"Nikko Temple!"

When Chenxi finally found the plaque of the palace, Luo Ping was shocked, this plaque is actually in Chinese, and even the appearance and material of the plaque are typical Chinese style, at this time, Luo Ping has a sense of time and space confusion, where he has been before, no matter how there is no such absurd scene, this is like the Egyptian tomb is not a mummy but a terracotta army, which is like the Louvre Huaxia Pavilion is not an ancient artifact, but a domestic apple six generations, The other three were also extremely shocked, and thought they were dazzled.

You must know that although China and Thailand both belong to East Asia, and both believe in Buddhism, but the two Buddhism is very different, Southeast Asia and these countries belong to Theravada Buddhism, and China and the north belong to Mahayana Buddhism, even if there are so many Chinese monks passing by here, they will not send plaques to Hinayana Buddhism.

"Grandpa, what's going on with this plaque?" Wanniang is a very clever girl, and it can be seen that this white-bearded old man is still more concerned about himself, so he asked on behalf of everyone, but the old man looked at her and did not speak.

"This white-bearded old man is really dragged on." Faced with this situation, everyone couldn't help laughing at the same time, but they were more angry, what the hell is this old guy going to do, why is he always chattering.

Just when a few people were indignant, they suddenly heard a melodious and powerful bell ringing, and everyone was affectionate, and then shook their heads, feeling refreshed for a while.

"This is our unique way of striking the morning bell in Thailand, called the Thanh Shen Bell." When the evening lady heard the familiar bell, she immediately explained: "This kind of bell is used to wake up those who are still sleeping, or those who have just gotten up, and the people who are confused. ”

Listening to Wan Niang's explanation, everyone nodded one after another, they stayed up all night, it was indeed a little muddy, and now when they heard such a light bell, they suddenly felt much better, and they seemed to have unloaded a piece of meat of dozens of catties, but soon Luo Ping frowned, and he thought of a question, that is, who rang this bell, and what is the relationship between this person and the white beard in front of him? Is there anyone else in there?

Just when Luo Ping asked all kinds of questions, the two large stone doors that had been closed automatically and slowly opened, and soon poured out a burst of warm air and Buddha incense along the crack of the door.

In such a long or abandoned temple, there is still a burst of incense inside, Luo Ping was surprised again, is it all an illusion on the outside, and there are still many monks hidden in this temple?

"Come in, and when the sun shines over the morning bell, this stone door will close."

With the old man's words, Luo Ping didn't hesitate anymore, and hurriedly walked in, walking in the stone gate, looking at the stone gate that reached more than ten meters, Luo Ping wondered for a while, thinking that what kind of mechanism is used here, even these two huge stone doors can be opened? And it's fully automated?

"Wow, what a beautiful flower!"

At this time, the three girls next to Luo Ping almost immediately called out, Luo Ping was originally a little unimpressed, thinking that girls like to make a fuss, but when he saw the strange flowers and plants in the yard, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth to show the excitement in his heart.

These flowers are very different from ordinary flowers, these flower roots are like big trees, not to mention the lush branches, even the stalks are as thick as buckets, the breeze blows, and suddenly the flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are some flowers that can't be called, they are so beautiful that several people can't bear to step on them, of course, except for Luo Ping, he is not surprised at the beginning, he never took it seriously, the big foot girl stepped on it unceremoniously, only felt that the petals paved the road, soft, like marshmallows.

"These flowers are all rare, how can they grow here, it's amazing, this one looks like a famous flower I saw at a flower show in the United States before, the petals are full, the color is bright, it's like a peerless beauty, enchanting and colorful, bright and moving." Anna picked up a petal the size of a basin and thought of the treasures she had seen before, and immediately let out a burst of infinite emotion.

"Hey, I've seen this kind of thing in the mountains before." At this time, Longxin also found a familiar flower, this kind of flower branches and leaves are not lush, and the flower bones are also unusually delicate, in this group of thick flower paths, it is quite conspicuous.

Luo Ping glanced sideways, patted his thigh, he also thought of a kind of flower, a flower that only belongs to the legend, that is, the epiphany, which is rumored to be short-lived, and it is this kind of flower, but the epiphany here can be so long-lasting, and it is delicate, and the state of survival is not generally good.

