Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

If the previous temple is a normal temple decoration, then this one is a bit strange.

There is no Buddha or Bodhisattva enshrined on the shrine, and the platform is empty. However, there are many futons placed in front of the shrine. The futons must have been used for a long time, and there are still traces of kneeling on them.

Yun Qian looked around, and Feng Xuan walked to Yun Qian's side and said, "There is something weird here, and it seems to easily affect our minds."

Yun Qian thought to herself, that's it. She felt strange when she just entered the door, and her spirit was unstable for a moment.

Could it be said that the actions of Feng Xuan and Meng Xiang just now were also affected by this palace?

The back of the shrine was also empty, but there were three tribute trays placed on the tribute table at the back, which were filled with tributes.

And the tributes on the tribute plate are still fresh.

"Who is this tribute to?" Yun Qian asked in a low voice.

But no one responded to her words, not even Kou Bai said anything. Yun Qian felt something was wrong. She turned around suddenly and found that there was no one behind her, and Feng Xuan, who was close, was nowhere to be found.

Yun Qian looked back at the tribute platform. The scene on the tribute platform had obviously changed again. The tribute tray was still filled with tributes, but with more incense.

There were noisy voices outside. Yun Qian walked out and found that the originally deserted temple had become bustling with people. She raised her hand to grab someone and ask what was going on.

As a result, Yun Qian's hand passed through the body of the passing pilgrim, and the pilgrim passed directly in front of Yun Qian as if he couldn't see her.

This is an illusion, Yun Qian thought.

Seeing the bustling scene of temples filled with incense and pilgrims crossing the threshold, Yun Qian guessed that she had entered an illusion from many years ago.

Yun Qian looked at the empty shrine. The shrine from many years ago was not empty. Instead, there was a statue of a kind-hearted Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva held an orchid finger on his chest and held something in his other hand. Yun Qian actually It's unclear what the statue is holding in its hands.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyes slightly, as if he could see Yun Qian, an outsider, and his insubstantial gaze made Yun Qian feel a little uncomfortable.

Yun Qian turned around and walked out of the palace. When he stepped out of the threshold, he passed by a woman wearing a black cloak.

The temple from many years ago was full of vitality. Yun Qian turned to look at the location of the arch. The lush branches of the big banyan tree almost reached the courtyard wall. The red cloth and silk hanging on it were much smaller than when Yun Qian and the others saw it later. More and less.

The big banyan tree at this time was no different from the big banyan tree Yun Qian saw later, except that it didn't have so many leaves.

Yun Qian raised his eyes, looking for the red silk at the top, but couldn't find it.

"Isn't it this time that you haven't hung it up yet?" Yun Qian murmured.

Yun Qian stood under the tree and watched the people who came to pray come and go. They didn't know that an outsider was also under the tree at this time.

A gust of wind blew by, and the red cloth and silk were blown. From a distance, it looked like a burning fire, extremely bright.

Most of people's wishes are about family love, family safety, money and reputation. Some people want to pray sincerely, while others are just following the trend to join in the fun.

The leaves sway with the wind, as if God is telling people that he has heard their wishes.

Gradually, at night, the pilgrims had almost left, and the monks were cleaning the temple with brooms in the night.

Yun Qian got tired of standing, so he sat on the steps in front of the temple and listened to the monks chatting.

"The incense has been particularly strong these days, and many more people have come, including people from outside Yanjing City."

"I guess the war has started again. I think most people are here to seek peace."

"Let's not talk about the war. The man who died in the temple a few days ago, the government sent people to guard him for a few days except for superficial appearances. Now that everyone has gone back, the people have no choice but to come to the temple to pray."

When it came to the person who died in the temple, the monks kept it secret. They all clasped their hands and said in unison, "Amitabha, I am compassionate."

Yun Qian listened to their discussion with open ears, but the monks did not continue talking, but started another topic. Yun Qian was so anxious that he wanted to rush in front of them and let them finish their words.

But they couldn't see or hear Yun Qian. Even if Yun Qian broke his throat, they couldn't hear him.

"In the past few days, the female donor who always wears a black cloak seems to come more frequently, and she always wears a veil. At first, I thought she was in the wrong place and was not here to pray."

"I know that the female donor comes to chant sutras every day. I asked her a few questions, and she said she wanted to ask the Bodhisattva to protect her child's safety."

Hearing the keyword, Yun Qian sat up straight.

"Is her child sick?"

"Monks shouldn't ask too many questions. Unless the donor volunteers, we can't force anyone to reveal their scars."

The monks finished cleaning the temple, put down brooms, and headed to their residence while chatting. Yun Qian thought there might be some important information, so she followed them.

Just when Yun Qian was about to follow the monks into the wing, a strong hand wrapped around Yun Qian's waist from behind and took Yun Qian away from the monks' wing.

If Yun Qian hadn't heard the sound of the white jade bell hanging on the waist of the person behind him, he would have screamed.

Kou Bai almost half hugged and half hugged his master away from the monk's room, and walked out for a long time before letting go of Yun Qian.

Yun Qian put her hands on her hips and turned back. Just as she was about to speak, something suddenly occurred to her, her expression became wary, and she reached out to poke Kou Bai in the face.

"Are you the real Kou Bai? Are you also in an illusion?"

Kou Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, it's true."

"I don't believe it unless you tell me something that only the two of us know."

"........."

Kou Bai thought for a while, "On my birthday when I was ten years old, master made longevity noodles for me for the first time. The noodles were cooked before they were even heated, and he added half a spoonful of salt."

"You were worried that it wouldn't taste good, so you tasted it first and found something was wrong. Then you poured it into the useless bowl next to it. As a result, that bowl of noodles was eaten by Senior Brother Chen. After that, Senior Brother Chen had diarrhea for the whole day."

Yun Qian lowered her head as she listened, and finally covered her face with her hands, "Okay, stop talking, I believe you are telling the truth."

"But," Yun Qian spotted Hua Dian, raised his head and asked, "How do you know that I made that bowl of noodles? I obviously made it behind your back."

Kou Bai smiled and said nothing, only looking at Yun Qian with gentle eyes.

Because he was young at that time, he still loved to stick to Yun Qian. When Yun Qian was gone soon, he would look for her, and he happened to see the whole process of Yun Qian making longevity noodles.

Senior Brother Chen suffered from diarrhea for a day and finally collapsed. On the way back to the disciples' dormitory, he met Kou Bai and cried out about his painful experience that day.

Kou Xiaobai burst into tears, sang and cried. Kou Xiaobai knew from a young age that he wanted to protect his master's reputation outside the world, so he just pretended to pat Senior Brother Chen's shoulder deeply.

"Senior brother, thank you for your hard work."

Senior Brother Chen naively thought that his junior brother was comforting him, and it warmed his heart for a long time. He told everyone he met that his junior brother was very kind to him.