Rong Wan stayed in the abbot's courtyard.

This is not what she wants, but every time she goes out, the biting cold wind always makes her feel timid.

This was an experience that she had never experienced before, but it made Rong Wan very distressed. Because she found that the power she had controlled was as if it had been sealed, and she couldn't use it at all.

That is, now a random person stands in front of her. If you want to kill her, it's easy.

This made Rong Wan dare not leave this temple, she had already made up her mind, and when her injuries were healed, she would leave Longtan Temple immediately.

The monk is certainly not an ordinary person, he subdued Rong Wan at a young age. Now Rong Wan has made another move, which has confirmed her thoughts even more.

Rong Wan rested for another day, and the pain in her body gradually disappeared, so she planned to take a walk.

Longtan Temple is located in a mountain outside the Shendu City, and the mountain gate is very hidden, and there is a sense of detachment from the mortal world.

The furnishings in the temple are also very simple, and sandalwood wafts in every corner of the temple. Everywhere it is, it is very neat and tidy by the monks.

As Rong Wan strolled through the monastery, some monks passed by.

Strangely, the monks of Longtan Temple were not very surprised by her.

Rong Wan inquired about the monk's whereabouts, and only then did she know the monk's true identity, which turned out to be the abbot of Longtan Temple.

His Dharma name is Wuchen. Although he is very young, he is already a well-known Zen master.

At the same time, the monks said that the abbot had already explained that there was a female benefactor who lived here because of her injury, and that it was convenient for them to travel. If the female donor wants to leave, don't stop it.

Rong Wan said with a strange smile on her face, I am a woman and live in your abbot's courtyard, am I not afraid of any rumors and rumors?

The monk looked at Rong Wan with a stunned look, then lowered his head and silently recited the Buddha's name, and said, "Don't be joking, the abbot is a high-ranking monk, and he will definitely not do anything that will hinder the reputation of the donor." ”

"Attained monkhood, just him?" Rong Wan pursed her lips disdainfully, obviously not convinced.

It's no wonder that Wuchen's age is too young.

When asked where Wuchen was, the monk told her that the abbot was at the foot of the mountain to help the people affected by the heavy snowfall, so he was not in the monastery.

It turned out that since Rong Wan lived in the temple, the snow outside had not stopped.

Many people in mountain villages still live in thatched huts, which cannot withstand the slightest wind and snowfall.

Many people's houses were crushed by the snow, and they wanted to go to the county town to find the government for help, but the heavy snow had closed the mountain, and no one could go out.

Some people had no place to live, so they had to turn to Longtan Temple for help.

At this time, many tents had gathered under the mountain gate. The thin tents obviously could not withstand the cold of the wind and snow, and many people sat around the fire and roasted the fire.

A group of monks dressed in monk's robes have set up a cauldron with hot porridge boiling inside.

The people affected by the disaster automatically lined up in front of the porridge shop, and Rong Wan happened to see Wuchen's figure.

He was boiling porridge in front of a cauldron with a long-handled spoon in his hand. There was a monk next to him, and he gave each of the people who received the porridge a steamed bun.

Rong Wan also blended into the crowd, and when she walked up to Wuchen with the bowl, she obviously felt that the monk was stunned for a moment.

Wuchen filled a bowl of porridge for Rong Wan and said, "The donor's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's better not to come out." ”

Rong Wan snorted coldly: "I can come if I want, this is my freedom!" ”

After speaking, Rong Wan took a sip of porridge and complained: "There is no taste at all." ”

Wuchen said: "Although this porridge has no taste, it can save people's lives at critical moments. ”