Chapter Seventy-Three: The Zen Room Flowers and Trees Are Deep

Seeing the undisguised curiosity on Xinyan's face, Chunting smiled slightly and continued.

"Although after such a thing happens, everyone will have no intention of falling asleep because of thinking about today's events, but people's energy is limited, and after some thought, everyone will inevitably fall into sleepiness and want to relieve today's pressure in their sleep."

"And if everyone is really in a side room, then everyone will not be able to have a comfortable sleep, so that tomorrow will not be able to maintain a state of mind, which is really a bit more than worth the loss."

Speaking of this, Chun Ting suddenly looked at Xin Yan with a meaningful gaze, and his mouth did not hide his true thoughts in the slightest.

"Master Xinyan, although we can roughly confirm that today's attack has nothing to do with Daxiangguo Temple, but the so-called heart of harming people is indispensable, and the heart of preventing people is indispensable, the reason why I will refuse the master's suggestion to let each of us have a room is actually another reason, that is, to ensure our safety."

"Although, as the master said, when we are resting in the meditation room, there will be the elders of your temple nearby to protect us, but in the case of each person having a separate meditation room, it is inevitable that something will not be taken care of, and if someone is attacked again, we really don't want to see it."

"That's why I asked the master to sort out three rooms for us, so that not only can we think about what happened today, but if there is really any emergency, if one person is attacked and the other person can also call for help in time, no matter from which point of view, such a choice can only be beneficial and harmless."

"Of course, my decision is not to question the master and be wary of the Great Xiangguo Temple, but when I go out, I need to be more careful in everything, and there is always nothing wrong with being prepared, master, right?"

"Amitabha, the donor is really far-sighted, and he can even see what happens after three steps while taking one step, and the poor monk is very impressed."

Although Chunting's implication was obviously that he was worried about everyone's safety, Xinyan was not angry about this, not only did he not complain about Chunting's distrust of him, but he revealed full appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Chunting.

"The poor monk is not an irritable person, and what the Spring Pavilion donor said is reasonable, no matter from that point of view, there is no problem with such a decision, how can the poor monk be angry because of this?"

Chunting seemed to have already guessed that Xin Yan would have such a reaction, he smiled slightly, and then looked into the distance.

"It's good that Master Xinyan didn't blame me for making my own decisions, but I have to say that the efficiency of your temple is still quite fast, you see, the monk you just ordered to tidy up the meditation room actually came back so quickly."

After hearing what Chunting said, we all looked in the direction he was looking at, but we could only see the depth of the night, and we couldn't see anyone at all.

And just when we thought it was just the illusion of the Spring Pavilion, we saw the monk who had just left walking out of the deep night, with brisk steps and a relaxed expression.

After really seeing the figure of this monk, we looked at Chunting with surprise on our faces, and were amazed by the depth of Chunting's eyes, and we could actually see the traces of this person accurately from such a dark night, this vision is by no means something ordinary people can have.

After seeing our surprised gaze, Chun Ting smiled faintly, and didn't explain much, as if all this was not worth mentioning, he just looked at the monk who was getting closer and closer, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his deep eyes.

Soon, the monk walked up to Xinyan's side and said respectfully to Xinyan.

"Elder, according to the instructions of this donor, the disciple has sorted out three clean meditation rooms, and all the donors can enter them at any time to rest."

Although Xin Yan only nodded slightly and didn't say much, it was not difficult to see from his satisfied expression that he appreciated this disciple's efficiency.

However, the expression of appreciation was fleeting, and when he spoke again, although the tone was still so soft, it was no longer mixed with any emotion.

"Good job, but I'm going to have to work hard for you tonight, and after a while, you and the other senior brothers will discuss on their own, and the twelve people will be divided into two groups to take turns patrolling around the meditation room, and no one will disturb our guests."

"The disciple obeys the elder's orders."

The monk did not raise any objection to Xinyan's request, he respectfully performed a Buddhist salute to Xinyan, and then walked to the eleven monks, apparently discussing the specific grouping of patrols on his own, as Xinyan said.

Xinyan didn't pay attention to the monk's actions, and after saying his request, he looked at us and made a gesture of invitation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the meditation room has been prepared, and I invite you poor monks to move to the meditation room for rest."

The person in charge of our group is naturally Chunting, after seeing Xinyan's appearance, he bent down slightly to express his gratitude, and at the same time said politely.

"Master Xinyan is kind-hearted, then it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate, and ask the master to lead the way, I am grateful."

Xinyan didn't speak, but replied with a smile, only to see him call out to Juekong on the side to walk with him, and then the two of them led us to the meditation room where we were resting.

Seeing this, Chunting did not hesitate more, but quickly followed the pace of Xinyan, after we saw Chunting's actions, we also did not hesitate more, and followed him one after another.

At the same time, the twelve monks also silently followed behind us, and the twelve of them were neatly aligned, looking like our guards, which gave us a little more inexplicable sense of security out of thin air.

There were no words along the way, and soon we went to the meditation room under the leadership of Xinyan and Juekong, and found that this place was really different from the previous wing.

The ancient poem Zeng Yun, the winding path leads to the secluded place, the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees, and what we see now is such a scene.

Although the structure is just as simple and not luxurious at all, the meditation room is surrounded by flowers and trees, which makes it feel warm to see.

Seeing that we were intoxicated by the warm atmosphere of this meditation room, Xinyan first pointed to the three houses standing side by side in front of him, and then pointed to the twelve monks who were deep in us, and then spoke.

"These three are the meditation rooms that have just been tidied up, and the donors can enter and rest now, and in order to express my apologies to the Great Xiangguo Temple, these twelve monks will be divided into two groups to take turns guarding the side, and the donors can call them if they need anything, and they don't have to be polite at all."