"These are Buddha flowers, don't touch them!" At this time, Wan Niang seemed to think of something, when the master was promoting Buddhism, he had mentioned some Buddha flowers (Buddha flowers are not the same concept as Thailand's national flower. ）

The concept of Buddha flower actually first came out of a Buddhist scripture, it is rumored that when the ancestor of Sakyamuni visited all kinds of famous mountains and ancient rivers, he accidentally walked into an unknown valley, it was in this valley, he found a paradise, which has all kinds of rare and exotic grasses, especially all kinds of flowers, simply let him go back and forth for years, fascinated, and later out of this valley, Shakyamuni still wanted to go in again, but he couldn't find this place, In the following years, Shakyamuni finally comprehended life and finally became a great way, so he wrote down these flowers and named them Buddha flowers, so Buddha flowers do not refer to a kind of flowers, but a general term, and the judgment of the late mother is also based on the description of the master at that time to make a reference.

"Buddha flowers?" Luo Ping was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back at these flowers, they had all withered.

"The Buddha flowers here have absorbed the essence of the Dharma for many years, as well as the edification of Buddha incense, and the breath around us has changed the magnetic field, so this situation will occur." Wanniang suddenly thought of something and pointed out the problem, and sure enough, after everyone walked out of this area, the Buddha flower that had just withered slowly raised its head again, looking energetic.

"It's amazing, this place, it feels like a hanging garden, this place has become a **shijie, a shijie that belongs to Buddhism." Anna looked at this scene and couldn't help but be amazed, even if she didn't know much about Buddhism or anything like that, she was deeply shocked by these environments, as if these Buddhism was magical, and even plants could become immortals.

"Maybe it's just some unknown rare species, let's not get into it." Luo Ping always felt that there was something strange in this, especially the white-bearded old man, who was chattering with gods and gods, and he didn't look like a master with immeasurable merits and profound Buddhism.

Luo Ping was looking at the white-bearded old man, and the white-bearded old man ignored him, and kept looking at the late lady, he didn't know the weishenme, and he felt a sense of intimacy in the late lady, maybe because of the Thai accent, maybe because of the joy, anyway, I can't tell the reason, I just feel that this girl looks comfortable and looks comfortable.

"Monk's Hall!"

After passing through the Buddha flowers, a plaque appeared in front of everyone's eyes, which is still the traditional Chinese characters, strong and powerful, scolding Fang Xuan, it can be seen that this is a person with a strong personality to write, some do not quite like the character of the Buddhist family.

Crunch, the door of the monk's hall opened, compared to the first two doors, the door of this monk's hall was very small, only three people could pass side by side.

Luo Ping took a closer look at the threshold, and found that the threshold was unusually smooth, and the copper-plated lintel was also a flash, which did not seem to be a long-abandoned Buddhist temple, but more like a temple with strong incense.

Just when Luo Ping couldn't help but shout to Whitebeard to ask, Whitebeard sat directly on the futon on the left side of the monk's hall, and opposite it, an old man with crippled legs was sitting on an oversized futon, chanting something while rolling Buddha beads.

Luo Ping looked it up and down quickly, and always felt that this old man seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, and then saw that his legs were crippled, and he immediately smiled bitterly, thinking that he must be too suspicious, and among the people he knew, there seemed to be no one with disabled legs.

"You have come all the way to me, why did you come all the way to me?" _The disabled old man did not open his eyes, and he could not even see his mouth, but the sound of his speech reached everyone's ears, and it was unusually clear and clear.

"I guessed that we were going to come to him, and he specially arranged for someone to wait at the door?" Luo Ping was taken aback, thinking to himself that this disabled monk was a god who could not be able to understand things thousands of miles away in advance? At that moment, his expression immediately became solemn and respectful.

"Yes, we found this place through layers of exploration, and the monk is really a god." Luo Ping thought to himself, no matter what industry it is, which country or region people will not refuse to be patted by others, and this senior monk is indeed a bull fork, and he actually felt everyone's whereabouts clearly, and by the way, he praised a few words, not called patting.

"God-man?" The monk smiled, indifferently with a hint of arrogance that saw through the red dust, and said softly: "What is a god and what is a mortal, since ancient times, when human beings came to this world, they were all mortals. ”

Luo Ping smiled wryly, thinking to himself what kind of wit Nima is fighting with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not a Buddhist, isn't this full and has nothing to do, the people of the Buddhist family just like to do things like to take off their pants and fart, chattering all day long, verbose, the most typical mouth kung fu is first-class, but he can't make a dime contribution to the country and the people, of course, Luo Ping doesn't dare to say this, otherwise it is estimated that even the late mother will bite him.