In the early morning of winter, even the diligent father-in-law of the sun all year round is lazy and unwilling to get up to work, and he finishes work early every day, which is even more discouraged.

Everyone has a lot of inertia, but for this, for that, people still have to overcome their inertia and do the work they don't like.

Of course, for Meng Li, there is nothing that must be done to dislike it, because the eldest of the heavens and the second of the earth, he Meng Li dares to say that he is the third, and there is really no disagreement in the Han Kingdom.

But this is such Meng Li, who is still very dissatisfied.

"That damn chicken~!"

After cursing viciously for the big that woke him up, Meng Li didn't sleep anymore, although our master of Ouchi used a thatched bed to be softer, but it was not as good as his own palace Ouchi, so Meng Li, who was not sleeping well at all, got up helplessly, dressed, and then Shi Shiran looked at the sunlight that had shone into the room for more than half a foot.

After casually eating some breakfast prepared by the guards, Meng Li covered his head and remembered his damn trip again, isn't this idle and having nothing to do to come out for a convulsion~!

How could the bored Meng Li take another look at the thatched bed, and walked around again with the steps that he thought were very emotional.

"Amitabha, the donor has gotten up~"

I don't know when, Meng Li, whose consciousness was still in a vague state, heard a Buddha name that he was very unhappy to hear, and opened his half-squinted eyes and saw this old monk meditating on a futon on top of the main hall.

"Hmm~!"

Meng Li, who consciously had no relationship with the Buddha, didn't want to discuss Buddhism with this old monk again, he didn't think about studying Buddhism, and there would be an emperor in the next life, after all, people's life and death, reincarnation is good once, for the wealth of the next life. Meng Li still really didn't have any expectations.

"Abbot~!"

When Meng Li, who was bored, was about to go out to visit the mountain scenery, the shiny little bald head greeted the rising sun, wiped his eyes and walked into the hall in a daze and shouted.

Obviously, this little bald head still hasn't woken up, it seems that this old monk is still good for this only little bald head on weekdays~!

Meng Li, who nodded with squinted blank eyes. Suddenly, a 'poof' smile~!

"Ahem~!"

Meng Li's sudden laughter naturally attracted the attention of the two bald heads and the two guards above the hall, and Meng Li, who was consciously out of shape, snorted twice and said that it was unintentional just now.

The laughter just now was naturally not unintentional, Meng Li saw the conversation between the old monk and the little monk and suddenly remembered a more interesting story in his previous life, or the longest story, how the story was told: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, there was an old monk and a little monk in the temple, and the old monk told a story to the little monk." What are you talking about? It is about a mountain once upon a time, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk and a little monk in the temple, and the old monk told stories to the little monk......"

This story, if you usually listen to it, you will only smile indifferently, I am used to hearing it usually, how can it still cause me to smile~!

But here. Meng Li said that he was not calm, isn't this a mountain. Isn't this a temple, isn't there just two monks in the temple, one old and one young, the worst thing is that the old monk touched the little monk's head and gave the little monk this story~

Of course, if it is placed in the previous life, it is even placed at the beginning of Meng Li's recent crossing. Meng Li will also tell his smile, after all, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, but now that he is the king of a country, how can he do such a asshole thing~

"Xiaoyuan, go. Bring a few cups of oil tea and let a few donors taste it~! ”

After the old monk got up, he habitually touched the little monk's bald head, and then commanded him.

"Yes, Abbot~!"

The little monk was not surprised, but he just answered and ran out, presumably to make tea.

"Abbot, what do you think of this world?"

Meng Li, who was in a mood made happy by the little story just now, looked moved, and suddenly asked.

The old monk turned his head to look at Meng Li as soon as he spoke, and waited until Meng Li finished asking this sentence, and the old monk's expression suddenly had a hint of clarity, and suddenly there was a hint of playfulness.

"Abbot?"

Looking at the old monk's eyes full of deep meaning staring at him, Meng Li said that he was not calm, he was a good man, and there were countless flowers in the back garden, but he didn't dare to mess around with you, Ji~!

"Buddha is destined to be a person~!"

Glancing at the young man in front of him who was full of the nobility of the superior at this moment, the old monk lowered his head and whispered to Meng Li.

"What?"

Meng Li, who thought he had heard it wrong, asked again, which minister usually doesn't maintain a good voice when he answers himself, but now this old monk is not, although Meng Li seems to hear his words clearly, but what am I asking, and what are you answering?

"Amitabha, donor, what does this huge red world have to do with poor monks, poor monks only need a piece of land and a temple~!"

After the old monk heard Meng Li's question, he just shook his head lightly and replied lightly.

"Of course, if the donor has a heart, please go to the White Horse Temple in Dunhuang~!"

Seeing that Meng Li was obviously very unhappy with his answer, the old monk threw out a topic that made Meng Li's expression move instantly.

White Horse Temple~!

Does this, the first temple built in the Eastern Han Dynasty, still exist in this world? It's just that how did his place move, from Luoyang in Henan to Dunhuang in the northwest, is the founder of this temple full of mush?

For religion, isn't it better to choose a place with more people~

Also, why did this old monk say that when he said the White Horse Temple, the obvious rejection was very obvious~!

It seems that he disagrees with it.

So, is there any hidden mystery in the White Horse Temple? Dunhuang, since it has its own secret treasury of the Han royal family, how can there be this famous White Horse Temple, is there any connection between this?

Meng Li knew that he couldn't get an answer from the old monk, perhaps, only by going to see it himself, to take a look, to know the secret of this White Horse Temple~!

Could it be that this White Horse Temple hides the Han Dynasty, or the secret of Buddhism? (To be continued......)