"What are you doing...... Yang Zhenzhen puffed up her breath and muttered non-stop, "Really...... Hey......"

Liu Sanqian automatically ignored her complaints, put his hands on the car window, and looked out the window.

I saw that the sky was clear just now, and the weather was scorching with warm sun, but now it was dusk and drizzling, and it was raining lightly. The air is damp and sticky, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Liu Sanqian, Yang Zhenzhen, and Yang Wanwan were squeezed into the back seat of a taxi at this time.

Yang Zhenzhen, who was sitting in the middle, had been secretly unhappy since Liu Sanqian said that she would accompany Yang Wanwan to go to Jialan Temple, and from time to time she cast a condemning look at Liu Sanqian. The mouth is cocked high, and the complaints are endless.

"Hey...... Where to go to have fun, you have to go to the temple......"

"Really...... There are so many men in the world, I have to go to the monk to play......"

Complaints like this are one after another, and after Liu Sanqian gets used to it, he can already be automatically blocked. When Yang Zhenzhen's words came into her ears, they would be silenced into a "beep-".

"A few little girls, what are you going to do at this time to go to the Jialan Temple? You don't know that the Golden Buddha will only allow believers to enter the temple on the day of Duanyang. ”

The driver's uncle looked at the three people in the back seat, all of them were young and beautiful girls, although one girl had a somewhat haggard face, but her appearance was exquisite. No matter how you look at it, it is incompatible with that ancient temple.

"Oh, we are from the Department of Architecture, and we are interested in the architectural style of Garan Temple, and we want to take a look. Liu Sanqian said a few nonsense words, and then dispelled the curiosity of the driver's uncle.

"We're here, do you see the bridge, little girl? you go down and turn the corner, and the Garan Temple is right behind. ”

"Thank you, master. ”

After the three of them got out of the car, they took umbrellas and stepped on the moss-covered stone bridge, which was a little slippery.

"On the day I came, it was raining like this, but it was not as cool as today, and it was really a little stuffy. Yang Wanwan raised her head, watched the drizzle lapping the green leaves, and sighed.

"Hey—" Yang Zhenzhen sighed again, "This is my first experience in the temple......"

"What, do you still want to eat red bean rice to celebrate?" Liu Sanqian didn't hold back and replied.

Yang Zhenzhen in the rain seemed to have lost her arrogance and temper, and after hearing Liu Sanqian's sarcasm, she didn't react.

Cross the Suzaku Bridge and make a turn.

The three of them came to the gate of the Garan Temple and stood still.

The rain stopped.

Looking up, the lacquer door is red tile, and the green bamboo is secluded.

This temple is not very large, and the bamboo forest behind it complements each other in thick ink and color, which seems to complement each other, just like a magnificent quatrain sung by literati and ink writers.

Yang Wanwan was the first to enter, followed by Liu Sanqian and Yang Zhenzhen.

The first thing they saw was a scene of a small novice sweeping the open space with a broom.

Xiao Shami noticed a few people, put the broom aside, and folded his hands, "A few female donors, but they are here for the Golden Buddha?"

"No, let's take a look casually......" Liu Sanqian waved his hand, denying.

Yang Zhenzhen saw that this child looked immature, but his speech was old-fashioned, so she couldn't help but walk up to him and pinch his face, "You kid is so funny." ”

"You, you, you...... Don't tease me......"

"I, I, I, what's the point of teasing you, can you still bite me?" After Yang Zhenzhen finished speaking, she moved her hands and feet more and more, she saw that the child's skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were clear, so she had the desire to tease him, and this time she directly rubbed her face.

"Whoa......a Master...... There's a leprechaun who comes to bully people...... Woo woo woo ...... "Who knew that the little novice had a pout, frowned, and began to cry loudly, and the cry was earth-shattering. The three of them were stunned, and Yang Zhenzhen was even more at a loss.

"Hey, who's the female goblin?" Yang Zhenzhen was unconvinced.

"Yayoi, what's going on? Why are you crying?" In response to the call of the little novice, a man who looked to be in his early thirties came out of the side hall, he saluted the three of them, and then walked to the little novice named "Yayoi" and touched his head, "They are all senior brothers, and they are still so fond of temper. ”

"Don't blame me, blame her!" Yayoi ran behind the man, tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, and pointed at Yang Zhenzhen.

"Misunderstanding, this master, it's all a misunderstanding!" Yang Zhenzhen saw that the man's eyebrows were clear and his muscles and bones were tight, but she became a nymphomaniac. She seemed to have forgotten who it was, and she had been thinking about the monk and resisting in every possible way.

"I just look at his cuteness...... Yang Zhenzhen explained, and she looked at Yayoi behind the man, frowning and grimacing, and forced a smile.

"A few people came unluckily and missed the day of the Golden Buddha," the man smiled at Yang Zhenzhen, not caring much about the bullying of his little novice, "If you are here for the broken arm, then please go back!"

"Master, we just want to take a look around, don't bother, right?" Yang Zhenzhen's words ended with a little coquettish upward tone, and Liu Sanqian didn't look at it.

"Please take care of yourself, Yayoi and I have other things to do, so I'll forgive you," after the man finished speaking, he took Yayoi to leave, and in a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of something, "This string of Buddhist beads of yours ......"

Yang Wanwan raised her wrist, full of hope, "Do you recognize it?"

"No," the man shook his head and chuckled, "I see that it is shiny, round and full, and the texture is smooth and uninhibited. Even though the sky was gloomy, it was still shining...... It is a string of excellent Buddhist beads, please keep it. ”

After the man finished speaking, he took Yayoi and left.

Yang Zhenzhen pursed her lips boringly, a little lost, "What are you going to do now?"

"Shhh, let's follow your cousin!" Liu Sanqian pointed to Yang Wanwan, who walked away, and said softly.

Yang Zhenzhen nodded, took Liu Sanqian's arm, and followed behind Yang Wanwan.

Except for the main hall of the temple, the rest of the halls are open, but except for three people, no one else is visiting. They walked through the corridor, the release pool, and a few more halls.

Don't look, this temple looks small from the outside, but when you walk inside, there is no heaven and earth. In addition to the main hall and side halls, the library pavilion, the bell tower, the tower room...... It's a lot. It can really be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.

The three of them stopped and walked around the temple for most of the time. They finally came to the wishing platform, saying that it was a platform, but in fact, it was a piece of open space behind the hall, and several wooden shelves were erected.

Wooden signs, tied with red ropes, are densely hung with wooden shelves. Various wishes are written on it in black ink, and a cursory glance reveals that the handwriting is different.

Next to it, red candles, incense. Buddha lamp a bean.

"I'm laughing to death, this person wants to be Ma Yun's second, how can my Ma Dad be so good for you to surpass?"

Yang Zhenzhen flipped through the wishing cards and laughed from time to time.

Liu Sanqian also bent down to look at a few pieces, and from the gap in the brand, she noticed that Yang Wanwan was opposite her, holding a taken sign in her hand, with a solemn face.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you?" Liu Sanqian walked around to Yang Wanwan's side and said with concern.

"This handwriting ......" Yang Wanwan frowned and muttered to herself, she rummaged through the canvas bag. Then, she opened the leather notebook she found, compared it page by page, "sure enough...... This is the word of my mentor. ”