can't see them, and they are usually only open to some people who have great respect for the temple and have special contributions." He rubbed his fingers together.

Cheng Qinghe looked at his fingers, and then nodded with a sudden understanding, "Then I'll come and see it next time!" ”

The little monk's face froze, and his smile immediately put down.

"In this case, Buddhism is important, it is better for the donor not to walk around, so as not to disturb the morning class of the masters, please come back." The little monk put his hands together and performed a Buddha salute, which happened to show the newly burned ring scar on his head.

Cheng Qinghe looked at it for a moment and looked around, this place was in the backyard, and when he looked up, he was on the top of the high hall, and the dark coats hanging on the high places.

"Excuse me." She replied, and walked back.

"Hmph, what Buddha do you come to visit if you don't have money, I don't think you can even afford sesame oil, right?!" I still want to see the relics, cut ~

Cheng Qinghe, who walked towards the back road, naturally took his words into his ears, and couldn't help but be more curious about this Lanruo Temple, the temple where the incense is flourishing, naturally there is no shortage of sesame oil money, this little monk is even more strange, looking at him six unclean, not like a monk at all.

Lanruo Temple is like a huge mystery, it's really weird.

But it seems that if she doesn't give some "sweetness", she won't be able to see the relics today. It's a pity that I don't have any money left......

Thinking like this, she stood outside the temple for a while, knowing that Jing Xiaoyu was watching her from a distance, but for the sake of safety, she ignored it and went down the mountain.

Ruyu was absent for the past few days, and when she knocked on her door, she learned from the blind old woman.

She went back to the inn to look around, but she didn't see Nan Xiuling and Bai Shi, and after asking the attendants left by the Bai family, she knew that the two leisurely people had climbed the mountain to see the sunrise, and as a last resort, she ran to an unknown hill again.

Shiraishi and Nan Xiuling stood on the mountainside, and the other stood by the lake below the mountain, the mountain wind was howling, and the sunset had come up from the horizontal line in the distance.

At this time, seeing Cheng Qinghe covered in a cloak, he walked to Nan Xiuling's side and said something, and when he was about to come down, she had already left.

"What did she tell you?"

Nan Xiuling turned her face to look at Bai Shi, who couldn't wait to come down, and smiled: "She asked me to borrow money, and I don't know what to use it for." But the two of you are interesting, she didn't ask you for it, but came to me. ”

"Borrow money?" Bai Shi said a word, but in an instant, there was no one beside Nan Xiuling.

Besides, Cheng Qinghe got the money, put it into a black bag one by one, and when he entered Lanruo Temple, he took it out one by one and stuffed it into the merit box.

The big bag was almost stuffed, the big merit box was almost full, and there were still a few bundles left, and she frowned and rolled into the cloak.

"This pilgrim, please leave a name in this merit book, my Buddha is merciful, and I will definitely bless the donor."

This is an older monk with a serious expression, but it looks like that.

Cheng Qinghe nodded, took the brush, thought for a while, and wrote two words: Cheng Ming.

If the Buddha really has a spirit, then please bless her father.

When she turned her head again, two little monks walked towards her, one of them was the little monk who mocked her in the morning.

"This benefactor, you and I should really be fateful, the little monk master heard that your donor wanted to see the relics, and specially ordered the little monk to wait here, please here."

Master? Presumably, this master must have the surname Qian. Cheng Qinghe laughed secretly.

"Oh? I see, it's a great honor. She sighed, and followed him down the familiar path.

"There, that's where my temple enshrines relics, please come with the little monk." He pointed to a spire-shaped building across the yellow wall.

After passing through a small door and climbing the stairs, this Leifeng Tower-like building makes people dizzy.

"How many floors are the relics?"

"This pagoda has twelve floors, and sacred things such as relics should naturally be placed in the highest place, so that they can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and avoid the filth of the world, Amitabha."

This Amitabha Buddha was very pious, Cheng Qinghe put his hands together and saluted back, and couldn't help but think that he was thinking too much.

The steps in the tower creaked from time to time, and the two walked to the top floor in one breath, and the little monk couldn't help but take a breath, his legs were a little weak.

