When she arrived at the door of the main hall, Ran Ying screamed as if she had suddenly seen something terrifying, and sat on the ground with her butt back.

Everyone was shocked.

Yu Wentai hurriedly ran over in two steps: "What's wrong?" ”

But I saw a monk standing in the threshold wearing a gray cotton robe covered with patches, with a very great figure, clasped his palms and lowered his eyebrows and sang to Ran Ying, and said gently: "I have an ugly face, which scares the little donor." ”

Yu Wentai stretched out his hand to pick up Ran Ying and protect her behind him, and then raised his eyes to look at the monk.

I saw that his eyes were crooked, his nose was rotten, and his face was full of red tumors of all sizes. Not to mention Ran Ying, even Yuwentai couldn't help but be a little frightened when he saw it.

Ran Ying walked out from behind Yu Wentai and saluted the ugly monk: "Ah Ying is ignorant, I offended the master just now." Please don't blame Master. ”

"Where. The little donor was polite. The monk squinted and shook his head, as if smiling, his tone still warm.

Yu Wentai asked, "Master came just in time." Why is there no one in the temple today? ”

The ugly monk said, "The monks have all gone out for today, and they will be released tomorrow after noon." ”

"No wonder." Ran Ying secretly thought that they had come by coincidence, and there was no one in the temple, so it was convenient for them to investigate carefully.

The ugly monk said, "How about I take the two donors to wander around the temple for a while?" ”

Ran Ying smiled: "Won't you disturb Master's Qing Xiu?" ”

The ugly monk laughed: "Everything is practice, so why bother." ”

At this time, several guards turned back and whispered in Yuwentai's ear: "Lang Jun, there is nothing abnormal everywhere. ”

The group followed the ugly monk to enjoy the temple.

This White Horse Temple deserves to be the first temple in the Central Plains. In the temple, there are not only trees planted by the emperors of the past dynasties, but also treasures enshrined by the royal families of various dynasties.

In a moment, the morning clear and cloudless sky was filled with billowing clouds. The ugly monk looked up at the sky and said, "It seems to be snowing." Everyone, how about I go to the meditation room and make some hot tea? ”

Yu Wentai nodded: "Trouble Master." ”

Because she saw many rare treasures, Ran Ying's heart was very excited, and as soon as she sat down, she couldn't wait to ask: "I don't know Master's Dharma name yet." ”

The ugly monk boiled water and said, "I don't have a Dharma name. ”

"Why don't you have a legal name?" Ran Yingqi said.

The ugly monk said, "I don't have a monk's membership, and I have been in the back kitchen for decades in the monastery. My secular surname is Bao, so whether it is the monks in the temple or the good men and women who come to worship the Buddha, they all call me Bao monk. ”

Because the monks and nuns of this dynasty are all supported by the imperial court, the monkhood is not good. The ugly monk said this, and Yuwen Taizi also understood what was going on.

Ran Ying smiled and asked, "Then is it okay for me to call you Master Bao?" ”

The treasure monk smiled kindly: "The little donor is at his own convenience." ”

The three of them chatted for a while while drinking tea in the meditation room, and the rise and fall of the White Horse Temple. The monk said: "A few years ago, I learned some divination techniques with a stranger from outside the world, and now I am bored. ”

Ran Ying's eyes widened and she was very surprised: "Master can also divination!" All right! ”

Yuwentai looked at Ran Ying with a smile and nodded.

I saw that the treasure monk did not use tools and did not use hexagrams, but only sat cross-legged on the pu mat, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and chanted words in his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Yu Wentai and Ran Ying stared at him curiously. At this time, even his terrifying appearance did not feel ugly.

After a while, the treasure monk opened his eyes, smiled slightly, his eyes wandered on the faces of the two for a while, and he said gently: "The future of Lang Jun and the lady cannot be said. ”

Yu Wentai was a little displeased when he heard this, and before he could speak, Ran Ying leaned over and asked, "Why can't you say it?" ”

The treasure monk didn't look at Ran Ying, but looked at Yuwentai with a pair of crooked eyes, and said, "The cause of the past, the effect today." ”

Yu Wentai suddenly trembled in his heart for some reason, and he didn't dare to ask any more, so he saluted the treasure monk: "Let's go out and visit the temple." Then he pulled Ran Ying out of the meditation room.

Ran Ying was confused: "What's wrong?" What are you doing in such a hurry? I haven't even asked yet! ”

Yuwentai suddenly became impatient: "What is there to ask about the gods?" What annoys me the most about these divination and fortune-tellers is that they are all ambiguous and untrue. ”

Ran Ying didn't know why he suddenly became irritable, she just thought that he didn't like these weird things, so she put away her playfulness and walked behind him honestly.

The group wandered around the temple for a while and came to the Daxiong Hall.

In the middle is dedicated to the three Buddhas, and eighteen arhats are enshrined around the four sides.

The two of them offered incense to the third Buddha, and went around the main hall to see the eighteen Arhats.

Some arhats also have statues of offerings standing underneath. When they walked to the Fuhu Arhat, they saw two words engraved on the pedestal of the offeror: Ran Yu.

Yuwentai saw it and asked, "Who is Ran Yu?" Also surnamed Ran...... But what is the relationship with your family? ”

Ran Ying thought about it carefully, it seemed that the King of Wu Mourning had a son named Ran Yu, and after the death of the King of Wu Mourning, he disappeared. Unexpectedly, he actually made offerings to the Buddha statue here during his lifetime.

Caught off guard, a clear voice came from outside the hall: "I see, Ran Yu was once named the king of Wuxing." White Horse Wuxing, it turns out that this is the meaning. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Ran Ying was startled and looked out of the hall.

The person who walked in was slender and handsome, with a white jade crown and half a bundle of long hair, a white dress, wide sleeves and a belt, a snow-white fox fur, black hair scattered on his shoulders, and a green jade flute pinned to his waist, and his clothes fluttered like a breeze under the forest.

What is extremely incommensurate with his immortal-like temperament is that behind him are two teams of about twenty black-clothed guards, all with sharp blades on their waists, and they are murderous.

"Gao Su." Ran Ying was stunned. How is he in Luoyang?

Yuwentai immediately realized that the situation was not good.

This was the second time he had seen Gao Su. Seeing this opponent who has repeatedly taken the lead here made Yuwentai a little frightened. This is a stronger enemy than Gao Huan.

When did he unknowingly step into this trap?

And Ran Ying, after seeing Gao Su, her eyes fell on a person behind him.

"Aohiko?" Her eyes widened, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Qing Yan, who was dressed in a green robe, walked behind Gao Su, with a cold face, not squinting, and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Since he said goodbye in Dongliang Prefecture, he has not appeared again. Now that he suddenly appeared here, Ran Ying secretly thought, could it be that he had always known the meaning of White Horse Wuxing?

How could he be with Gao Su?

As soon as Monaro and the others saw Gao Su coming in, they had already shown their weapons and protected Yuwentai and Ran Ying behind.

Ran Ying glared at Qing Yan, her voice trembling a little: "Qing Yan, you ...... How did you come to know Gao Su? ”

She is so smart and calculated, but she has never counted Qingyan who sacrificed her life to save her several times.

Aohiko looked at her and didn't speak.

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