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The scale of Fanyin Temple is very large, the houses and halls are built according to the mountain, and the yellow glazed tile roof glows with a faint halo in the moonlight, like the circle of light behind the head of the Buddha statue, solemn and solemn.

Lin Tian ran up the last few steps, and was about to reach out and knock in front of the heavy wooden door, but the wooden door opened by itself with a "squeak".

Is it an automatic door? Or is it equipped with a camera? Is the temple so advanced these days? When Lin Tianzheng was full of questions, the wooden door opened, revealing a small monk behind him.

This little monk looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing wide linen clothes, and his lips were red and his teeth were white. In modern society, it is not easy to become a monk, and a diploma is required, and some universities and colleges themselves offer courses in Buddhism.

However, he didn't have a ring scar on his bare head, and he may not be an official monk.

"Little master, it's polite!" Lin Tian learned to act in TV and movies, his hands were folded, and he still looked good.

"Master Lin, you are polite, so that the master does not dare to be, and the little monk is called Xingyun. The little monk was called a little master by Lin Tian, his face was slightly ashamed, and he looked like an innocent child.

But why did he know someone was coming? Lin Tian asked suspiciously, "Little Master Xingyun, how do you know what my name is?"

"There are two female benefactors waiting for you in the back mountain, and it was Uncle Shi who ordered me to lead the way for you. The little monk folded his hands and nodded, motioning for Lin Tian to come in.

Entering the Fanyin Temple, it is another world, behind the door is a small square, where three huge bronze tripods are placed, incense is burned inside, and the smoke screen is around. In the middle is the treasure hall for the Buddha, which is lit with a lot of sesame oil lamps, illuminating the whole hall.

Whether the incense of a temple is strong or not depends on the incense and sesame oil it burns. Fanyin Temple is still burning incense at night, and there should be a lot of pilgrims who donate merit to the temple at ordinary times, maybe Mrs. Xiao donated a lot of merit money when she came to make a wish last time.

However, there was another strange phenomenon here, Lin Tian saw the person who led the cultivation. He asked again, "Little Master, are they lay disciples of the Fanyin Temple?"

"They're not lay disciples, they're just here to experience the practice. "The little monk Xingyun has all questions, but he doesn't comment on any questions.

Although this little monk is young, his heart has been cultivated well, Lin Tian has seen a lot of people who say a lot of nonsense, but the little monk gives people a simple and quiet feeling.

"Little master, what's your common name? You can't just have a Dharma name, right?" Lin Tian was curious, why did this little monk put it in the temple to practice.

"Now that he has become a monk, he no longer mentions the name of the layman. The little monk said.

Lin Tian's heart was together, so he replied: "Little master, the Buddha says, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, if you don't mention it, if your heart is empty, how can you be obsessed with mentioning it or not mentioning it?"

"This ......" The little monk obviously didn't expect Lin Tian to say such a thing, he was stunned for a moment, looking at the night sky in a daze, and then he became enlightened again.

He clasped his hands together, saluted Lin Tian, and said very sincerely: "Lord Lin's words are like a slap in the face, let me understand a lot, thank you." ”

Isn't it, do I have the potential to be a mentor, last time I had a few words with Xiao Manxue, and she suddenly had an epiphany, it's amazing, then I didn't see myself realize the truth, why is this?

"Amitabha Buddha ......" I don't know who suddenly pronounced a Buddha horn, Lin Tian looked up, and found that in the distance was a tower, which should be a place to worship the relics of previous monks, at the entrance of Tallinn, there was an old monk sitting at the end, his eyes were burning, and he looked at Lin Tian. In front of the old monk stood two beauties, weren't they the sisters of the Xiao family?

The old monk seemed to have heard the conversation between Lin Tian and the two, which surprised Lin Tian. At such a distance, it is impossible for ordinary people to hear it, let alone an old man, did he meet the legendary monk?

"Master Lin Shi......" The old monk spoke, although it was far away, his voice came very clearly: "Xingyun was able to meet Lord Lin Shi tonight, it was his chance, and he had an epiphany, good, good." ”

The old monk is really not simple, Lin Tian was surprised when he heard the voice that came. The old monk's voice is not loud, but it can be clearly transmitted, what kind of kung fu is this?

The two walked over quickly, and Lin Tian nodded to the old monk and said, "I've seen the master." ”

Then he turned around and asked Xiao Manxuan in a low voice: "Second Miss, you called me and said that there was a big deal on the stall, what was the matter, did you sneak into someone's relics in the tower?"

The relics are usually the center of the temple and are even more important than the pavilion of the scriptures. The two sisters were at the entrance to Tallinn, and there was an old monk sitting upright, looking like he had been caught. The old monk obviously heard Lin Tian's words as well, but just smiled and didn't say anything.

"What's the matter, my sister and I finished the incense in the treasure hall in front of us, recited the scriptures, and then we wanted to come to Tallinn to pay our respects, we just watched outside, and didn't go in. Xiao Manxuan explained.

"Why did the old Zen master stop you?" Lin Tian was even more strange, if he just looked outside, he shouldn't have committed the taboo of Fanyin Temple, because many pilgrims who came to offer incense would go to Tallinn to pay their respects, and now how can the old Zen master come out.

"Don't worry, listen to me. Xiao Manxuan spoke in a few paragraphs, and she continued: "My sister and I were just watching outside, and then the old Zen master came out and said that there was something destined for me, and asked me to go into Tallinn to take it. You see, it was the highest tower, and I didn't dare to go in alone, and I wanted my sister to accompany me, but the old Zen master wouldn't let me, so I asked you to come up. ”

Things are really complicated, and the old Zen master doesn't look like a liar, is there really something strange? Lin Tian looked at the tallest tower as if the style was not quite the same as the surrounding towers, although there were traces of repair, but the overall style was even older.

"Old Zen master, can I accompany this female benefactor in?" Lin Tian said that Xiao Manxuan was a female benefactor, which felt very awkward, but if he didn't say so, he didn't seem to have much respect for the old Zen master.

"Yes, Lord Lin Shi brought the opportunity of epiphany to Xingyun, and the Buddha has a fate, the two of you please come in, and the thing is on the seventh floor of the tower. Unexpectedly, the old Zen master agreed very simply, but Lin Tian was stunned.

I am a zombie, and to you I am an evil demon, how can I have a relationship with the Buddha? Lin Tian really couldn't understand what thoughts were turning in the old Zen master's heart.

However, Lin Tianyi is bold, and he is not afraid of any problems, Fanyin Temple has been officially registered, how can there be problems left until now. Therefore, he took Xiao Manxuan's hand and walked into this mysterious relic tower.