In a place on the top of this mountain, only the little monk is in charge, and this temple is different from what Qi Qian has seen outside, without magnificent buildings and beautiful carved beams and painted columns.

The temple is small, very dilapidated, and there are very few people.

Except for the little monk they had seen at the beginning, when they entered the hall, they saw only one monk, who was about thirty or forty years old.

Seeing them come in, he also folded his hands and nodded, bowed, and then made a gesture to signal them to come over with incense.

In the middle of the largest hall is placed a Buddha statue, this Buddha statue, although Qi Qian does not know much about the various gods of the Buddhist family, but also knows the basic characteristics of Shakyamuni Buddha.

But the Buddha statue in front of him is clearly not.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva. Abbreviated as Manjushri Bodhisattva, translated as 'wonderful virtue', 'wonderful auspiciousness' more worship, after all, you are so stupid, let the Bodhisattva bless you with more wisdom. ”

Qi Qian: "You said the opposite." ”

After the two of them finished offering incense to Master Qingshan in the back room, they knelt on the futon and worshiped the Bodhisattva seriously.

When Qi Qian was seriously worshipping the Buddha, Xiao Chen leaned against the door frame and looked at her, enduring a lot of things in his eyes, and finally looked up at Manjushri Bodhisattva at the top.

Qi Qian bowed and motioned to Xiao Chen: "You don't worship?" ”

Xiao Chen: "Although it is very disrespectful to say here, I still want to say that I believe in myself more than believing in these empty things, and I will fight for what I want." ”

If he had to make a wish: he wanted her to be safe and happy all her life, and her wish would come true.

Qi Qian's arrangement this afternoon was to sleep or play games, and since he was pulled over by Xiao Chen, he was just right to relax.

She planned to wander around the temple, but she didn't dare to go deeper because of the trees, and the devil knew if she would encounter any beasts if she went any further.

She walked about a mile further and heard the sound of a tree branch, ...... was this?

She and Xiao Chen glanced at each other, stepped forward curiously, and then saw a person, to be precise, a monk cutting trees, holding an axe, cutting trees very hard.

Perhaps hearing the movement behind him, the monk who was cutting the tree stopped and looked back.

Qi Qian, who saw the monk's face clearly, was surprised: "Master? ”

Isn't this the master she met a few months ago who gave her Buddhist beads while filming?

But at that time, she was not in H City, and the master she met was in Sichuan and Chongqing, and there were five or six provinces across Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Seeing Qi Qian's eyes lit up, the master immediately walked over and handed the axe in his hand to Qi Qian's hand as a matter of course: "Great, I met you again, come and help me cut down this tree." ”

Qi Qian: "......"

How did she become a tool man for no reason?

"Master, do you live in this temple?"

Master: "Of course not, how can I live here in such a dilapidated temple, I came here to say hello." ”

Qi Qian didn't understand, and asked curiously, "Daoxi?" ”

What a joy this temple has.

"The bald donkey is dead, of course I have to come over to say goodbye."

Qi Qian was silent: "......"

Qi Qian walked over with an axe and grudged, aiming at the position where the master had cut just now, she went down with the axe, and immediately there was a crack.

The master sat on the grass very casually, and did not dislike the dirty ground, and then took out a bottle...... Orange juice to drink.

A bottle of soda, what is even more exaggerated is that this bottle of drink is still endorsed by Qi Qian, and her photo is printed on it.