The Lingyun Temple is not large, it is compact, and it is located on the bustling main street.

But the incense here is very prosperous, and the good men and women who come to worship almost crowd the entire front yard.

Although a few novices were busy and dizzy, they seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and nothing went wrong.

Wen Chaoyan came out of his arms with five taels of silver and donated incense money.

Shami said in a loud voice, 'Amitabha, the donor is good', Wen Chaoyan took advantage of this to give two taels of silver to want a vacant meditation room, and only said that he wanted to use it for the sisters around him to take a short lunch break.

Although seven taels of silver is not a huge wealth, it is not a small amount, even ordinary people in the county and county, and they may not have such silver deposits for two or three years.

A small novice led them to the backyard.

This backyard is not as big as Jing Niang's house in Wutong Lane, boxy, except for a few trees, there is only one stone table and four stone benches.

There are six meditation rooms around, which is a boxy courtyard with a small door leading to it.

The young novice led them outside a meditation room, "This is the place where we have specially entertained our benefactors, and the two of you just have to rest, and no one will come to disturb you." ”

After saying that, Xiao Sha Mi clasped his hands and said, 'Amitabha, please donor', and then turned and left.

Jiang Wancheng actually felt in her heart that what this little novice said meant strangely.

Wen Chaoyan pushed open the door and walked in with Jiang Wancheng.

The furnishings were also very simple, with a table, two stools, and a hard bed made of stone and brick, with a mattress on top of it, and a quilt that was neatly stacked but looked thin and hard.

Jiang Wancheng didn't feel very comfortable since she came in, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Wen Chaoyan also seemed to notice it, he walked around the house, but still said, "You wait here for me to have a stick of incense." ”

Wen Chaoyan had something to do, so he had to ask for a side room to temporarily settle Jiang Wancheng.

Jiang Wancheng nodded obediently, "You have to be careful." ”

Wen Chaoyan stretched out his hand to lift her curtain, looked at her soft little face with the color of hibiscus, and pinched his fingertips tightly before he restrained the thought of stepping forward to be light.

He only said: "Don't worry, I'm not here to do anything dangerous, just to find someone and ask about something." ”

"But it doesn't really feel like a serious place. Don't drink the tea on the table, in case something is wrong. ”

Jiang Wancheng looked at the teapot and nodded.

As soon as Wen Chaoyan left, she closed the door and inserted the latch.

There is no entrance or exit to this room except for a door.

Jiang Wancheng moved the stool and sat under the wall opposite the door, while looking at the room again.

She finally realized that something was wrong!

This is a temple!

But in this room, there is not a single thing related to the Zen of Buddhism!

There are no calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and there are no Buddha-related ornaments in the house...... It's like an ordinary inn, the cheapest inferior room!

Jiang Wancheng was in the last life, before entering the Duanwang Mansion, he followed Zhang Hexuan all the way back to Beijing.

So, he also took her to some temples.

It is as large as a variety of famous temples in mountains and rivers, and as small as a temple.

Therefore, Jiang Wancheng has lived in different temple meditation rooms, which are the poorest and most humble temples, and their meditation rooms are difficult to even shelter from the wind and rain, but the rooms they entertain guests will never have nothing to do with the Buddha's intentions.

At the very least, there will be a wooden fish.

Or on the wall, a pair of Buddhist scriptures hanging on the wall.

Or, two Buddhist scriptures are placed on the table, which is convenient for good men and women who have a relationship with the Dharma to read and read.

But here, there's nothing.

This is a temple where incense is flourishing!

You can't be so poor that you can't afford to buy these things, right?

At this moment, Jiang Wancheng suddenly heard a few playful laughter from next door.

"Don't ...... It's ...... here."

"Afraid of what? As long as the money is given, these novice monks will turn a blind eye......"

Jiang Wancheng stood up instantly, she looked for the sound and confirmed that it was the voice from the room on the left, so she put her ear on it curiously.

"How so? This is Lingyun Temple! We are the most prosperous temple, and I heard that it is also the most spiritual temple of Buddhism, how can you make it seem like you...... It seems to be a place for people to cheat and steal prostitutes! ”

"Don't you believe it, you didn't understand what the novice said before? No one will come to disturb you...... It's a secret that only we prodigal sons know, come on my heart......"

Next, there is something even more unbearable.

Jiang Wancheng covered her ears and quickly slipped away.

She was not at ease, so she moved the stool to the door and resisted it.

Looking at the pot of tea on the table, my heart moved slightly: there can't really be anything added to it, right?

Jiang Wancheng walked over, lifted the teapot and sniffed it.

This taste...... It's really not like it's just clear water.

Didn't you really add something?

It's a pity that she has too little to learn now, so she can only smell a little bit of angelica, incense, and motherwort, and the rest is unknown.

Suddenly, there was screaming outside.

Jiang Wancheng's heart tightened, and as soon as she walked to the door, there was a knock outside the door.

Jiang Wancheng's chest jumped heavily, and she tried to ask: "The king of heaven covers the tiger?" ”

There was silence outside the door for a moment before he replied: "Chicken stewed mushrooms......"

"Cheng'er, it's me."

Hearing that it was Wen Chaoyan's deep and familiar voice, and the slogan was also right, Jiang Wancheng breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

She hurriedly withdrew the stool and took the latch with a happy face, and as soon as she opened the door, Wen Chaoyan grabbed her wrist: "Cheng'er, we have to leave here quickly." ”

Although Jiang Wancheng didn't know what was happening, she heard that the screams in the outer courtyard seemed to be getting more and more, and they were getting louder and louder.

And outside the small door, the figures were flustered, and they seemed to be running.

As if he had seen something extremely terrible, he ran and looked back behind him.

It can be seen that something big must have happened!

Jiang Wancheng knew that this was not the time to ask, so she nodded emphatically.

The two of them were about to leave, and in a few side rooms, they suddenly ran out in a panic.

At first glance, it turned out that they were all men and women in the same room, untidy, and there were two men, one woman and three people running out of one room at the same time......

What else did Wen Chaoyan not understand in an instant?

He clenched his fists, his face pale.

"Pickled land!"

He scolded angrily and quickly evacuated the courtyard with Jiang Wancheng.

The front yard was filled with crying and screaming, and children were pushed to the ground, crying and screaming but not seeing their families.

Jiang Wancheng stepped forward to help the child up, and a woman hurriedly came: "Dead girl, where did you run!" Don't hurry up and go! ”

Jiang Wancheng looked to the other side again, there was an old woman who had broken her head and was bleeding, and two women were tearing and scolding.

It's like a farce, ridiculous, but no one ends.

The entrance to the temple was also crowded, and I don't know what happened, everyone was blocked there, as if they couldn't get out.

Soon, the entire front yard was jammed with people, and the water was impassable.

(End of chapter)