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He knew that the women who wore clothes of this color and style were all staff members of this welfare home.

Because he had passed by here before, he had also seen women in similar costumes, so he was no stranger to them.

Because of this, the flashing back just now, like the figures he had seen here before, did not attract the slightest attention from him, let alone leave any traces in his heart......

The black sedan drove past the gate of the orphanage, and continued along the gentle winding mountain road that was not too wide, towards the top of the mountain.

The mountain is not very high, and it didn't take long for it to reach the top.

The top of the mountain is very flat, and when you enter the eye, it is a quiet and simple temple, and the plaque in front of the door has three antique words written on it - Yimei Nunnery.

Leaning on the plum mountain.

The reason why this mountain is called Yimei Mountain is because there are many plum trees planted on the mountain.

The reason why this temple is called Yimei Nunnery is because it is located on Yimei Mountain.

In addition, there are many old plum trees planted around this plum hermitage.

At the moment, the scenery of Fangyuan is gray, but in winter, when the plum blossoms bloom, the scenery here will be indescribably beautiful.

Especially when it snows, the pure white world is reflected in countless rouge-like plum blossoms, which makes people involuntarily fascinated.

The black sedan stopped silently in front of the temple.

Long Yutian got out of the car and raised his eyes to look at the somewhat old temple gate in front of him.

He hadn't been here in a long time.

It's just because she doesn't like to be disturbed......

Or, to put it another way, she doesn't like to be bothered by him......

But in the past few days, he suddenly missed her very much, and suddenly wanted to see her.

So, taking advantage of the fact that there was nothing to do today, he ran over without a sound......

Xiao Fei had already walked over and knocked lightly on the temple door.

Soon, there was a sound of light footsteps inside the door.

There was only a soft creak, and the temple door was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged bhikshuni (1) dressed in a wide black robe poked his head out and looked out.

Seeing Long Yutian, the middle-aged bhikshuni hurriedly opened all the temple doors, stepped out of the threshold, and said to Long Yutian with his hands folded: "Amitabha, the commander came just in time, the master of the nunnery has just finished the evening class, and he is eating tea in the meditation room at the moment. ”

Long Yutian bowed slightly, did not speak, and walked slowly into the temple gate.

After saluting the middle-aged bhikshuni with his hands folded, Xiao Fei followed Long Yutian into the temple.

As soon as you enter the temple gate, the strong smell of incense comes to your nose.

At this time, the nuns in the nunnery were all studying on their own in their own rooms, so the courtyard was very empty and quiet.

Long Yutian walked around the solemn Buddha hall in the front yard and came to the meditation house where the bhikshunis lived in the back yard.

Bypassing a few plum trees, stepping on the bluestone steps, Long Yutian paused outside the door of a room in the deepest part of the cloister.

He stared at the closed door and raised his hand to clasp it gently.

After a soft "tuk tuk" sound, a soft and indifferent voice came from inside the door, "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Long Yutian glanced back at Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei nodded, followed the middle-aged bhikshuni, and went to the meditation room next to him to rest and wait.

Long Yutian pushed the door and walked in, and then gently closed the door with his hand.

Facing the door, there is a long table with a white jade carving of Guanyin, with incense burners and tributes in front of it.