Niu'er didn't say a few words and was physically exhausted, although she still wanted to say a few more words to Wu Mian and Gui Hui. But after all, she has reached the point of running out of oil, and she is afraid that she will be too tired and implicated in her soul. The return used the requiem method to make the girl fall asleep. In her sleep, the little girl's mouth was still slightly closed, as if she was continuing to talk to them in a dream.

Looking at the girl's deep sleep, she sighed. After glancing at Wu Mian and the others, he said: "I know that Niu'er will be reborn in the next life, so we don't have to worry about it anymore." But her limit is just around the corner, and I still feel uncomfortable with the old man......"

At this time, after Xiao Rensan wiped a handful of tears, he said to the point of not returning: "Old immortal, you said that Niu is just a matter of the past few days." What day is it? ”

"She runs out of oil and the lamp is like a dry lamp, when she consumes all her energy, and people will leave." He took another closer look at the woman lying on the bed and fell asleep, and groaned for a moment. Then he continued: "Counting the days, she can survive tonight, after all, it will be tomorrow." If it is not frightened and stimulated, it should still be the same as Liu Xiu's time. Tomorrow night......"

At this time, Wu Mian thought that the atmosphere in the dormitory was too depressing. At that moment, he walked towards the outside of the palace by himself, and said as he walked: "Niu'er is asleep, then I will go out to breathe." ”

"Let's go out for a walk together" watched Wu Mian leave, and set up a formation beside Niu again. Then followed the white-haired man towards the outside of the palace: "Let Niu'er have a good rest, she is very tired, and she won't wake up in three or four hours." ”

After the four of them walked out of the palace, they still felt uncomfortable staying in the palace. Anyway, Niu'er won't wake up for a while, and the four of them plan to go out of the palace at the moment. It still didn't take a long time to think that they hadn't gone to the White Horse Temple yet, and suggested going there for a walk. Let's see what is the difference between the world's first official temple and the Xinjue Temple.

A moment later, Wu Mian and Gui Wu appeared in front of the White Horse Temple outside Xiyong Gate. In the end, it is the first official temple in the world, and the Xinjue Temple in Shouchun City is completely small. After a few years of hard work, this White Horse Temple has begun to take shape. The Buddha hall has been in shape several times before and after, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming in and out. Hundreds of monks chanted scriptures in the Buddhist hall, and the momentum was extraordinary.

The current White Horse Temple is still only in its embryonic form, and there are Buddhist halls and meditation rooms under construction one after another. By the time it is actually completed, it may be another 180 years.

The monks here are also well-behaved, and they are extremely polite to pilgrims and donors. At a glance, you can see that Kayama has served as an abbot here and has been trained. I'm used to seeing a small temple like Xinjue Temple, and occasionally I come to see such a big temple before I know what a real temple is.

Among the four of them, Bai Wuqiu was a serious monk for a few days. After seeing the Buddha statue, the second stunned man began to habitually kowtow a few times. It's just that I saw more and more Buddha statues on offering, and I didn't bother to kneel down without asking for anything, except for the Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha, the rest of the gods and Buddhas were stunned and nodded, and they were polite to the gods and Buddhas.

Just as they were walking around, ready to leave. The two stunned eyes were sharp, pulled the placket of the clothes beside him, pointed to a monk who was cleaning the Buddha statue in the distance and said: "Old guy, look at it, this monk is not the disciple of the little one......

As Bai Wuqiu's finger was placed, he saw a young monk kneeling in front of the Buddha statue. Wash the Buddha statue with a cotton cloth dipped in water and look at his appearance. There seems to be only a Buddha statue in his eyes, as if he can't see that there are still good men and women worshipping around him.

This monk who is cleaning the Buddha statue is a disciple of Guangxiao who has changed his name to Shijie, thinking that their master and apprentice are now in a situation. When the master swept the floor with a broom, at the same time the disciples, who were hundreds of miles away, knelt down to clean the Buddha statue.

