The ancient Guoan Temple has been built as early as the previous dynasty, and it has a history of hundreds of years, and after climbing the stone steps, you can see that the whole temple falls in a lush forest, and the surrounding trees and flowers add infinite brilliance to this majestic and magnificent temple, with an endless sky, giving people an enduring sense of mystery.

The temple is full of people, most of them are pilgrims who have come after hearing that the host has finished the tour, each carrying a basket in his hand, and there are all kinds of incense offerings in the basket, which looks particularly pious.

Jun Wuxin and others walked to the center of the main hall, crossed the threshold, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved from the whole wood, and there was already a long queue next to the Buddha statue, just to pray for a happy family and many children in front of the Buddha statue.

At this time, an old monk who looked quite prestigious, walked up to them, greeted them, and they immediately bowed back.

"This distinguished guest must be the Twelve Princes, right? The poor monk is a great acquaintance of the Guoan Temple, and the previous host has specially explained that the poor monk is good to entertain the prince. ”

"Master Lao Trouble has thanked the host for this king."

"Amitabha"

They did not want to attract unnecessary attention, so they lined up with the crowd, and when it was their turn, it was almost noon, although Jun Wuxin and Changqing knew that they could not ask for such many sons and blessings, but they still worshiped with a pious heart.

"The guest hall has prepared food for you, you can go with the poor monks."

Seeing that Jun Wuxin and the others had finished their visit, he stepped forward and said.

"Thank you, Master."

Immediately, the group left the hall and went to the backyard.

The backyard is slightly smaller than the main hall, but there are several huge Bodhi trees, although it is autumn, but it is still so tall and green, in this context stroll in the temple, listen to the deep and distant bells, there is a unique artistic conception.

When he was about to reach the wing, two monks came up to him, and one of them was dressed as if he was the host, while the monk next to him, who looked older than the host, had been staring at him with strange eyes after seeing Wuxin, and he was still muttering something in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Amitabha, the twelve princes are fine, and the poor monks are empty."

"You don't have to be polite."

Compared with the famous host, Changqing is more interested in the master next to the host, and the Buddha light around him is not like a lifetime of accumulation.

"What do you call this master? Why do you keep staring at my husband? ”

To everyone's surprise, the master beside the host did not reply as kindly as a monk, but instead shifted his gaze to Jun Wuxin's face with a long expression, and the complicated meaning was even stronger.

"Uncle Shi?"

The host saw that the twelfth prince had not received an answer because of the princess's inquiry, and his face had slowly become bad, but the uncle still didn't reply, so he had to hurriedly remind in a low voice.

"Poor Monk Law No. No Crossing"

"As for why... This is a heavenly opportunity, and the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed, and the donor is not to blame. ”

"There is nothing unsightly in this king, master, please speak directly."

This master Wudu directly confessed, and he didn't seem to want to say it, but Jun Wuxin didn't want his wife's curiosity to be unsatisfied, and the master's eyes just now made him feel very uncomfortable, so he insisted on asking for an answer.

"Okay, husband, don't embarrass this master, I'm a little hungry, let's go to the wing room to eat first, Rui'er must be hungry too."

"Mm-hmm, Rui'er is hungry."

Although he was not hungry, but Aunt Changqing said that he was hungry, then he was hungry.

Changqing actually wanted to get to the bottom of it, but 748 suddenly reminded her that there was indeed something unusual about the master opposite, and suggested that it was better for her not to continue asking in front of everyone, so as not to end badly, so she changed the topic.

When leaving, she couldn't help but take a special look at Master Wudu, her eyes full of inquiry.