The little monk's eyes widened ignorantly, and he looked at Luo Bei without blinking, as if he was a little surprised, but this time he didn't have time to think about anything, because he was very familiar with the "Clear" master that Luo Bei said.

"You ...... Do you want to see my master?" he asked in a crisp voice.

Luo Bei nodded and said, "Little master, we were entrusted to come to see Master Ran, or you can take us with you!"

Shixiang took two steps back, a little dazed, and said, "But...... But Master, he's an old man......"

He spoke word by word very slowly, and before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud voice sound.

"But Master, his old man is in retreat, and we haven't seen him for a long time......

Luo Bei was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw a tall and thin monk standing behind them.

This monk is extremely thin all over, he seems to be not young, his face is very long, his cheekbones are quite high, his eyebrows are in the sideburns, he is thin and tall, but he does not look as thin as the young girl, but gives people a sense of oppression.

As soon as Shifang saw the tall and thin monk, he subconsciously lowered his head, as if he was afraid of the monks.

"Shifang, you don't go to morning class, why do you still run out and talk to people casually?" Although his tone was quite gentle, the meaning of reproach was obvious.

Shifang buried his head, a pair of delicate little hands crossed together, as if he had been wronged and did not dare to speak out.

The thin monk smiled and said to Luo Beihe and Killing: "Two, my junior brother is young, and I don't fully know many things in the temple, if there is anything, please talk to the poor monk!"

Luo Bei smiled bitterly in his heart, listening to the monk's words, as if the two of them were human traffickers, what intentions did he have for the three or four-year-old little monk.

However, even if he thought so in his heart, Luo Bei didn't show it, if he thought about it carefully, in fact, other people's defensive hearts were not unreasonable, after all, he and Kill suddenly visited, and the little monk was really young, if he was afraid that he would also have some hostility.

"Master......" Luo Bei called softly.

The thin monk nodded with a smile, folded his hands and said, "Poor monk Juexin"

Luobei also hurriedly returned the salute and said, "My name is Luobei"

At this time, Kill also immediately said: "My Dharma name is Killing, I come from the Lotus Temple, and we are all monks!"

It's just that Kill didn't go to see Luo Bei and Juexin at all, but kept staring at the little monk Shifang, as if he was extremely interested in him.

"Killing...... This name has a lot of meaning, but I don't know who took it?" Jue Xin asked after thinking for a moment.

As if he hadn't heard his question, he ignored it.

Luo Bei smiled bitterly: "This is from his master, Master Wu'an, and I was also surprised when I first heard it."

Jue Xin shook his head slightly and said, "This Dharma name cannot be understood by ordinary people, it seems that Master Wu'an has high hopes for his disciple!"

Buddhism pays attention to compassion, and it has always been forbidden to kill, so the word used in the name of the Dharma is taboo for ordinary people, if it is not for the explanation of Master Wu'an, Luo Bei has always been a little unacceptable, but I didn't expect that the monk in front of him could understand the meaning of it as soon as he heard it, so that Luo Bei couldn't help but have a little admiration.

"Master Juexin, the two of us rushed into the temple early in the morning, and asked for forgiveness for our reckless crimes, but we are indeed entrusted by others, and we want to see Master Liran, the abbot of your temple......"

Juexin frowned slightly, as if he was right

Luo Bei and the others have not yet dissipated their vigilance, but he still has a slight smile on his face, and said: "It's not that Juexin deliberately obstructs it, it's really the critical moment of the retreat, even my disciples don't dare to disturb it easily, it's better to stay in the meditation room in the temple first, and wait for me to find a chance to meet the family teacher and inform him of this matter, okay?"

Luo Bei couldn't help but frown secretly, thinking that this Juexin didn't seem to want them to see the abbot immediately, but why did he do this?

In order to be able to fulfill Yue Fei's entrustment, he could only endure it temporarily, because some things really couldn't be rushed, otherwise it might backfire, he could only stay with Kill Sheng for the time being, see why Juexin did this, and then make a decision.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and said, "Then the two of us are going to disturb the temple, everything is up to the master's arrangement!"

Juexin smiled and said, "It's okay......" After speaking, he turned around and called a little novice and asked him to take Luo Bei and Kill Sheng to the place where he lived, and he smiled and waved his hand, and left with Shifang.

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In this way, Luo Bei and Kill Sheng temporarily stayed in Xuanqing Temple, and the little novice took the two of them to the backyard of the temple, which was very quiet, and there were not many rooms, except for the monks in the temple to occupy a few side-by-side meditation rooms, the kitchen, the scripture building, and a Rakshasa Hall, there were only two bedrooms for outsiders to stay.

These two rooms are not together with other rooms, the room layout in the small courtyard is roughly a U-shape, sitting north and facing south is a two-story scripture building, the left side of the scripture building is the monk's residence, the kitchen is closer to there, and Luobei and the killing of the residence is opposite the meditation room where the monks live, although the Rakshasa Hall is on the same side as their residence, but it is closer to the scripture building, and they seem to be a little far away.