"In the end, it is a disciple of Guangxiao, and he knows where the temple is full of oil and water." After smiling, he continued: "But didn't you say that this priest went to Miaojiang to spread Buddhism? Or is it that this child is on the wrong path, and this person is not a scholar at all......

As he spoke, a fat monk came over. Standing in front of Shijie, he said, "Senior Shijie, let's do it here for the time being." Later, my teacher is obsessed with Master Yuan giving a lecture in the Buddhist hall, and you will help me tidy up the Buddhist hall first. After hearing the fat monk's words, Shijie had already jumped down. He respectfully saluted the fat monk, and then followed him towards the Buddha hall.

After watching the two monks walk away, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui glanced at each other. The old guy looked at the back of Shijie and said, "The person is real, and he is not in the wrong place." So this little guy came here on purpose, his appearance and name have not changed, he is really dedicated to Buddha...... Why are you going? ”

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Mian had already followed behind the two monks and walked towards the big Buddha hall in the distance. In desperation, he could only take the two monsters and follow closely behind the white-haired man.

A moment later, the four of them followed the two monks to the outside of the Great Buddha Hall. At this time, there were already more than a dozen monks and good men and women in the Buddhist hall, and several of them were busy placing snacks and offerings for worshiping the Buddha on several large offering tables that were connected together. The rest of the people were placing hundreds of futons, and it seemed that the obsessive Yuan master was going to give a lecture here in a moment. I haven't seen him for a few years, and I don't know what happened to him.

Shijie is also among these people, but his rank as a monk is too low. There is no qualification to make offerings to the Buddha, so you can only follow everyone to place futons here. Almost at the same time as the last futon was neatly placed, the sound of Buddhist music suddenly sounded outside the Buddhist hall. Then a huge monk who was as fat as a hundred wants, surrounded by all good men and women, entered the Buddhist hall.

At this time, Zhiyi Yuan and when he was in the Xinjue Temple, the original coarse cloth monk's robe had been replaced by the robe rewarded by the emperor himself. Compared to the time when I left the Xinjue Temple a few years ago, I was obsessed with a lot of fat. Now the fat monk walked, and the fat all over his body trembled.

After being supported by the little monk and sitting down, the little monk standing in front of the Buddha hall was released. Let the good men and women at the door rush in and pounce on the futon closest to the fat monk. Those who didn't squeeze in in time could only sit on the futon a little farther away.

After watching the people who came in to listen to the Buddhist scriptures sit down one after another, the fat monk was obsessed with Yuan and then chanted the Buddha's name to everyone. Then he explained the Buddhist scriptures to these monks and good men and women at a glance, don't look at the obsessive Yuan when he was in the Xinjue Temple. When he preached the scriptures, he was indeed serious, and his face was full of solemnity. In addition, he is not a Han in the first place, and these good men and women can't tell who is a Tianzhu person and who is a Huns. In their eyes, this master also can't find much out of the Buddha.

Wu Mian and Gui Wu were also mixed in hundreds of them, mixed in with these good men and women, and the mind of the obsessive monk Yuan was on the Buddhist scriptures, and there were too many people in front of him, so he couldn't distinguish the two of them.

Seeing that the fat monk explained the Buddhist scriptures at a glance, he smiled and said, "I thought that the obsessive Yuan pointed to the junior brother of Ka Yemo, which is why he is so arrogant." I didn't expect this fat monk to really have some goods in his belly, and it seems that the one who can be the junior disciple of Kayama is not an ordinary character-eh? Where did that doll go? Why is it gone in the blink of an eye......"

After the Shi Ring disappeared, the second stunned man and Xiao Rensan immediately hurriedly looked at the fat monk. Seeing that the fat monk Zhiyuan also noticed them, and after Zhiyuan stood up, he waved to Wu Mian and them. After laughing, he said: "It's been a long time, monk, I'm still thinking about when I will go back to Xinjue Temple to see you guys in the morning." I didn't expect you to arrive so soon. Wait a moment for the monk ......"