"This is it." He got out of the way.

I saw a huge incense tripod placed in the middle of the top floor, with three incense sticks burning on it, it was as thick as a thumb, if she remembered correctly, this incense tripod was placed under the Buddha statue before, and the top of the steps.

This thing should not be light, Cheng Qinghe looked at Ding's four legs, which were deeply embedded in the wooden plank underneath.

"The benefactor, the relics, are the ones enshrined on the case."

"Oh?" Hearing this, she moved her gaze to the incense table behind the incense ding, which was higher than the incense ding, and saw that ten sandalwood boxes were neatly placed on it, and there was nothing else.

"Can you open the box and see the relics?"

The little monk knew that she would ask this question, and his expression was embarrassed: "What about this......"

Cheng Qinghe put his hand under the cloak and took out a bundle of banknotes and placed it in the palm of his hand.

"Ouch, this can't be helped, this can't be helped, how can a poor monk be a first-order monk who can accept this yellow and white thing."

"Little master, don't get me wrong, this is a piece of my heart for the Buddha, I hope you can help me transfer it to the Buddha."

"In that case, then I'll do it for you!" In desperation, he agreed to her request.

"Donor, please look here." He stuffed the coin under his sleeve with kindness, and then raised his hand to carefully go deep into the ashes of the incense ding, Cheng Qinghe approached to see that in the incense ding, which was half a person high, with his careful movements, gradually revealed a box that was the same as the incense case.

"In fact, there are a total of eleven relics in this temple, and the most valuable one is hidden in the ashes of this furnace to avoid being contaminated by evil spirits. It is also for this purpose, and it can only be seen by the donor. ”

As she spoke, she opened the box with a click, and a lotus-shaped relic lay quietly in the yellow brocade, as if it was in infinite bloom, and the surrounding aura of the law was lingering, all of which were displayed in front of Cheng Qinghe's eyes, making her eyes brighten.

But with just one glance, the little monk immediately closed it.

"Don't be surprised." He covered the lid of the box with the ashes.

"Trouble little master." She took a few steps back and frowned slightly, this is a real relic, anything can be fake, but with just a glance, she knows that this one is absolutely real.

But even so, this affirmation, far from reassuring her, caused an unspeakable unease to rise in her. This fog, she is getting more and more unable to see through.

This result seems to be going to disappoint Jing Xiaoyu.

Her gaze shifted to the other ten boxes on top of the incense table and took a few steps closer.

"Donor, please go downstairs with the poor monk!" The little monk called out to her.

She stopped, hesitated for a few seconds, and nodded in follow.

"The little monk's name is Huifu, if the donor has something to do next time, you can wait in the temple for a while, the little monk will definitely come to receive the donor, and the meal in Lanruo Temple is not bad, if the donor has time, you might as well come and stay for a few days."

Of course, these treatments are naturally not gratuitous.

Cheng Qinghe thought about it for a while, and gave him the remaining bundle of pink banknotes on his body.

"The little master works hard back and forth, this is a little bit of my mind, I think the environment of Lanruo Temple is not bad, come and go around another day, and then I will trouble the little master again."

"It's nature, nature." Hui Fu was overjoyed, and hurriedly hid the money, this time he met a generous man, which was enough for him to be chic for a while.

The two of them returned the same way, but when they passed by the small door, they were intercepted, and the person who came was a middle-aged man.

"This is Senior Brother Zhensu under the master of this temple, Master Hongyuan." Hui Fu performed a Buddha ritual and introduced.

"Amitabha, is this the benefactor of Cheng Qinghe? The host is invited, please go and meet with the poor monks. Masu said.

"I'm tired." Cheng Qinghe saw Huifu's surprised appearance, and he knew that this was the abbot's temporary intention, but he suddenly wanted to see her, did he find something?

But now that the opportunity has been delivered to her, there is naturally no reason not to go.

"I don't know why your host wants to see me."

"After the donor enters the meditation room, you will be able to know, please~" Zhensu opened the door of a meditation room, and the situation inside was displayed in front of her.

"It's you?!" She was surprised.

