Red Lotus Temple is the Imperial Temple, built in Tianzhao to open the country, there are many monks in the temple, there are a thousand golden Buddhas, thousands of lanterns are ever-bright. Dedicated to the royal family, there are also a few meritorious ministers of the immortal card and the death card

This meritorious man is also the ancestor of the county lord of Anrou. Therefore, An Rou can justifiably come together to bow to the tablet of her father's death.

When you step into the mountain gate, you will see magnificence. There are 1,088 stone steps of the main hall leading to the highest place, and the Tibetan scripture building on the side, the Great Compassion Pavilion, and the main hall are scattered with two hundred steps, like arms around the world.

Knock ———

The bell of the bell tower rang, deep and long, resounding through the mountains.

The temple bells symbolize forgetting your troubles.

But forget..... Is it really okay to stop worrying?

It's just self-deception, and when I think about it again one day,

Pain will only come as expected.....

When the bell strikes one hundred and eight, the stairs cross one thousand and eighty-eight.

A group of people came to the front of the main hall, and the golden plaque "Daxiong Treasure Palace" was hung high in the middle of the lintel. In the middle of the hall sits a statue of Buddha, made of red gold, as high as three zhang. The charm between the eyebrows and eyes of the Buddha statue is really like Xiao Ran, clear and clear glass, and it goes straight to people's hearts. People don't dare to have a trace of evil thoughts.

On both sides are thousands of golden arhats, each of which has an everlasting lamp in front of the statue.

This lamp oil has to burn the money every day......

Looking at all kinds of red gold Arhat statues, Qinghe sighed, and did not forget to pick out the Buddha statues and rub some gold dust......

The etiquette of the imperial temple is extremely cumbersome, every morning bell when the Buddha hall worships, and the twilight drum when the temple prays for blessings, so repeated for three days before the ceremony is completed!

Therefore, they had to stay in the guest room of the temple for the next three days.

These boring things obviously have nothing to do with Qinghe, and King Zhao still has to bring her! Qing He pondered, that is, to take her to deal with An Rou.

Fortunately, the opponent is more delicate than himself, and the thousand and eighty-eight steps of the main hall cannot be up, so he is happy to be idle.

Listening to the singing of the eighteen monks in the hall, the Sanskrit sound was around the ears, and Qinghe, who had no wisdom roots, was so sweet that he took a nap.

With the closing bell ringing, Qinghe in the corner stretched his waist, and the morning was simply perfect.

As the 'second son' of the Xiao family, Qing He naturally had to follow his 'brother' Xiao Ran and go to the guest room.

"The disciple is unwise, please meet the monk." Hou's abbot on the stone steps was very respectful and saluted Xiao Ran.

"It's all vulgar etiquette, and the abbot doesn't have to do it much." Xiao Ran picked up the abbot, signaled that he didn't have to follow Yinli, and took Qinghe to the guest room alone.

Qing He looked back at the abbot behind him, he was tall, and there was a little heroism between his charitable eyebrows.

"This abbot's Dharma name is unwise? So weird? ”

"He's an abbot with a story."

"What story? Tell me about it? ”

"The unwise abbot's real name is Cheng Duzhong, ten years ago he served as the governor of the forbidden army, that year the bandits in Jiujiang were rampant, Cheng Dudu led the army to suppress the bandits, and when he chased and killed the bandit leader to Zhujia Village, he accidentally killed a villager, Cheng Duzhong blamed himself for this, and finally became a monk. The law is unwise. ”

"That's really unwise, how can you be so careless and mistake the villagers for bandits?"

"It was only because the villager fled in the clothes of the bandit leader, and was beheaded by the unwise who chased him."

"That's pretty helpless, but how could that villager run away in the clothes of a bandit?"

"Your room is here, and you don't have to go to the Pai Temple at dusk. Let's rest. Xiao Ran did not continue to answer Qing He's question. closed the door for Qinghe and left leisurely.

"Huh? ...... Is the Buddha so casual? Where can it be said? Does it cure obsessive-compulsive disorder? ”