At the same time, Hua Zhao only took Luo Yu to visit Xiangguo Temple.

Before leaving, Luo Huaiqing also specially asked her if she needed help, but Hua Zhao thought that she was the only one who was familiar with the smell of Yun Qinghe, and it would not gain much if she asked many people to accompany her, so it was better to save such trouble.

Simply streamline your travels.

Xiangguo Temple, as usual, the Buddha incense is curling, and the visitors are weaving. Although it is located in the deep mountains, it is not quiet, but quite a human fireworks.

Walking up the long and curved staircase, you will find the central hall of Xiangguoji Temple surrounded by clouds.

Hua Zhao himself has no religious beliefs in modern times, and the original body is not a devout Buddhist.

But even though the place was unfamiliar, Hua Zhao still followed the rules and paid homage to the Buddha statue with respect.

Soon a little monk ushered in, it seems that he is a very young little master, and he will not be long in the temple.

Xiangguoji Temple is a royal temple, and the money for incense worship comes from the royal family, but it also receives incense donations from the people.

And as a wealthy flower family in the imperial capital, donations are naturally indispensable.

Therefore, if it is a monk who has been in Xiangguo Temple for a long time, it must be someone who knows Hua Zhao, and people like the abbot of Xiangguo Temple are sleek and sophisticated, and they will even rush to pay tribute to the Hua family.

However, this young little master is different, and his attitude towards Hua Zhao and his party is no different from that of ordinary pilgrims: "This benefactor, I don't know what I came to Xiangguo Temple for?" ”

The rules are respectful and respectful, but it is clear that he doesn't know Hua Zhao at all.

Hua Zhaoben didn't come to pray to God and worship Buddha, so he replied casually: "Just to worship in order to meditate." ”

The little master would also look at his eyes, and seeing that Hua Zhao was not interested in worshipping the Buddha, he simply quietly retreated and did not bother anymore.

In this way, Hua Zhao was still relaxed, and she simply approached the incense altar by herself, and sniffed one by one to distinguish the smell.

Acting in an abundance of caution, she first smelled the red candle, only to find that it was nothing more than the smell of burning wax droplets, and walked away.

The second is the ambergris, the unique smell of ambergris is too domineering and noble, and has nothing to do with the deep but soft smell on the man's body.

Again, it was the Western Regions to pay tribute to Putuo incense, and there was a hint of familiarity in the burning green smoke, but it was still different from the taste she was looking for.

I told Luo Yu to smell it again, and compared it a few times according to Luo Yu's description, but he still didn't get the answer he wanted.

Hua Zhao kept thinking about it, and then compared, but found that it was still in vain, and finally gave up the comparison, it seems that it is still not so easy to find.

When she turned around and tried to leave, she found a silent person standing behind her.

"Surprise me! Abbot, when did you come? ”

Hua Zhao was really startled, and there was something behind him that such a silent elder, wearing a monk's robe made of yellow and crimson, fell in this dim light, which was indeed a little weird.

"The poor monk has seen the flower benefactor. For a long time, I wanted to ask the flower donor what he needed, but when I saw that the donor was obsessed with finding incense, I didn't bother anymore. The abbot smiled and looked quite amiable.

"Master Abbot has been waiting for a long time."

Hanaaki smiled back politely.

"I wonder what kind of Buddhist incense the donor is looking for? The poor monk saw that the benefactor was very serious, and even sniffed the candles carefully. ”

I don't know if this abbot is deliberately trying to tease her, Hua Zhao feels a little embarrassed, but it's not good to say it directly, so he has to prevaricate.

"It's not that I'm looking for some Buddhist incense, but it's just surrounded by heavy incense, and I smell it in a peaceful mood, so I just smell it casually again......"

"It's okay, if the donor is looking for incense, why don't you let the poor monk help the donor?"

It seems that the abbot is a little reluctant.

Hua Zhao was helpless: "Then thank you Master Abbot." ”

So she described the smell of Yun Qinghe's body one by one according to her memory.

The abbot thought about it for a while, and really thought of something: "Donor, in the Changyi Kingdom, all temples have their own unique Buddha incense, such as my Xiangguo Temple, which has an incense called "Guotai Jun'an", but the smell of this incense is obviously not in line with what the young lady said. ”

As he spoke, the abbot took out a delicate and small incense box from his sleeve and handed it to Hua Zhao.

She took it and sniffed it, and sure enough, it was completely different from what she had in mind.

"So I don't know if the abbot has an impression of the incense that the other party described? It should also be from the temple of the Longwing Country. ”

Listening to Yun Qinghe's accent, eight or nine are inseparable from ten, and he is a person from the Long-Winged Country.

"Coincidentally, the poor monk has really smelled such incense. It seems like it was many years ago...... I smelled it in the Shaolin Temple at the junction of Dongyang and Changyi countries. ”

"Are you sure?" Hanaaki was eager to answer in the affirmative.

"If nothing else, it must be the unique incense there according to the benefactor's description. After all, the poor monk is a person who never forgets, and I believe the donor knows this very well. ”

I don't know if it's a glance, but the abbot's look when he sees money is really the same as a businessman. Hua Zhao couldn't help but slander.

However, he still got very important news from the mouth of this abbot, and other things are not so important, and Hua Zhao doesn't care about such a trivial matter.

She then said very gratefully: "Thank you to the abbot for his help and for providing very important clues, Hua Zhao has thanked the abbot here." ”

Say blessed and salute.

The abbot smiled even more and said: "It's all the affairs of the poor monks, if you can help the donor, it's the glory of the poor monks and the Han Temple!" ”

"The abbot is gracious."

The two exchanged pleasantries again, and Hua Zhao and his party went down the mountain.

This trip can also be said to be a full return, after all, such an important clue has been harvested.

And just as Hua Zhao and Luo Yu were going down the mountain, the gentleman in the east of the city was punching and kicking the poor old man, and he was in a miserable condition.

Soon, news spread all over the imperial capital.

Hua Zhao returned to Huafu, and soon someone sent a message to report, she was shocked when she heard it, and at the same time when she went to Xiangguo Temple to incense, there was such a vicious incident.