"Zhizhen, there are many grottoes behind the Heart Cultivation Palace, which grotto did you just say?"

"Counting the fifth grotto from north to south, there is a seated Buddha in the grotto - the largest of all the grottoes. There is a standing Buddha on each side of the seated Buddha. ”

After the interrogation, Ouyang Ping and his entourage drove to Ziyunguan, and Director Feng also went. Chen Jie and Yan Jianhua also brought a few ropes, two pulleys, a shovel and a crowbar, flashlights and emergency lights are indispensable. According to the truth, if there is a karst cave under the grotto, it will definitely not work without ropes, pulleys and lighting tools.

Forty minutes later, two cars stopped at the foot of the mountain in front of Mingchen Temple.

The group passed through the Mingchen Temple, and went straight to the Heart Palace of the Ziyun Temple from the back gate of the Mingchen Temple.

When the comrades walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, they were silently leading the monks and nuns to chant sutras? Mo Ran was wearing a robe, she stood behind an incense case, the monks and nuns stood in two rows, almost all of them closed their eyes slightly, sculpture-like, pious, low, neat chanting sound, filled the hall, echoing in the mountains and the sky, Ouyang Ping and his comrades-in-arms stayed in the temple for several days, he felt that today's chanting sound is the best.

"Abbot, Captain Ouyang, they're here." A nun walked up to Mo Ran and whispered.

Obviously, after Hui Jue was arrested, he silently temporarily acted as the abbot. Mo Ran is the oldest in Mingchen Temple, and her prestige among monks and nuns should also be very high.

Silently walked up to Ouyang Ping: "Captain Ouyang, I don't know what Poor Ni can do for his comrades?" ”

The chanting continued. The Bodhisattva was listening to the prayers of his disciples, and if he stopped suddenly, it would definitely be disrespectful to the Buddha.

"Abbot Moran, we have disturbed your temple a lot, and today, we are just going to Ziyun Temple through Daogui Temple."

"Poor nuns are going to open the door for the comrades - since the accident with Huijue, the back door of Mingchen Temple has been locked on time." Mo Ran said as he led the comrades out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Abbot Mo Ran, this is our Director Feng, Feng Bureau, this is Master Mo Ran, she is now presiding over the work of Mingchen Temple." Ouyang Ping said as he walked.

Director Feng held Mo Ran's hand, Ouyang Ping mentioned Master Mo Ran in front of Director Feng, Ouyang Ping guessed that the person who wrote the note was likely to be Master Mo Ran: "Abbot Mo Ran, our people have caused a lot of trouble to your temple. ”

Mo Ran clasped his hands together and bowed his head to salute: "Director Feng is polite." As long as the temple can do it, we will spare no effort. ”

The group walked through the Jingwu Hall and came to the back door of the Mingchen Temple.

Mo Ran took out a bunch of keys from the monk's robe, unlocked the door, and watched his comrades disappear into the depths of the dense forest.

Before walking into the woods and Tallinn, Ouyang Ping looked back at the back door of Mingchen Temple, and the silent abbot stood motionless outside the door.

Ten minutes later, the group came to the grotto.

From south to north, Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu counted the grottoes, and there were a total of thirteen grottoes, and the thirteen grottoes were chiseled on several large boulders. Behind the grotto is a high mountain. When everyone first came, the moon was dark and the wind was high, so I only looked at a rough idea.

In front of and above the grotto, there are some strange-shaped stones, from which it can be seen that this mountain may be a karst landform, if it is a karst landform, there must be a karst cave. Karst landform, it is easier to carve stone statues.