Go crazy!You call me the ultimate?

When everyone entered the temple, the scene presented in front of them made people unbelievable.

The ancient temple is rejuvenated, the glazed tiles on the roof are verdant, the red walls are majestic and solemn, the nanmu columns, carved beams and painted buildings are extremely luxurious.

Even the ground is clean and spotless, dozens of big trees in the yard have lush branches and leaves, and a few sika deer are resting leisurely under the trees.

There are hundreds of monks coming and going, and everyone is in a hurry.

In the Buddhist hall not far away, there were bursts of chanting, and the Buddha's voice was faint.

It doesn't look like a long-abandoned temple.

More importantly, more than half an hour ago, they clearly saw that the Lanzha Temple had been attacked, and the temple was on fire, with thick smoke billowing.

But the temple in front of me didn't have any gunpowder smoke, and the air was fresh. It didn't look like it had been attacked at all.

What's happening here?
The fat man looked around for a while, and said in a daze.

"Did they clean up all the traces of the explosion?"

Hu Bayi shook his head with a strange expression.

"I saw that several roofs were blown away. Even if the traces of the explosion were cleaned, it was impossible to repair the roof within half an hour. It's really strange."

Wang Kaixuan looked at Dr. Luo and said suspiciously.

"You said there were three thousand ambush soldiers in the monastery, and all your people are lamas?"

Both Doctor Luo and A Sheng shook their heads in shock.

"No, these monks are not ours!"

"We don't know what's going on!"

A brand-new temple, a lama who appeared out of nowhere.

The sight in front of them made everyone feel incredible.

Even Ji Changsheng showed a curious look, and he looked at the Zhike monk who was leading the way.

"Master, how long have you been here?"

After thinking for a while, the Zhike monk replied.

"The poor monk was ordained and became a monk here 40 years ago. The master and brothers have lived here all their lives and rarely leave."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more shocked.

Lanzha Temple was abandoned more than 70 years ago, and the monks in the temple have long since dispersed.

The Zhike monk said that he lived here all his life, how could this be possible!
The fat man sneered, stepped forward and grabbed the Zhike monk by the collar.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost for me, you must be Wang Zanghai's subordinates, why are you pretending!"

The Zhike monk was not angry, but said calmly.

"This benefactor, the poor monk doesn't know who the Wang Zanghai you mentioned is. The benefactor must have made a mistake."

The fat man was a joker, so he immediately pulled out the knife and put it on the monk's neck.

"Do you think I'm joking with you? Believe it or not, I'll send you to see the Buddha!"

Only now did Zhike Monk's face change slightly, and he clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, good is good."

"The benefactor is too hostile, please put down the butcher knife."

If the fat man gets ruthless, he will stab him in the face.

But was stopped by Wuxie.

"Don't mess around before you figure out the situation."

As he spoke, he pointed around.

The fat man looked up and saw more than 100 lamas holding sticks around him, but these monks had no murderous look on their faces, they just came to stop him when they saw him attacking with a knife.

The little brother snatched the fat man's knife casually and rescued the Zhike monk.

"Master, what is your dharma name?"

The Zhike monk replied immediately.

"The name of the poor monk is Dehong."

The little brother changed his expression and asked again.

"Then do you know a master named Deren?"

Lama Dehong nodded and smiled slightly.

"Master Deren is the brother of the poor monk. He asked me to come to the gate of the temple to welcome him. Please come with me."

After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation and walked towards the inner courtyard.

After a little thought, the little brother said.

"Go and see first, I know Master Deren."

So everyone followed immediately, and the law enforcement lamas holding sticks also dispersed.

Lanzha Temple is very large, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with dozens of Buddhist temples and thousands of Buddhist rooms.

The place where the Zhike monk took them was the Vajra Hall in the backyard, where Master Deren lived.

Under the leadership of the Zhike monk, the crowd passed through more than a dozen Buddhist temples, and the more they watched along the way, the more frightened they became.

Except for the Lama, there was no one else to be seen in the Lanzha Temple, and the whole temple seemed to be newly built, with no flaws at all.

They seem to have traveled through time and space and returned to the most prosperous time of Lanzha Temple!
Wu Xie couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Ji, little brother, what's going on?"

"Could it be that we crossed collectively!"

Such a strange scene cannot be explained by common sense at all, and anyone would think of time travel.

But Ji Changsheng doesn't think so, because he is a real time traveler, and he knows that time travel is not like this.

"It's definitely not time travel, there should be something else wrong."

"If this is Master Hei's method, it really impresses me."

The little brother didn't make a sound, but kept looking around, the look in his eyes became more and more complicated, as if he was preoccupied.

Seeing this, the fat man couldn't help asking.

"Brother, hasn't there been no lamas in this temple for a long time? Why is the Deren Lama you know here?"

After thinking for a while, the little brother replied.

"He never left."

Everyone was puzzled, but seeing that the little brother was unwilling to continue, they didn't ask any more questions.

After passing through more than a dozen Buddhist temples, we finally came to the Vajra Hall in the backyard.

The Vajra Hall is a dharma hall dedicated to the Eight Great King Kongs, and some temples worship the Four Great King Kongs, each of which is different.

When everyone stepped into the backyard, the first thing they saw were ten braziers in the yard.

Ten copper pots were placed on a wooden stand, and a raging charcoal fire was burning in the pots, and the temperature suddenly rose by more than ten degrees.

Fatty looked at it and said curiously.

"It's really strange. What does it mean that the brazier is not placed inside the house, but outside?"

After the little brother saw these braziers, a trace of warmth flashed across his face.

He walked to the brazier and stretched out his hands to warm the fire.

"Everyone, come and warm up. This is specially prepared by Lama Deren for us."

Everyone gathered around one after another, grilling charcoal fire, and the severe cold was quickly dispelled, and the atmosphere eased a lot.

The fat man smiled embarrassedly.

"These lamas are really thoughtful. It seems that I wrongly blamed them just now."

The little brother gave a rare smile and said.

"In the past, every time I came to Lanzha Monastery, Lama Deren would prepare ten braziers at the entrance. This is a habit he has developed and will never change."

After everyone heard this, they realized that the brazier was actually prepared for the younger brother.

The fat man couldn't help asking.

"Then what were you doing here before?"

The little brother was about to answer when he heard an old voice coming from the house.

"Ten years apart, how is your honored guest?"

The little brother immediately looked at the meditation room where the voice came from, and said softly.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Master Deren."