"Your Highness doesn't seem to believe in gods and Buddhas. Ah Yue asked Feng Yueming curiously.

A few people accompanied Feng Yueming to almost visit this temple, the sun had already risen high, and it was still a little hot at noon in April.

Feng Yueming paused, glanced back at Ah Yue, but did not answer, and continued to walk forward, "Continue to walk, this temple is not that big, let's go back to Master Hopeless in a while." ”

Feng Yueming's meaning is almost acquiescence, several girls look at each other, there is no state religion in the Ye Dynasty, and the people who believe in Buddhism are all by the people, but there are indeed few people who don't believe in gods and Buddhas, especially the queen mother, who believes in Buddhism for most of the year, and has spent most of the year in Baotong Temple, so it is indeed unimaginable that Feng Yueming does not believe in Buddhism.

Several girls did have this idea, but no one said it directly like Ah Yue.

Feng Yueming's identity seems to be known to the monks in this temple, and when she meets Feng Yueming, she just salutes, and there is no obstacle to wherever she wants to go, and she walked to the backyard unconsciously.

The backyard is obviously not open to pilgrims, only a few monks are doing different things, and they are all stunned when they see Feng Yueming, but their attitude is extremely respectful.

When Feng Yueming arrived in this backyard, her footsteps slowed down, and she wandered around in this backyard, the scene and things in the backyard were much simpler than before, and she beckoned to a little monk.

The little monk stepped forward and saluted Feng Yueming, "Your Highness." ”

"Aren't there pilgrims in the temple on weekdays?" Feng Yueming said with some curiosity, the small courtyard where Master Hopeless was located was obviously not a place to rest on weekdays.

"If you go back to Your Highness, there are indeed no pilgrims in the temple. The little monk said unhurriedly.

Feng Yueming smiled, "I see." Looking back at a few people, "Looks like we're going to be back to the city in the afternoon." ”

"There have always been no pilgrims in this temple. Wang Wan'er said with a smile, "So on weekdays, the courtiers come to the house to offer incense, and they will return to the city after eating fast." ”

Feng Yueming looked at the backyard and was not big, there was nothing to see, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she saw a small door, "Where is that?" and walked over, after all, the door didn't look like an ordinary yard.

The little monk showed a tangled expression when he saw Feng Yueming walking in that direction, but remembering the words of Master Hopeless, he still didn't stop him.

Feng Yueming pushed the door open a crack, and when she saw the scene inside, she sighed lightly and reached out to close the door.

The others were still a few steps away from Feng Yueming, and except for Feng Yi and Ah Yue, who had good kung fu and good eyesight, the others didn't see the scene inside.

......

Feng Yueming closed the door properly, and then turned to look at a few people, "Since you're done shopping, let's go back to Master Hopeless, I think Wu Gongzi should finish chatting with the master." ”

The others didn't speak, Feng Yi also glanced at Feng Yueming a few times, for some reason, he felt that Feng Yueming's mood didn't seem to be good, before leaving the backyard, he glanced back and saw the black cloth strip on the tree outside the temple, and then looked back at Feng Yueming's eyes sank.

Feng Yueming slowly walked towards the courtyard of the hopeless master, the pilgrims had left a lot, and the smell of sandalwood was no longer pungent, but much longer.

A little novice walked over and folded his hands in front of Feng Yueming, "Your Highness, the abbot asked the poor monk to show you the way to the dining hall." ”

"In that case, let's lead the way. Feng Yueming said slowly.

There were no people in the hall, even the monks were only a few busy, Feng Yueming knew that this scene would only appear because she came, but she didn't say anything.

Master Hopeless greeted Feng Yueming at the door and clasped his hands together at her, "Please fast, Your Highness." ”

Feng Yueming nodded, took the lead in entering the dining hall, saw the old wooden box with a little oily at the door, took out a small gold bead and put it in.

The others did the same, and put a piece of broken silver in it.

The taste of coarse tea and light rice is naturally not very delicious, but Feng Yueming eats it very seriously.

......

There are no pilgrims in the temple, so naturally there is no place for pilgrims to live, and Feng Yueming naturally can't rest at noon, so she can only go to the courtyard of Master Hopeless to drink tea.

Feng Yueming picked up the teacup and tasted it, it was a medicinal herb tea that replenished qi, almost no one could not drink it, so she took a shallow sip.

"Your Highness. Master Hopeless saw that Feng Yueming had no intention of speaking, so he could only speak first.

"Huh?" Feng Yueming raised her eyes to look at Master Hopeless, waiting for his words.

"Your Highness, please be careful. Master Hopeless looked at the others and sighed lightly.

Feng Yueming drank tea for a moment, looked at the hopeless master's eyes became much more serious, this master seemed to know something, and then showed a smile, "I am"

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