After returning to the meditation room, Shen Rong carefully calculated, in Shanzheng Temple, there are not thousands or hundreds of large and small Shani, and this is not counting some high-ranking monks.

It is not easy to find a little Shani in Seonshoji Temple.

Shen Rong rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance, and after a while, he entered the meditation room lightly.

"Girl, the slave's cousin knows that the girl has come to Shanzheng Temple and wants to see the girl." She was afraid that Shen Rong would find this matter abrupt, so she was extremely cautious.

"It just so happens that I also have something to ask him to do, and it's in the Prajna Hall, where it's a quiet Buddha hall." Shen Rong instructed Ruyi and planned to go out again to try his luck.

Dongmei saw that she was going out, so she hurriedly followed: "Girl, where are you going, there are quite a lot of pilgrims in the temple, so you should be cautious." ”

"Come with me to the front hall to worship the Buddha, and ask for a peace charm for the eldest brother." Shen Rong wore plain clothes, the moon-white collar was embroidered with clusters of moire, and the skirt just reached the ground, revealing only half-flour embroidered shoes.

She walked lightly, and Dongmei followed closely behind, for fear that something would go wrong in the middle.

Walking all the way, passing by a lot of little Shani, she secretly looked at it, Master Xuanqing's appearance is not easy to forget, he was born white, better than an immortal, wearing a white robe, and there is a sacred aura that cannot be desecrated all over his body, which makes people have to believe in him.

She had to come up with this method, and wanted to give it a try to see if she could invite Master Xuanqing, but she miscalculated the time.

The pilgrims in the front hall came and went, and she took a stick of incense and entered the hall, worshipping the Buddha and praying.

When he came out of the temple, it was already dusk.

At sunset, the lights in the temple are lit up one after another, and the whole temple is brightly lit.

The sky is getting dark, the smoke is curling, the mountains are lush with trees, and the birds are chirping.

"Girl, it's time to go back to fasting." Dongmei reminded loudly.

Shen Rong turned his head, raised his steps and walked out, and suddenly his steps stopped.

She saw a carriage parked outside the small gate of the temple, Shanzheng Temple did not allow the carriage to go up the mountain, she did not notice at first, she did not know whether the carriage had been parked here, or when it stopped, by the light of the fire, she saw that there were two straight men standing next to the carriage, as if they were waiting for someone.

Shen Rong paused, the Shen Mansion is also a big family in Yong'an City, but he can't drive to the temple, I don't know what kind of identity the owner of this carriage is, and even the rules of Shanzheng Temple have to be broken for him.

Although she was curious, she couldn't let her think too much, she shook her head secretly, and was about to continue walking, but she heard a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and she involuntarily stopped.

There are many pilgrims in the temple, and the sound of kicking and tapping, rubbing shoulders and rubbing shoulders is even louder in her ears, but for some reason, the slight footsteps seem to be infinitely amplified, and she is stunned and can't move for half a minute.

She subconsciously looked over, a little trance, and she vaguely saw the long figure appearing in the firelight.

He was dressed in a black robe, most of the hood covered his forehead, and he was wrapped in darkness, and his face became more and more white, and she couldn't see his facial features clearly because of the light on his back.

But she could feel him glance at her, and a cold chill went straight from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, Rao was the warm spring of April, and she still couldn't stand a shiver.

"Girl?" Dongmei called softly.

Shen Rong came back to his senses, and when he looked again, the man had already gotten into the carriage, and the ruts were rolling slowly.

"How can there be a carriage here?" She muttered to herself, and looked back again, the carriage outside the small door was gone, and if it weren't for Fang Cai's real feelings, she only thought it was her own hysteria.

Invisibly, something seems to be pulling.

Dongmei shook her head, not understanding what Shen Rong was talking about.

Shen Rong couldn't help laughing, "It's okay, let's go back to Xiushan Pavilion." ”

Compared with the outer temple, Xiushan Pavilion is incredibly quiet.

Although Xiushan Pavilion is a small courtyard, it lacks nothing.

After a simple meal, she took out paper and ink and prepared to copy the scriptures.

On the second day, she arrived at the Pranya Hall earlier, and Ruyi went to pick up Qian Xiao outside the temple first.

There were few people in the temple, and Shen Rong was bored outside the hall, so he simply entered the hall.

The tall golden Buddha statue is dignified and kind, and there are two big Buddhas and eight small Buddhas in the hall. It's all golden light.

She knelt on the futon, her voice as light as a veil: "I didn't believe in Buddhism before, but now I have a different feeling, which is ridiculous......

Suddenly, the sound of "whoosh" came from the tribute platform, Shen Rong was startled, and hurriedly silenced.

She cautiously looked around, nothing unusual, and after waiting for a while, she saw the tablecloth under the tribute platform move slightly, and she slowly got up and slowed down her pace.

Cautiously walked towards the eight-foot-long tribute platform, and said calmly: "What kind of person, sneaky, and still haven't come out!" ”

“……”

There was no movement, Shen Rong took two steps back: "If you don't come out again, I can call someone." So she cleared her throat and made a gesture to shout.

"Don't, don't." A male voice came out from under the tribute platform, and through the tablecloth, the voice was slightly muffled, and after a while, Xiao Shani drilled out from underneath.

Seeing that it was just a teenage girl, she raised her face and smiled, innocent: "Little donor, don't shout, I'm not a bad person, I'm just hungry, those tributes are also put, it's better to fill your stomach." As he spoke, he wiped the dander from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

Shen Rong couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, her fair complexion and delicate face were just more immature and innocent than she remembered.

This...... This is Master Xuanqing!

But it's not like it, the temperament of the whole body and the tone of speech, there is no similarity, but that face is obviously the Xuanqing in her memory.

"Xuanqing... Little Master, do you have any brothers? She asked.

Xiao Shani was stunned and shook his head again and again: "Xuanqing? What Xuanqing, just me, hey, little donor, you promise me first, don't tell anyone else about this, you have to help me keep it secret, otherwise I will be kicked out! ”

Shen Rong was dumbfounded, is this still the person she is looking for?

She nodded, "Little Master, I don't know what the law name is?" ”

"The law name? I don't have a Dharma name yet, my name is Xiaoba, because I am the eighth monk who has been assigned to guard the Prajna Temple. Hachi said with a smile and patted his monk's robe.

Shen Rong stared at the little eight in front of her carefully, as if she wanted to see a clue, she suddenly wanted to try: "Master Xiaoba, do you want to become a senior monk of Shanzheng Temple?" ”

"Of course, that's my lifelong wish, little donor, how did you get to the Prajna Palace, no one usually comes here." At the mention of the high monk, Hachi's eyes flashed with golden light, and he smiled again.

It's good to have a goal, it's better than being willing to spend your life lazy, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him seriously: "Master Xiaoba, can you believe me?" I might be able to help you. ”

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