"This is Sanno Temple." Standing at the gate of the temple, looking at the powerful characters of "Shanneng Temple" on the plaque above, Conan couldn't help but sigh.

"Some history, right?" Looking at the quaint house structures around him and the walls that had obviously experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain, Asaoba couldn't help but nod secretly.

"Don't look at Shanneng Temple, it's not very big, but it's also complete." Conan nodded, "The so-called three feet above the head has a god, it's probably this height, right?" ”

"Your gods are all squatting on the roof?" Asa Yu said angrily, "Let's go quickly." As he spoke, he took the lead on the staircase to get started.

"Oops, Mr. Maori." Seeing Maori Kogoro and the others entering the temple, several figures greeted them, and the man with a straight face who was dressed in monk's clothes took the lead and shook hands with Maori warmly, "I'm really sorry, please come all the way here, I am the monk of Shanneng Temple who called to apply before, Long Yuan." ”

Looking carefully at the top of Long Yuan's head, Qianyu has a feeling of irony, perhaps it is the memory of his previous life, Qianyu's subconscious has always believed that monks are bald, and have been eating fasting and chanting Buddha, but in front of him, Longyuan monk of Shanneng Temple has a dense black hair, although he is also shaved flat, but it has nothing to do with baldness.

In fact, this is a little taken for granted, Japan is the same as China, there are monks, but because of the difference in teachings, the local popular monks in Japan are different from the general Theravada Buddhism, and the requirements for the doctrine are not very strict, in Japan, many monks do not shave their hair, and even eat meat to marry a wife, etc., which is also the difference between cultures.

"Let me introduce you, this is Yuanhai, the presiding officer of this temple." With one hand, Long Yuan pointed to an old man in his sixties wearing a robe beside him and smiled at Maori and introduced, "Preside over the affairs of this temple." ”

The old man is quite in line with the image of a monk in Qianyu's mind, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a clear face, seeing everyone looking at him, he just folded his hands and smiled slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"As for these three, they are the benefactors of this temple." Long Yuan turned around and gave the three meanings on his right-hand side to Maori, "This is Mr. Sakura Masazo, who runs an antique shop on Teramachi Road. ”

"Are you the famous Mori Kogoro?" The short and fat man, dressed in an expensive suit, who looked like a big toad, smiled at Maori, "It's really famous all over the world." ”

"Hey, really?" Although Maori Kogoro was also a little speechless about this person's appearance, when he heard the latter praise himself like this, his bones suddenly lightened, and he hurriedly laughed, "I didn't even know I was so famous!" ”

"This is the young master who can play the water wake, Harutaro Mizuo." Long Yuan pointed to another man who looked quite young and said with a smile.

"Noh drama...... "Asa Yu suddenly raised his eyebrows with a little interest.

Asaba has heard a little about Noh play, a genre unique to Japan, and the so-called "Noh" is a general term for "Shikisanban", "Noh", and "Kyogen". "Noh" is a classical musical and dance drama, and "Kyogen" is a short play performed during the intermission of "Noh". All three types of performances are traditional dramas performed by Noh musicians, but they are unique to each other depending on the opera, theatrical techniques, and actors. Since it is a drama genre, it will naturally be divided into many genres, and this water wake is also one of them.

"This is Mr. Taiga Saijo, who runs a second-hand bookstore." Long Yuan introduced the last man wearing round-rimmed glasses to everyone, and the man also greeted everyone with a smile, looking good-tempered.

When he saw Saijo Taihe, Asa Yu frowned slightly, but it didn't take long for him to turn his gaze to Monk Long Yuan in confusion, and finally stopped at the presiding over Yuanhai.

In Qianyu's feelings, the people in front of him seem to have some things that they are very familiar with, as if their habits and every move are inexplicably similar to their own, but they can't say where they are similar, so they can only frown tightly.

"It's said that it's the donor, but in fact, we're all fellow kendo fans." The host Yuanhai smiled slightly, and said softly, although the voice was very soft, but he could hear that he was full of energy, without the slightest feeling of an elderly person, "Usually we just exchange kendo together." ”

"I see!" Qianyu suddenly brightened up, no wonder he had a familiar feeling, it turned out that these people had all practiced kendo!

"Kendo?" Conan was immediately interested when he heard this, lowered his head and whispered to Asa Yu, "Did you hear that, these people have practiced kendo!" What can you see not? ”

"What do you think of me?" Asa Yu glanced at Conan with some amusement, "My feeling can only be barely guessed when they exude their breath, and now they don't have the slightest spirit and meaning of confrontation with others, they are completely ordinary people, if it weren't for what they said, I wouldn't have been able to tell." However, that host Yuanhai should be quite strong. ”

"Pretty strong, how strong?" Conan raised an eyebrow in interest, "Can I beat you?" ”

"Can this be compared?" Qian Yu smiled helplessly, "Although kendo will become more and more refined with age, but people's strength and energy are limited, there may be some old people who are skilled enough, but others are just going to fight him, and you can't guarantee who will win." It's not like people get older and stronger. However, in my opinion, if this old monk is ten years younger, he is probably a fanshi. ”

"Fans?" Conan was taken aback, "Isn't that more powerful than you?" He once remembered that in the antique collector murder incident, Asa Yu once told him that his strength was about seven dans, basically stronger than ordinary priests, and Fan Shi had at least the qualifications of priests in eight dans, which suddenly made Conan startled, could it be that this old monk is still a sweeping monk or something?

"Or a top-notch priest." Asa Yu shrugged his shoulders, "But this doesn't mean anything, now let me get bigger, I'll fight ten of this kind of old man." ”

"Just blow it." Conan cut off disdainfully, "That guy at Hattori calls himself the No. 1 Young Swordsman in Osaka, and he didn't dare to be so crazy." ”

"That black skin can't beat me." Asa Yu shrugged again, "You didn't know him when he lost to me before." ”

"By the way, as far as I know, there seems to be a Buddha statue in your temple that only opens once in twelve years, right?" Conan and the two were arguing, but Maori's focus had shifted to the Buddha statue in the temple, "Is this true?" ”

"That's right." The host of Yuanhai chuckled and said, "That is the main Buddha of this temple, the Medicine Buddha." ”

"I heard that the day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow, right? The Buddha statue can be opened to the public again. Xiaolan said happily, "Actually, this time we are also here to take advantage of it." ”

"That's great." A smile appeared on the face of the host of Yuanhai, "I think that the Medicine Master Buddha will be very happy if he knows about it." ”

"Huh?" Qianyu frowned slightly, and he seemed to notice that at the moment of mentioning the Medicine Master Nyorai Buddha statue, Monk Long Yuan's face seemed to darken slightly.