Puguang Temple, this temple is not big, but also quite small, the top of the temple is covered with glazed gold, and there are many immortals carved on the ridge, lifelike. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The three of Lewen walked into the temple, crossed the threshold, and there was a statue of Sakyamuni in front, and there was a pond next to the statue called the release pond, and there was a hundred-year-old turtle covered with green moss in the release pond, stretching out his head, looking left and right, slowly and leisurely sliding in the pond water.

As the sun sets, stroll through the temple, listen to the deep and distant bells, and feel the scene of the poet's feelings when he falls off the list.

Le Wen looked up at the top of the temple, dazzling, the raised faces of the Buddhas were also like countless stars in the summer night sky, they had different expressions, and they were in a variety of postures.

Walk to the center of the compound, look up is the endless sky, although the temple is small, but there is a sense of immortality, if there is no one else in the temple, in the quiet air, there are a few magpies in the low chirp circling, listening to people have a very leisurely feeling.

At this time, an old monk dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand came over and greeted them, and the three Lewen also bowed to him.

"May I ask if you have a master here who sleeps and snores at night, just like playing the guqin?" As soon as Lewen finished worshipping, he asked.

When the old monk heard Le Wen's words, he was slightly stunned at first, and then put his hands together in front of his chest, palms facing each other, and his ten fingers were together to look diagonally upward, and he smiled at Le Wen slightly, and said: "Amitabha, the person the donor said is the old man." ”

"Uh...... You are the legendary monk. Le Wen had already guessed seven or eight points, the old monk in front of him was really the legendary old monk, Le Wen only heard this old monk in modern times, but he didn't expect to see a real person now, and he really had some indescribable feelings.

"Hehe, the donor praised it, in fact, what is the sound of the old man snoring at night, the old man doesn't know, and it's just a rumor from others." The old monk smiled, shook his head slightly, and said.

Ding Ke'er raised her willow eyebrows and said bluntly: "If you want to know if this old monk is really as magical as the legend, as long as he falls asleep, he will know everything." ”

"Eh, my sister-in-law's words are reasonable, look at your old monk's appearance is ordinary, there is nothing special, if Nuo is really like the legend, could it be that you are a demon monk?" Long Chao looked the old monk up and down, and then showed a suspicious expression, and said with a big grin.

"Long Chao, don't talk nonsense, how can you be so disrespectful to the master, quickly apologize to the master!" Seeing Long Chao's contemptuous look at the old monk, Le Wen gave Long Chao a violent shudder and scolded in a low voice, but his anger touched the wound on his back, and his face turned pale in pain.

"Hehe, it's okay." The old monk didn't have a trace of displeasure because of Long Chao's disrespectful words, on the other hand, Le Wen and Long Chao seemed to have been injured, so he said earnestly: "The old man looks like the two male donors are injured, why don't you go to the guest hall with the old man to recuperate, I don't know what the two of you think?" ”

The clothes of the two Lewen had been changed when they entered the city, and there were no signs of injury from the outside, but I didn't expect this old monk to see at a glance that they were injured, and said in some surprise: "Oh? The master really has good eyesight, and my two brothers are indeed injured, but it is only a skin injury, and there is no major injury, but since it is a sincere invitation from the master, my two brothers thank the master. ”

"Hehe, Lao Wei not only saw that the two of you brothers were injured, but also saw that the murderous aura around the bodies of the three of you had not yet dissipated, and there must have been a fierce battle not long ago." The old monk twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said what the three of them had concealed.

The three of Lewen looked at each other, not knowing how to speak, Long Chao could only sense the murderous aura when the enemies around him had killing intent, but he didn't expect this old monk to be able to see the murderous aura of a few people who had not yet dispersed, it seemed that this old monk had some cultivation.

The three of them followed the old monk to the guest hall on the right side of the Tianwang Palace, the old monk took out a white vial from a box, poured out two pills from it and handed them to Le Wen, and said with a smile: "The two donors each take a pill first, and recuperate your qi and blood." ”

"Pills? What is this pill? What a weird smell. Long Chao took a pill from Lewen's hand, put it on his nose and smelled it, smelled a trace of strangeness in his nose, his face was solemn, and he looked at the old monk with some confusion and asked.

The old monk saw that Long Chao didn't believe him, and he didn't want to explain anything, but said with a pleasant face: "Amitabha, the donor doesn't need to ask more, just obey it." ”

"No need to ask? Who knows what kind of pill you're giving us, the demon monk? If it's a pill that confuses the mind, wouldn't it be played with by you, a demon monk, in the palm of your hand? Long Chao said and threw away the pill in his hand.

Lewen didn't suspect that the old monk was so much, so he put the pill into his mouth without thinking about it and swallowed it.

The old monk saw that Le Wen took the pill, and said with a smile: "Hehe, since this donor has taken the pill, let's take a break in this guest hall, if the donor really wants to see if the old man is snoring like playing the guqin while sleeping, then the old man will now take a look at the alder, but before the next time, the female donor must be asked to leave the guest hall." ”

"You old monk, do you look down on women? Why are they able to watch here, and why can't this girl? Ding Ke'er saw that the old monk actually made a look of asking her to leave the guest hall, and glanced at the old monk with some annoyance.

"The old man doesn't have this intention, it's just that the old man is resting here, and there is a female donor here, and the old man is a little inconvenient, and I hope the female donor will understand." The old monk faced Ding Ke'er's question and explained unhurriedly.

"Hmph...... It's not uncommon for this girl to see an old monk napping. Ding Ke'er snorted with some disdain, and then turned around and left the guest hall.

When the old monk saw that Ding Ke'er was gone, he lay down on the couch, but after a while, he began to snore.

But the strange thing is that the snoring sound that Lewen heard from the old monk was a very rhythmic, pleasant sound like playing a guzheng.

The snoring sound that came into Long Chao's ears was as harsh as noise, and he was upset when he heard it, so he just proposed to stay in the guest hall for a while, and then turned around and left with a scolding grin.

"What a thing, I thought this old monk was really as magical as my brother said, and I thought it was just a trick!"

Long Chao walked out of the guest hall full of displeasure, and then looked at Lewen leisurely kneeling on the futon, closing his eyes slightly, as if he had entered a good situation, which made him puzzled.