Behind the monk's residence was a vegetable garden, and in the middle of the courtyard was the tall tree that Luobei had seen before, with lush foliage, and it could almost reach the sky when they looked up.

The leaves on the trees fell to the ground, and I don't know if the monks in the temple had time to clean them in the future or deliberately kept them, which did not make people feel desolate, but added a bit of quiet Zen.

Luo Bei and Kill were taken to the guest room, and the beds inside were all clean and tidy, it seemed that they were often cleaned, and there was not even a trace of dust on the table and on the windowsill.

Now that most of the day had passed, no monk had come, except for the noon meal, as if they had completely forgotten the existence of the two of them.

I don't know at what point the sun began to set in the west, and now it has set on the opposite side of the mountain behind the temple.

Judging from the position of the sun, the mountain peak on which the temple rests is closer to the east, so the afternoon sun is better, and it shines through the dense branches and leaves of the big tree, with bursts of warmth, shining on the back of Luobei and Killing, who are sitting cross-legged under the tree, and the warmth spreads throughout the body, making people feel a little sleepy.

Killing Sheng yawned, and was talking about something in a hurry just now, and he couldn't open his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Luo Bei saw that Kill was about to fall asleep, so he didn't speak again, took off his coat, and carefully covered Kill Sheng, although the weather here was very warm, but it was easy to catch a cold after falling asleep.

Killing Sheng fell asleep quietly, the little monk closed his eyes, looking ignorant and young, which seemed to be completely different from his sometimes honest and sometimes slightly cunning temperament.

Thinking of the situation when the two first met, and all the way to the Lotus Temple, the pair of masters and apprentices ate drunken fairy chicken and drank a jar of red cotton alcohol each, Luo Bei smiled

Come out.

However, soon he sighed again, because he already knew in his heart that Master Wu'an should be fierce and unlucky, and I am afraid that he had already been poisoned by the Black Feather Cavalry, if the little monk knew that the master was no longer alive, I don't know how he would feel?

Killing gradually fell asleep, but Luo Bei lost his sleepiness, so he planned to get up and walk around the small courtyard to relieve the worries in his heart.

Unconsciously, he walked to the front of the Rakshasa Hall, only to see that the doors and windows of the Rakshasa Hall were closed, and he couldn't see the situation inside, which couldn't help but make Luobei a little surprised, according to such a good weather, if there were people inside, they should naturally open the windows to let the sunlight in, and also let the room ventilate.

Maybe there was no one in the house, but just as Luo Bei was thinking like this, there was a clear sound of wooden fish inside.

Luo Bei was stunned, raised his head and looked up, still couldn't see the situation inside, but he could almost clearly perceive that there must be someone inside, since there were people, then why did he close the doors and windows tightly? Luo Bei was a little puzzled.

In fact, since he and Killsheng came here, he has always had a vague feeling that there is something strange about this temple, but he can't say what it is.

Maybe it's the thin monk Juexin, maybe it's the little monk Shifang who was stopped by Juexin and didn't finish his words, he and Kill Sheng have been living here for almost a whole day, and no one has even come to ask a word, plus this Rakshasa Hall with closed doors and windows, it is clear that someone is knocking on the wooden fish inside, but it gives people a mysterious feeling.

Luo Bei let out a long breath, and didn't plan to think about it further, because it was not much use to dream about it, even if there was something in Xuanqing Temple, he had to find a way to meet Master Ran and complete Yue Fei's entrustment.

Leaving the Rakshasa Hall, there is a two-story dark building in front, which is the Tibetan scripture building in the Xuanqing Temple, Luobei feels that in this temple in addition to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the front hall, only here is still a little bit like this.

Because there were no monks here, he naturally would not venture into the scripture building, and he knew that the place where the scriptures were hidden was an extremely important place for every monastery.

Standing in front of the Tibetan Scripture Building, Luo Bei stood for a long time, and he even wondered if the abbot master would be sitting somewhere in the Tibetan Scripture Building, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand and meditating silently.

When I inadvertently raised my head, I saw a couplet written on the two pillars in front of the door of the scripture building.

"The Organ Doesn't Hang Out"

"The mood is flawless, the moon is in the sky"

These two couplets have both Zen and seem to have a clean and elegant heart, I don't know who inscribed them?

A gust of wind blew, and the shadows of the trees on the mountain behind the temple swayed in the greenery, and the sun that fell down the mountain turned into a red sunset.

With the sunset draped over your shoulders and the coolness of the breeze and the warmth of the sun, this is probably the most comfortable time on the mountain.

Listening to the sound of twilight drums gradually coming from the temple, standing between Zen and the mundane, everything seems to be a world away.

Luo Bei felt as if he had just stepped out of the battlefield in full swing, and for a long time he couldn't forget the pictures painted by those blood and corpses, he once thought that he would sink into those scenes, but he didn't expect that this battle would end like this, and he also came to a quiet, quiet temple.

He didn't know whether Yue Fei intended it or just entrusted it to that important thing, so he came here, bathed in the sunset, and looked at the couplet in front of the scripture building.

Everything seems to be unexpected, but it makes sense.

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