Although Xiaolin Temple is not dilapidated, the building is mottled and the incense is sparse.

Inside and outside, there are only three-story halls, and the scale is not large.

This is the smallest temple that Mo Bei has ever seen.

There are only seven or eight monks in the temple, who are responsible for the daily maintenance of the temple.

Tourists here worship the Buddha when they see it, but they don't pay a penny.

Mo Bei jumped on Zuo Kui's shoulder a few times and said, "Do you really think there can be relics in this kind of place?" ”

Zuo Kui said: "You have lived longer than me, but I think you have not overcome the problem of judging people by their appearance at all." ”

Mo Bei shook his head and said, "Mr. Zuo's words are not right. There is a way that is born from the heart, otherwise where would the art of face telling come from? I just think that relics are things that are blessed with great fortune, and of course they can prosper in one place. It's so shabby, I don't think there's really going to be. ”

Zuo Kui was silent and nodded slightly.

He also somewhat agreed with Mo Bei's words.

The news of the fifth master of the fire is just hearsay.

Zuo Kui also came here with the mentality of trying it out.

However, regardless of the purpose, etiquette still has to be there.

Together with Mo Bei, he worshiped the Buddha from hall to temple.

Finally, they came to the middle floor of the Daxiong Hall and entered the store to pay their respects.

The tourists and monks in the temple were very surprised to see that Mo Bei not only followed Zuo Kui every inch, but also worshiped in front of the Buddha statue.

Some tourists took pictures of Mo Bei with their cameras.

Mo meowed and got into Zuo Kui's coat.

Zuo Kui ignored the people around him, knelt down and prayed:

"In the lower ghost road Zuo Kui, come here to ask for relics, do not dare to mess with, so I salute the Buddhas. If there is a blessing, hope will give it to each other, and if there is a misunderstanding, pray and ask for forgiveness. ”

Zuo Kui bowed his head, and a middle-aged monk next to him kept staring at him, his eyes were deep.

Zuo Kui worshipped all the Buddha statues and began to think of ways to find the relics.

From Mo Bei's words, Zuo Kui got a hint of inspiration.

"If it's really as you say, then it's possible that the relics are sealed by something and it is difficult to leak out, so that it can't affect Xiaolin Temple." He said to Mo sadly.

Mo Bei thought for a moment and nodded in approval.

He quickly jumped up to the eaves, shuttled on the roof of the Buddha hall, and after watching it many times, he jumped down and said to Zuo Kui:

"The layout is neat, and from the architectural point of view, it is so-so, and there is no setting for gas sealing."

Zuo Kui said: "I went around this temple, and I didn't see anything special. ”

Mo Bei said: "If something like a relic is used to seal the breath, then I'm afraid it won't be put in some corner." ”

He stood on Zuo Kui's shoulder, swept his eyes in the temple, and said, "Then there are only two possibilities: either they are hidden by other methods with the help of these Buddhist things, or they are ......."

He stared at several monks in the temple and said, "In the hands of someone who is hidden deeply." ”

Zuo Kui thought for a while and said, "If it was in someone's hands, he might have left with the relics a long time ago." ”

"You don't know his purpose. Besides, I'm just listing the possibilities. ”

Zuo Kui nodded.

Mo Bei said: "Then what should we do?" Fix the people in the whole temple, and then tear down the Buddha hall, and search their bodies and squatters one by one? ”

Zuo Kui frowned and said, "We are not the underworld. ”

As he spoke, he shook his cuffs and fell out

(Tianjin)