Lin Zichen could be sure that this monk was contacting someone, otherwise he would not have deliberately made his movements so hidden.

But he didn't say anything, after all, if someone led the way, it was always faster, and what he needed was time.

Afterwards, Lin Zichen and the others followed the monks on a mountain road.

At the southern foot of Longxue Mountain, there is basically a wild mountain with no artificial signs, if there is no way, it is really difficult to find the right way, and this monk has indeed bought time for Lin Zichen.

There is a temple on the mountainside, and the mountain mist surrounds it, and the occasional warbler cry in the quiet environment seems a little pleasant.

In the courtyard, several gray-clothed monks swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the monks' robes were all made of cotton, and it could be seen that the temperature in the mountains was very low.

The door of the hall is divided into left and right, three old monks who look seventy or eighty years old walked out, the clothes of the old monks are different from those of other monks, they are all yellow monk clothes, and the ring scars on the top of the head are also different, the other monks in the temple are mostly three or six ring scars, and the three old monks are all nine.

The three old monks walked out of the main hall, with a peaceful smile on their faces, the old monks walking in the middle of the white beard drooped their chests, the instrument was extraordinary, although it was obviously more than eighty years old, but the face was ruddy, the body was straight, except for the vicissitudes of wrinkles and wisps of white beard on the face, there was no sign of old age at all.

As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, a middle-aged monk on the side trotted all the way to the three of them.

"Abbot, just now Yuan Feng sent a message saying that someone is coming down the mountain." The middle-aged monk said.

Hearing this, the octogenarian monk frowned slightly, looked at each other with the other two old monks, and said, "Coming?" ”

"Abbot, it should be the person the witch said, right?"

The abbot nodded: "It's getting late, it won't be the donor who comes to give alms, it should be, it's coming, I'm waiting here." ”

"Abbot, what the spirit woman said...... This benefactor should be Lin Ye of the Tianwu List. The old monk beside him said.

The abbot was silent for a moment when he heard this, then nodded and smiled: "No matter who comes to my Luoshan Temple, it is related to my Buddha, and it is entrusted by the Lingpo, so I should be well entertained." ”

The abbot looked around the courtyard and said, "I tell you not to leave your meditation room tonight, you come with me and receive distinguished guests in my meditation room!" ”

After saying that, the abbot turned around and walked to the backyard, and the other two old monks followed.

Entering the meditation room, there were only three old monks left, and the abbot looked at the other two and said, "Huiji, Huizhen, what do you think?" ”

At this time, the abbot no longer had the smile on his face just now, but a serious face, with a kind of majesty that was rarely seen on weekdays.

Hui Ji and Hui Zhen glanced at each other, and Hui Ji said, "Abbot, this time the Ling Po really gave us a hard bone, Lin Ye...... But it's official! ”

"Yes, although we are martial artists, since we are official people, if we offend, we will really get into trouble, abbot, we still need to think about it in the long run." Hui Zhen said.

Hearing this, the abbot smiled slightly: "Hehe, in fact, what you said is not wrong, Lin Ye should be a hard bone, but ...... Have you ever thought that this might be an opportunity for us too? ”

"Opportunity?" Both of them answered at the same time.

The abbot just smiled and said nothing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an incomprehensible charm in his gaze.

"Abbot, you can't be talking about ......" said Huiji's expression with a touch of shock, and Huizhen was the same, his expression immediately changed.

"Hehe, it's been more than thirty years, and the opportunity is ...... Finally here, Hui Zhen, you still take a disciple to the door and wait, sometimes this kind of master is very arrogant, and he is already angry if he doesn't greet him well. The abbot said.

"Yes, Abbot."

followed the little monk all the way up the mountain, until it was dark, and Lin Zichen saw a building that was not too tall appeared in the mountain fog not far away.

After all, in the deep mountains, there is no need to decorate the temple very magnificently, so the tallest building in the temple is the two-story hall.

"That's the Rocking Temple, right?" Lin Zichen said.

The little monk nodded: "Yes, donor, because the location of our Luoshan Temple is blocked by the mountain due east, so every day when we really feel the direct sun is in the afternoon, that is, before the sun is about to set, so it is called Luoshan Temple." ”

"Damn, are you leaders stupid? When building a temple, you don't choose a place. Sang Tianlei sneered.

"This donor, it has been three or four hundred years since the completion of the Luoshan Temple, in fact, it was not like this at the beginning, because the mountain is slowly deforming, and the growth of tall plants is difficult to suppress, which blocks the east of our temple." The little monk said.

Lin Zichen nodded: "This is also possible, in a few hundred years, everything will change in the world, mountains and rivers, Tianlei, don't talk nonsense, we are ready to enter the temple." ”

After Lin Zichen said this, Chen Weilong and Sang Tianlei became vigilant at the same time, this can be regarded as a kind of code word, usually only in the execution of tasks Lin Zichen will emphasize preparation, but today ...... Apparently signaling to them as well.

Approaching Luoshan Temple, Lin Zichen looked at the surrounding environment, in fact, it was not quiet, but it seemed a little bleak.

