Calming his somewhat chaotic heart, Huizhi raised his feet and left the room, leaving behind the unfinished chess game in the room and the tea that was still bubbling with white mist on the table.

……

Chen Mengtian led Ning'er and An'er into the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the Dayin Temple.

The entrance is three solemn and solemn, sacred Buddha statues.

The Buddha statue in the middle is the Buddha Shakyamuni, the left is the Amitabha Buddha of the Western Elysium, and the right is the Buddha of the Western Glass World.

Looking at these three Buddha statues, Chen Mengtian's hand let go of the child, she hung her head with both hands, and then put down her hand, looking at the monks around the hall and a few pilgrims.

Suzaku stepped forward at this time and asked in a low voice: "Master, I'll take someone to investigate first?" ”

"Well, go ahead." As soon as Chen Mengtian finished speaking, Suzaku took people away.

Soon, Chen Mengtian was attracted to one person.

The man was a monk, and his face was that of a young man, but his eyebrows were white, and even his eyelashes were snow-white.

Just as she was looking at each other, Master Yichen's all-encompassing eyes were also staring at Chen Mengtian.

Chen Mengtian stood still and didn't continue to walk, and Master Yichen walked towards the door.

The two passed by, and Chen Mengtian clearly heard Amitabha Buddha ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, something flashed through Chen Mengtian's mind, she turned her head suddenly, stared at Shiyi and asked, "Is there only one person in Xiliang Kingdom who can wear a white monk's robe?" ”

“…… Be. Shiyi also quickly understood something.

Chen Mengtian narrowed his eyes and stared directly at the back of Master Yichen, "Master Yichen, please stay!" ”

The monk in front of him really stopped.

The taste in Chen Mengtian's heart is only known to herself.

It was a sour and angry thing that had been hidden.

When she saw Xuan Jue and Qingyuan wearing white robes before, she didn't think much about it, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

However, after stepping into the Dayin Temple, she realized that the monks here were all wearing cyan monk's robes.

Master Yichen not far away was wearing a white monk's robe, which was the same white monk's robe as Xuanjue and Qingyuan.

In Xiliang Kingdom, only the abbot of Huguo Temple will have such privileges, so Xuanjue and Qingyuan also wear white monk's robes, which shows that they are different, or they are licensed by others.

To put it another way, Master Yichen has long known where Jiang Zebei has been all these years, and even concealed it.

Master Yichen, who was called out, slowly turned around, his smile was kind, the light under his eyes was clear, and there was a compassionate light that embraced all things.

Chen Mengtian narrowed his eyes, and his stunning face was full of suppressed anger, "Does the master know who I am?" ”

Master Yichen's smile was still cordial: "Amitabha, the poor monk knows that the lady is Mrs. Wu'anhou." ”

Chen Mengtian looked at Master Yichen, those eyes that knew what was going on, her face was a little restrained and distorted, "You already knew that Jiang Zebei was here!" ”

She said this in a very affirmative tone, and the expression on Master Yichen's face did not change when she heard this.

He didn't hide anything, and said with a smile: "Yes, it was I who sent him to the Great Yin Temple five years ago. ”

The indifference in Chen Mengtian's eyes instantly turned into anger: "You dare!" It's not that you don't know that I'm looking for him, I've been looking for him with my child for seven years, and you've been hiding it for so many years, why are you so cruel as a Buddhist! ”

The separation of these seven years is so cruel to Chen Mengtian, and the psychological and physical torture she endured will make her remember it for the rest of her life.