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After Chu Yu came to the White Horse Temple, he stood in front of the gate of the White Horse Temple and smelled the faint incense, and his tense spirit relaxed a little.

On the way over, his spirit was very tense, and the fear and anger in his heart were sandwiched, and he really didn't know how to deal with such a thing.

The hemp rope is broken in detail, bad luck is only looking for hard-working people, Tianjian pities him just to inherit the inheritance of his second uncle, what's wrong with him?!

Why did that damn yellow-skinned man target him?

I hope there are professional experts in this field in the White Horse Temple!

At this time, the afterglow of the sun shone on the red wall, and a peaceful scene arose, but at this time, all the tourists who were sparse and lala came out of the White Horse Temple, and only Chu Yu was the only one who entered.

After spending thirty-five yuan to buy a ticket, Chu Yu didn't care about the scenery in the White Horse Temple, and hurriedly went straight to the Big Buddha Hall according to the map.

After a while, Chu Yu came to the Great Buddha Hall, sandwiched the pieces of paper left by the weasel in two hundred-yuan bills, put them into the merit box, and then folded his hands and prayed sincerely to the Buddha:

"Buddha bless, think that little yellow skin is not worth mentioning in your eyes at all, your old man has great powers, just accept it, and when the time comes, you will directly throw it into hell and experience it one by one!"

Next to the merit box stood a young monk with a grim face, about twenty years old, who had been looking at him coldly since Chu Yu entered the Great Buddha Hall, as if Chu Yu was not a good person.

However, after seeing Chu Yu put the red banknotes into the merit box, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and the speed of changing his face made Chu Yu admire.

It's just that stuffing the pieces of paper left by the yellow skin into the merit box is not particularly safe, and you have to bring a ritual weapon back.

Thinking of this, Chu Yu decided to add another insurance, and asked the young monk, "Little master, I don't know if there are any magic weapons in our temple?" I would like to ask one to come back and enshrine it."

Chu Yu's demeanor was solemn, like a devout believer, and the young monk's eyes lit up after hearing Chu Yu's words, and he enthusiastically pulled Chu Yu: "Donor, let's go, the little monk will know that you must be a believer of my Buddha when he looks at your pious appearance, and the little monk will take you to see the magic weapon of my White Horse Temple."

The young monk pulled Chu Yu forward, and talked over and over again about how effective the magic weapons of their White Horse Temple were, completely ignoring the twitching corners of Chu Yu's mouth.

The young monk walked to a side room with Chu Yu, and when the young monk raised his hand and knocked on the door, a strange sound came from the room.

The voice was a gentle woman, but her voice had become hoarse from the long shouting.

With years of experience, Chu Yu heard this gentle female voice, could it be that Teacher Bo also came to the White Horse Temple?

The White Horse Temple has the reputation of the first temple in the world, and its "Horse Temple Bell" symbolizes auspiciousness and wishes, and is listed in the "Eight Great Views of Luoyang".

In addition, the sound of the Horse Temple bell has a high reputation in Japan, and the vast majority of tourists who listen to the bell come from Toei, and it is the sacred wish of many Japanese people to welcome the New Year here.

It's just that it's not time for the bell to ring the bell of the horse temple yet, why did Mr. Bo come? Even if they came, how could they directly start a war in such a solemn place as a temple?

The young monk looked very embarrassed after hearing this strange sound, and after glancing at Chu Yu, who was looking at the wall, he coughed heavily a few times before knocking on the door.

After Chu Yu heard the monk's cough, he no longer looked into the room, just waiting for a photo with Teacher Bo after he went in, and then sent it to the circle of friends to make the group of dogs envious.

After the young monk knocked on the door, the strange sounds in the wing room also ended.

"Enter", an old voice came from within.

After the young monk pushed the door open, he nodded at Chu Yu and motioned for Chu Yu to follow, but Chu Yu was still immersed in the spirit of respecting Teacher Peibo's dedication at this time, and he could do it at such an old age.

After the young monk entered, he found that Chu Yu was still stunned, and shouted softly: "Donor? ”。

"Ao, Ao, here, here", Chu Yu, who reacted, took three steps and two steps and quickly entered the house.

After Chu Yu entered, he carefully looked at this room, the room was not big, there was a bed on the left, and on the right was densely enshrined all kinds of golden bodies such as Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and Arhats, all of which were about one foot or less.

It's just that you can't hide people in this room?

Chu Yu didn't find Teacher Bo after scanning for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the mobile phone in the hand of the old monk sitting cross-legged on the bed.

When the old monk saw Chu Yu looking at his mobile phone, he imperceptibly lifted the corner of the big red robe, making it even more fat, enveloping his whole body without leaking the slightest clue.

"Fa Ming, what's the matter??" Although the old monk's voice is old, it is very loud, obviously his physical fitness is very good, which forms a strong contrast with the white eyebrows, but listening to the loud voice, I can't be sure that the old monk's eyebrows are white.

"Uncle Shi, this benefactor wants to invite a magic weapon home to worship", after hearing the old monk's question, Fa Ming hurriedly said.

Chu Yu also took a step forward in time, clasped his hands together and said, "Master, my grandfather is seriously ill, so I want to invite a magic weapon home to worship day and night."

"Ao, Fa Ming, you go and take the golden body of Guanyin Bodhisattva to this donor", the old monk casually pointed to one of the golden bodies of the Bodhisattva, Buddha, and Arhat that were densely enshrined on the opposite side.

"Thank you, master", Chu Yu didn't expect the magic weapon of the White Horse Temple to be so easy to ask for, and after thanking the master, Mei Zizi took the magic weapon handed over by Fa Ming Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The golden body of this Guanyin Bodhisattva is not made of pure gold, but carved from peach wood, only ten centimeters in size, but the carving is vivid, very realistic, and there is a warm feeling in the hand.

"Thank you again, Master, when my grandfather's health improves, my grandfather and I will definitely come together to repay the vows!"

After Chu Yu thanked the old monk again, he turned around and prepared to go out to go to the place where the White Horse Temple could stay according to the map.

"Stop"

Just as Chu Yu's left foot stepped out of the chamber, the old monk's voice suddenly raised a lot and stopped Chu Yu.

Chu Yu turned around and found that a QR code had appeared in the old monk's hand at some point, and said to Chu Yu: "Chenghui, 200,000."

"Two hundred thousand?" , Chu Yu was stunned, why didn't he grab the money.

However, Chu Yu did not pay the bill directly, but asked rhetorically: "Master, do you know Teacher Bo?" ”。

The old monk shook his head suspiciously.

"Master, do you know Mr. Cang?"

The old monk shook his head again.

"Master, what about Mr. Nazawa?" , Chu Yu continued to ask.

The old monk frowned slightly and said: "I don't know these old men you said, if you want to find someone, this magic weapon is also 200,000, and it can't be cheap."

Chu Yu shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to find someone, but asked again:

"Master, do you know Scarlett Johansson?"

The old monk's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Scarlett Johansson? Does Scarlett Johansson also act? ”。

"Is it pure Europe and America?"

"On that site?"