Most of the surrounding trees have withered, the dead leaves are all over the ground, and the branches are bare, after all, this Longxue Mountain is cold all year round, no matter what, it is also very depressed and sad.

The patent leather on the temple door has long been tattered, and the copper-colored knocker is almost black.

A monk walked out of the door, and when he saw Lin Zichen and a few people, he folded his hands, saying Amitabha Buddha, although Lin Zichen was not a person in the Buddhist door, but he was also a chief salute.

"Senior brother, these donors have Master Huiyuan on their waists."

Hearing this, the monk in the door glanced at Lin Zichen and the others, and immediately nodded, clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "A few donors come with me." ”

After speaking, the monk turned around and walked inside, but Lin Zichen was slightly stunned, this Luoshan Temple is located in a barren mountain range, and it is not surprising that the monk occasionally comes to a donor? And not only is it not surprising, it seems to have been expected.

Thinking of this, he nodded secretly, this is not unusual, just now the little monk secretly sent a message, presumably the people in the temple already knew that they were coming.

It stands to reason that a temple would not make Lin Zichen so vigilant, but after all, it was Lingpo who asked them to come, and she said...... Wu Shuang'er is also here, obviously this Luoshan Temple is definitely not simple.

Walking into the courtyard, Lin Zichen could see that everything in the yard looked very shabby, but what made him fresh was that there was no one in the yard, which was a little strange.

"Master, how many people are there in this Luoshan Temple?" Lin Zichen said.

"Donor, my temple is an ancient temple, although it is poor, but there are many monks, a total of seventy-three people, occasionally some lay disciples come to the temple to practice meditation, sometimes more than 100 people."

Lin Zichen nodded and smiled, that's right, not to mention a hundred people, the Luoshan Temple is not big, but there is not a single person in the courtyard to accommodate seventy-three monks, which is not normal in itself.

However, Lin Zichen didn't say anything, followed the monk into a path, and across the path was where the main hall of the temple was located, and there were three monks standing in front of the main hall, the middle of which was about seventy or eighty years old, and behind him were two middle-aged monks, who should be his disciples.

Seeing Lin Zichen and a few people walking in, the old monk stepped forward: "Amitabha, Lord Lin, the old man is waiting here." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zichen affirmed his thoughts, it seems that not only the little monk notified the Luoshan Temple, but the Lingpo has also said hello here, this time he really jumped into the trap laid by others.

"There is Master Lao, but I don't have the leisure to discuss Buddhism with the master, and I came here to find Master Huiyuan this time." Lin Zichen got straight to the point, after all, he didn't have time to chat with these monks.

Hui Zhen nodded: "Donor, then come with me to the meditation room." ”

Lin Zichen hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Walking to the door of the abbot's meditation room, Lin Zichen looked at this meditation room, although it was obviously more solemn than the door of other meditation rooms, but it was still very shabby, obviously, the economic situation of this Luoshan Temple should be average.

"Lord Lin, this is the abbot's meditation room, and I ask other donors to stay for the time being."

Hearing this, Sang Tianlei said: "Don't come to this set, don't want to play any tricks, let me tell you the old bald donkey, it's better to let Wu Shuang'er go, don't make these useless!" ”

As he spoke, Sang Tianlei raised his fist, but Hui Zhen did not show fear, he smiled slightly, and smiled a little kindly: "Don't be angry, this is the pure land of Buddhism, I hope you understand." ”

Sang Tianlei was about to speak, but Lin Zichen shook his head: "Tianlei, you are guarding in front of the door." ”

"But Zichen ......"

"Listen to me, if I can't see the frost, I will definitely not let this Luoshan Temple have a good time!"

After speaking, Lin Zichen lifted the curtain and walked in, but it was his last sentence that made Huizhen's face change slightly.

Walking into the meditation room, Lin Zichen saw two other old monks, although they were dressed similarly, but he fell on the abbot's body at a glance, after all, that aura was incomparable to others.

"This is the abbot, Master Huiyuan."

Lin Zichen looked at the old monk's face sinking like water, calm and relaxed, and secretly said, he is Master Huiyuan, and he will never be wrong.

Hearing this, Abbot Huiyuan opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Master Lin, the old man has been waiting for a long time. ”

"It seems that the spirit woman has already told the master, so don't waste time, hand over Wu Shuang'er." Lin Zichen said indifferently.

Huiyuan sighed when he heard this: "Donor, this matter ...... I'm afraid the old man can't call the shots. ”

"Huh? Hehe, this Luoshan Temple is managed by the master, if you can't call the shots, do you want to support me to the Red Witch Clan? Lin Zichen's voice was full of anger, and it was obvious that his patience had reached its limit.

Hui Yuan naturally could hear the meaning of his words, he showed a little helplessness, and said: "No, Lao Wei didn't want to say that the Red Witch Clan could call the shots, but ...... Only the Buddha can call the shots! ”

"What? Master Huiyuan, I don't have any interest in joking now, do you mean that I want to ask the Buddha for someone? ”

Hearing this, Huiyuan got up and sighed: "Donor, Wu Shuang'er is related to the safety of the Wu clan and my Luoshan Temple, and even the people of Miaojiang!" ”