Chapter 12 The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same

Yuan Shuyu looked at the temple in front of him hesitantly, the red paint was mottled, and the gate was dilapidated.

Yuan Shuyu asked a little disbelievingly: "I used to come here often to eat?" ”

Angelica hesitated, but said, "If I say, master, you often come to eat because you pay for the food here, do you believe it?" ”

He is so likely to be so poor and sour, Yuan Shuyu opened his mouth to retort: "Impossible." ”

"Master, let's go, Qiao Baisi is here." Really opened the topic, and looked at the grass and trees around Puning Temple with a wistful face.

He hasn't been here for a long time, and he hasn't told him this time, and I don't know if his friend is available.

The expression of genuine nostalgia made Yuan Shuyu believe their words for eight points.

As soon as he entered the door, the old monk guarding the door greeted him with a tolerant face: "Master Yuanxiao, you are here to eat again." ”

Yuan Shuyu was like a big crime, and asked uncomfortably: "I often come to rub ...... Eat? ”

But isn't he a marquis?! Why is he so poor?!!

The old monk smiled and said nothing.

Really Angelica wants to open his mouth.

In the silence, there seemed to be confusion on the right side, although because the corner blocked the view, Yuan Shuyu also seemed to feel a large group of people coming. Around the corner, as soon as the noisy footsteps stopped, everyone focused their eyes there, and after a while, a bunch of small monks stretched out a row of bare little heads from the corner.

Seeing someone watching, the little monk was shy for a moment, but suddenly, as if he saw something, his eyes were shining, and he ran eagerly with "brother" in his mouth.

Yuan Shuyu turned sideways, hesitantly opening his arms to hug the children.

The one on the right really pulled the young man to the side, and the young man frowned and looked at him disapprovingly.

In the next moment, a few fleshy little bodies squeezed Yuan Shuyu a few steps more.

Yuan Shuyu looked at it strangely and inexplicably with envy, so many children actually came to find Angelica?!!

The little monk who rushed to the front threw himself into Angelica's arms, fluttering like a fat moth, like a switch, and the little monk in the back rushed to Angelica's side like dumplings, so that Yuan Shuyu squeezed aside a few more steps.

Angelica smiled like a native monk here, touched their little bald heads kindly in his eyes, asked them about their homework, and nodded peacefully.

Yuan Shuyu couldn't figure it out, looked at it seriously, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't either.

I really glanced at him and sneered, as if to say, look at your useless appearance.

Yuan Shuyu's suspicion that he might really not be the Hou Ye deepened.

At this time, a monk of the same age walked on the left, holding a wooden fish in his hand, knocking as he walked, his steps were extremely fast, but the wooden fish did not knock in a hurry.

A group of out-of-the-world masters, the little monk who came first called him "Senior Brother" smoothly.

Yuan Shuyu hesitated, seeing that he really didn't pull him this time, and secretly looked at the young man who was walking, ready.

"Seriously, don't come over yet."

The monk smiled happily, not caring about the harm that the sun sprinkled on his bald head and causing to Yuan Shuyu.

Really walked towards him, with a smile on his always expressionless face.

The two leaned together, looked at each other and smiled, and spoke secretly.

Yuan Shuyu was at a loss, looking at the angelica on the right who enjoyed the "joy of family", and then looked at the truth on the left as if "Xiao Biesheng was newlywed".

The last smile could not be suppressed, and they walked into the temple in a trance and withdrew from their world a few steps.

Yuan Shuyu thought indifferently, they were really noisy.

The old monk on the side looked at it with a smile, took all the expressions of Yuan Shuyu into his eyes, and approached with the bright Buddha beads.

"Master Yuan," the old monk smiled, "Elder Puning is invited." ”

Yuan Shuyu glanced at the two of them and motioned for the old monk to lead the way.

As soon as the two were about to follow, they received the eyes of their master and stopped happily.

The temple is very large, and Yuan Shuyu and the old monk walked for a while before they happened to walk to the front temple.

The front temple is solemn and solemn, someone is cleaning on the side, and there is incense in front of the Buddha, and there is little smoke.

Most of the ancestors of Yuanshu are military generals, and the soldiers are fighting outside, and the family members are not at ease, and only by asking the Buddha for peace seems to be able to make the heart more stable.

Because he is accustomed to seeing the meticulous places of the Buddhist hall at home, Yuan Shuyu has high requirements for the temple, but according to what he just saw, the appearance of this temple is not good, but the inside is actually very exquisite.

Passing by the Buddha, Yuan Shuyu folded his hands and respectfully put on the pillar incense, and the old monk bowed his head and said "Amitabha".