Sun Daqiao opened the crowd and walked forward to salute, the old monk raised his eyes to see him, his eyes were first puzzled, and then his eyes flashed: "It turns out that it is Sun Shizhu, who has been separated for more than ten years, and he will not come to harm." ”

"Thank you Zen Master for your concern, I shouldn't have come to bother, but the people in the ancient town under the mountain are mostly in Maodong, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to take us in, if the Zen master is willing to let us stay overnight, I would be grateful."

The sunset was no longer visible when they spoke, and Sun Daqiao hurriedly expressed his intentions, and tried not to use coarse words in his words as much as possible, so as to reassure Gu Ming.

"If you don't dislike it, you can go to the temple to live, but it's just that the house is leaking, don't dislike it."

After speaking, Zen Master Gu Ming completely opened the mountain gate, Yue Guanchao and they rode into the stable, and followed the old monk into the temple.

The pattern of the temple is the same as that of the ordinary temple, after entering the mountain gate, you can see the square courtyard to open up the lotus pond, there are bells and drums on both sides of the lotus pond on the second floor, and then the Tianwang Palace, through the courtyard corridor around to the Tianwang Palace, you can see the Medicine Master Palace, the Reclining Buddha Palace, the Guanyin Palace, the Daxiong Palace, the Nian Buddha Hall in a vertical row, and finally come to the Houzen Courtyard.

Here, there is also a little novice sitting outside the house holding a charcoal fire to burn the kang, the little hands and faces are red from the cold, and he has to sigh a few times when he picks up a few firewoods.

Yue Guanchao walked all the way down, these Buddha hall towers are indeed much smaller than ordinary temples, although the sparrows are small, there are all kinds of things, but they really haven't been repaired much, either the temple sounds, or the Buddha statue is off the paint, and I don't know why he doesn't maintain and repair, let the Buddha statue corrode all the weeds, from a distance, there seem to be a few wild gods and spirits sitting on the lotus platform of the Buddha hall, which is even stranger than the wild immortal temple!

"These monastic houses are for the monks to rest, usually only a few guests come to stay, you can stay in the monastic house temporarily, I will call the clear space to burn some firewood for you later, the night is cold and the weather is cold, pay attention to keep warm."

After saying this, the little novice folded together with them and led them to the monk's house that was a guest house.

After entering the monastery, it can be seen that the surrounding is surrounded by a "concave" character around many single monks' houses, these cover rooms are originally prepared for the monks, there is no furnishings inside, the thick earth wall digs out the square windows, there are wooden mullions portholes that can be supported, and the outside shines on the heavy white linen paper, which can not only prevent the cold and isolate the wind and snow, but also play an aesthetic role.

Open the wooden door and walk in, it is the size of an ordinary house, you can't walk ten steps left and right, there are soil pits on both sides of the door, there are wooden niches on the wall, there are many sundries piled up, in addition to this, there are old wooden wardrobes and bookshelves on the back wall, simple but not dirty, the bedding and straw mats are all pulp and clean, there are kang stoves on both sides, there are iron shelves sitting on the kang head, and there are rusty iron kettles on it.

Yue Guanchao They have men and women, it is definitely impossible to sleep on the same place, he and Yue Qingshan combined, divided the crowd into three kang houses, Hua Ling and Song Siyuan slept in the monk's house in the middle, he and the second uncle slept in the left room, Sun Daqiao and Xuan Niang slept in the right room.

"I ...... Can't I sleep in the same room with my daughter? ”

Sun Daqiao looked at Xuan Niang, such a mysterious person, he didn't dare to go on the kang together.

This old bone can't be old and still be smacked!

"Sun Daqiao, let's just take care of the two daughters, you take care of your daughter, you want Song Qianjin to have a room by yourself, you are not ashamed of you~"

Yue Guanchao was slightly dissatisfied and threatened.

"You old calf thinks too much, you don't look at your bald appearance, who will take care of you when you go out, you can put your heart in your stomach, I will be more honest than you."

Sun Daqiao was originally reluctant, but when Sister Xuan looked at him with a reluctant face, he was relieved.

After going back and forth, everyone finished dividing the monk's house, and Xiao Shami also slipped out several baskets of firewood, taking advantage of the efforts of these young dolls to burn the stove, Yue Guanchao decided to set up a set of nearly and inquire about the situation.

"Little monk, I have a candy cube here, can you eat it?"

Yue Guanchao didn't wait for him to refuse, and stuffed the pocket toffee into Xiao Shami's hand.

Xiao Shami grabbed the candy and sniffed it in his nose to make sure that it was sweet and delicious, so he untied the piece of paper and chewed it into his mouth, and ate it with a milky mouthful.

"You and Master haven't always lived in the temple, why haven't you ever repaired the Buddha statue?"

Yue Guanchao has entered a lot of temples, although the temple is dilapidated and collapsed, as long as it is not an ownerless wild temple, the Buddha statue may not be a lacquered gold body, it must be incense, clean and tidy, and it will never be overgrown with weeds like now.

"My master said that there are Buddhas in my heart and Buddhas everywhere, and the weeds and wild mosses on these Buddha statues are also thousands of living beings, which cannot be easily uprooted, so I just sprinkle and sweep and prune the long branches every day."

"I see!"

"Then do you know how long Zen Master Gu Ming has been in this temple?" Song Siyuan walked in and asked.

"I don't know about this, since I can remember, my master has been doing temple blessings in the temple."

When the little monk spoke, Yue Song looked at the little monk.

He was only knee-high, he ate chubby and white tenderly, his little brain melon had a layer of smoky hair, and he didn't have time to ring the scar, those two round eyes were bright and bright, and his little face trembled when he ate sugar, which was extremely cute, and it didn't look like he was lying.

"Little doll, do you know what Tanuki Langjun Temple is nearby?"

Yue Qingshan got straight to the point and asked them directly, what they said they knew!