Chapter 807: Faith in this thing

Dustless was born in Tanga Temple, and his skills are also extraordinary.

He looked gentle and polite, looking like a master who didn't care about everything, and all he practiced was hard kung fu.

One punch and one kick, hard as iron.

After another collision, Yan Tao's brows frowned slightly, she touched her sore fist, and her peach blossom eyes blinked, "Wuchen, your fist is too hard, be careful that you can't marry a daughter-in-law." ”

The corners of Wuchen's mouth twitched, and he moved his right arm.

The right arm in the monk's robe was dangling, apparently dislocated.

Dislocation is also very painful.

He pursed his thin lips with a touch of paleness, and stood back, "First of all, I don't need a daughter-in-law, and secondly, ...... Who are we going to do it? ”

He just stiffened his fist, and Yan Tao took off his right arm this time.

"I was a little excited just now, I'll help you install it again," the handsome young man smiled like a little fox, his black peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and he frowned when he saw the ground, covered it with his left hand, and installed it with two clicks.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the sound of the bell rang, and Wuchen frowned slightly, "It's been a little delayed, let's go to the abbot to get something first." ”

Yan Tao smiled, thinking about who had left something for her here.

After greeting Yu Lin and the others, Yan Tao took a shortcut into the inner courtyard of Tanga Temple.

The inner courtyard of the temple is not allowed to enter, and the gate seems to separate the two worlds, the outside is full of people and noisy, and the inside is quiet and comfortable, lingering in the unique atmosphere of the temple.

When I crossed the threshold, seven or eight cats, large and small, lay lazily on the side of the red wooden door, leaning leisurely against the door and licking their paws.

Hearing that someone was coming, he waited for his round eyes to look at it, and after a lazy glance, he lowered his head to lick his paws, with a noble posture.

"This is fed by the brothers in the temple, there were two at the beginning, and after a long time, the surrounding cats have taken this as a nest."

Wuchen smiled, leading the way before, Young Master Yan put one hand in his pocket and walked leisurely on the path.

Tanja Temple is very old, and the ginkgo trees on both sides of the road are lush and green, and the branches and leaves are intertwined in one place, almost forming a natural barrier to shield from the scorching sun.

"Uncle Wuchen, you're back."

"I've seen Uncle Shi."

"Uncle Shi is a good ......"

Yan Tao turned out of the path, and it happened that a group of monks turned out with books, and first performed Buddhist salutes to Wuchen, and then stood up straight and looked at the people brought in by Wuchen.

It's a teenager, a boy as clear as jade.

Young Master Yan smiled and nodded, the monks still had lessons to do, and after seeing the ceremony, they turned to another way.

"I can't see it, you're quite old."

Among the monks who saw the ceremony just now, there were people of all ages, and the oldest looked at them in their thirties and forties, and they also called Uncle Wuchen.

Wuchen smiled slightly, "Because I am the abbot who accepts apprentices on behalf of the teacher." ”

"Hmm," the young man casually touched his chin, his peach blossom eyes scorching, "It seems that your talent is good, and you are naturally suitable to be a monk." ”

Dustless ...... "Are you praising me?" ”

Yan Tao nodded of course: "Of course." ”

Dust-free ...... Hehe.

They were going to a side hall dedicated to Avalokiteshvara.

The young man stopped in front of the solemn and majestic Buddha hall, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the plaque hanging in front of the hall.

Belief is a thing that has always been believed, and if you don't believe, you don't have it.

What is the Buddha's way, there has never been a star field.

Star Fields only advocates the strong, and whoever is strong can become a believe.

Someone else's faith, your own faith.