"Surprised to see me? Don't be stunned, come and sit here. "There's still a vacant spot next to Shiraishi.

On the coffee table between the two, there was a cup of freshly boiled tea, and Shiraishi froze it with a teaspoon before pouring three cups one after another.

"This is what you call Qinghe?" The host Hongyuan asked with a smile.

"Exactly."

Cheng Qinghe made a Buddhist ritual and sat down beside Bai Shi, Master Hongyuan was so young, it was really unexpected.

She thought that the hosts were all old men with gray beards and drooping old men!

This one, on the contrary, has a beige half-side robe that is wrapped in a yellow circle on one shoulder, a wide white lining, and a few elegant peach blossoms embroidered on the chest and sleeves, which does not look like a monk, but like a white-faced talent in ancient times, or more appropriately, like a prince raised with white jade delicacies among the princes and nobles.

However, against the backdrop of a black, jade-like white stone, it seems to be a little more feminine.

She had never seen such a young host in her twenties.

"When are you going to see it?"

The back of her hand tightened, and the hand of the white stone was covered with it. She struggled, but did not break free.

"What a faux pas." She nodded apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, Cheng Xiaoyou don't need to be restrained, just treat me as a peer." Hongyuan said.

Since he is Shiraishi's friend, he is naturally also his friend, and he is used to this kind of gaze.

"I've invited me many times in the past few days, but you don't want to come and see me, how can you have this leisure today, seeing me alone?" This was said to Shiraishi.

Bai Shi glanced at Cheng Qinghe, and smiled with a doting eye: "I happened to have time, so I took her to your temple to have a look, I heard that Lanruo Temple is not only full of incense, but also the food here is a must, attracting countless people." ”

"Oh? It seems that the dignified master of the Bai family came to me to eat and drink, which really flattered the poor monks. ”

Shiraishi chuckled when he heard this, "Then I'll be bothered for a few days......"

Cheng Qinghe, who was sitting next to Baishi, saw that the two of them were talking happily, and couldn't help but have a little doubt, looking like an old friend for many years, if so, then, did he know about the affairs of Lanruo Temple?

But after thinking about it, she felt that she was too worried, Foshan was originally under the name of the Bai family, and Hongyuan was able to build a Lanruo Temple in this place where every inch of land was valuable, if it was said that it had nothing to do with Baishi, no one would believe it.

When the sun is waning, it is time for fasting, such a trivial matter, naturally Zhensu has arranged it, and the two of them are invited to move over.

Along the way, Baishi held Qinghe's hand, although he didn't care about her, but he didn't know her doubts.

"Hongyuan and I have known each other for a long time, but we are not old friends for many years, although the two of us are business partners, but at the same time we are wary of each other."

"Oh?" Cheng Qinghe's hand moved, obviously a little interested.

Seeing her react, Bai Shi continued to say, "He is actually not a human being, but a demon cultivator, you may be able to see his true body?" ”

Demon cultivator? How did he run to the mortal realm to be a host?

Thinking of the beauty of the prosperous world that was almost comparable to Baishi's, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Could it be a fox?" ”

"Qinghe is really smart, you guessed right." He praised. Dead Daoist friends are not dead poor Dao, although his identity is inconvenient for people to know, but who made Qinghe have trouble with him......

"This fox doesn't like to eat anything else, only the white jade tofu of the mortal world, this tofu tastes unique, only one person can make it, so wherever he goes, he will bring the cook who can make this dish."

"I see." Cheng Qinghe put a small piece in his mouth, and what he thought about repeatedly in his mind was this cook.

Really, a unique hobby......

……

Jing Xiaoyu waited for half a night on the roof of the alley opposite the grocery store, and finally waited for Cheng Qinghe to open the door, but was preempted by a group of unknown creatures.

At the head of the pack is a lean weasel.

"Lao Tzu is here, give Lao Tzu a bottle of seasoning, na, this is the Yunling fruit that the profiteer wants." It pushes over a bag of fruit with its paws.

The profiteer in his mouth looked at him with a smirk, and then opened the bag and examined it. (To be continued.) )