Knock –

In the Yunyin Temple, a vigorous and powerful bell rang, penetrating the entire mountain sky, and also symbolizing the temporary end of the day's homework in the temple.

Shan Jinfeng, who was sitting cross-legged, helped Zhuang Shulan, who was kneeling with numb legs, to help him up.

The soldiers didn't believe this, but Zhuang Shulan believed that she came every year. He loved his wife as much as his life, so he also followed him and never left him. Seeing Zhuang Shulan kneeling for a few hours, she was faintly distressed between her eyebrows.

As soon as the two of them stood up straight, the presiding officer of the temple, dressed in simple Chinese-style linen cotton clothes, and President Helian Siche walked out of the side pavilion.

The host is about 60 years old, with a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads hanging on the tiger's mouth on the big palm with distinct bones, white jade and long spikes on the beads, and the body exudes the temperament of Buddhism's indifferent Xinlan. Although people are over half a hundred years old, they are in good spirits, and their faces are not as full of wrinkles as ordinary people except for a few fine textures. Kind eyebrows and kind eyes, it looks a little bit more like a monk.

Seeing that Shan Jinfeng and Zhuang Shulan were present, Helian Si also greeted him politely, courteously and politely, "Commander Shan, Mrs. Shan, okay." ”

"Like-minded." Shan Jinfeng and his wife also bowed slightly.

"Today is busy with official business, so I won't talk to the commander and his wife, but visit another day and say goodbye." Helian Siche bowed politely and left with his escort.

With a general election just around the corner, it is no surprise that President Helenscher is here.

The host greeted him, folded his hands devoutly, and saluted Shan Jinfeng and his wife, "Mrs. Shan knelt at the feet of the Buddha on the fifth day of the new year to pray for blessings and sesame oil to do good deeds, and her heart can be learned." ”

"National teacher, be polite."

Zhuang Shulan folded her hands in return, and Shan Jinfeng bowed slightly.

"There is no national teacher here, and the poor monk's name is not stained, please invite Mr. Shan and Mrs. Shan to the wing room for a gathering." The unstained mage made a "please" gesture and led the person into the backyard wing.

The wing room in the backyard is similar to the wing room of an ordinary temple, that is, the whole room is very simple and looks empty.

A simple straw mat bed, a table, a set of tea sets, a pair of calligraphy and paintings with the word "Zen" hanging on the front, a coffee table below, four reed tatami mats, and a heated charcoal stove, a bit retro.

Master Bujani put away the chessboard on the table, put the tea set, and invited the single couple to sit down across from each other.

"Tea instead of wine to express gratitude, but also hope that Mr. Shan, Mrs. Shan will not dislike, thank Mr. Shan, Mrs. Shan for the ancient road warm-hearted, for many years to donate Yunyin Temple and the village at the foot of the mountain to 100 households." The unstained mage pushed the tea in front of the two of them.

In fact, the Unstained Mage family has been good at strategy since ancient times, can predict the future, and has been a mage of the country for generations. As long as the mage is willing to point out one or two pilgrims, money, fame, and status, but things that come from hooking.

It's just that the unstained mage is unwilling to leak the heavenly secrets at will, and only dials one or two destined people to assist the monarch in governing the country and acts in a low-key manner, which makes Yunyin Temple look a little dilapidated.

Zhuang Shulan's lips opened slightly, and the hand of the mage holding the tea paused, "Mrs. Shan, but you want to ask about the second son of the Shan family?" ”

Shan Jinfeng's eyes darkened a little, and he was silent, obviously this guy invited them over, he had something to say, and he said that his wife had something to ask.

This guy is indeed a high-ranking monk, but he acts strangely and his mind is difficult to guess. I don't want to tell you, I don't want to see you, I can't even see a ghost in previous years. At this time, I took the initiative to catch up, and I didn't have something to look for them.

Zhuang Shulan nodded nervously, Shan Moyan's matter was always a thorn in her heart.

"Master of Unstained, you said a few years ago that the second child in my family is a lonely and widowed fateful character, and he will die alone. My second child did get married last year, but they divorced again in just a few months. I would like to ask the master for some advice. "I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Abstinence Boss Raw!" Spoiled wife, no lower limit", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~