After a while, Zhaojue Temple arrived.

It was not dark yet, so Yi Zheng said that Zhaojue Temple would close its gates at sunset. This would be the time when the sun was setting in the west and the sun was half hidden.

Zhaojue Temple is located on the top of a mountain with deep mountains. The magnificent temple is built with antique style, solemn and solemn, and filled with smoke.

Cars can only park outside the gate. If you want to go up, you have to pass through the mountain gate and walk up along the blue stone road.

Qin Jingyu followed Bo Hanting out of the car and looked at the large characters Zhaojue Temple. They had not been deliberately repaired, and the characters on them showed traces of the passage of hundreds of years.

It feels like you have returned to nature from a bustling big city in one fell swoop.

Bo Hanting was very familiar with this place and said to Qin Jingyu, "Let's go up first. Someone will bring our luggage up soon."

She hummed and nodded.

On the way up the stone slab, there were still a few passers-by coming down the mountain.

All the way up, she walked for about ten minutes before she saw the real Zhaojue Temple, with apricot-yellow walls and blue-gray ridges, half bathed in the rose-red morning glow. She heard the sound of chanting sutras and the melodious music of the Buddha. Temple bells.

Qin Jingyu smelled the scent of incense, which was exactly the same as that in the quiet room. She couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, do you still remember living here when you were a child?"

When Bo Hanting heard this, he was stunned. He raised his eyes to look at the birds on the Bodhi tree, which suddenly started to frighten. A dark light flashed in his eyes, "I don't remember."

Qin Jingyu said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Yes, it happened so long ago. How old was he at the time? It's normal for him not to remember.

When they went there, they met a young novice monk in yellow cassock who was about to close the temple door. He looked about ten years old.

Yi Zheng said, "Don't Buddhas save people with a bachelor's degree or below?"

The little novice monk also saw them and his eyes lit up: "Donor Bo, you are here."

Bo Hanting nodded, "Come and stay for two nights."

"Then I'll tell the master." The little novice monk looked at Bo Hanting and then at Qin Jingyu beside him. He didn't close the door and said he wanted to go in and tell the host about the important matter.

Qin Jingyu smiled and said, "Uncle, it seems you are really an old acquaintance here." Even the young novice monk looked familiar to him.

Bo Hanting said: "His name is Shanhe, he has just turned ten years old, and he is the Qiwu novice monk of Zhaojue Temple."

"Did your family send you to a temple at such a young age?" But now, no one would send him to a temple at the age of ten when he should be in school.

Bo Hanting shook his head and explained: "Shanhe is an orphan. He was brought back from the orphanage by Master Huineng. He is the youngest monk in the temple. He usually attends classes at the school down the mountain."

Qin Jingyu understood that this was the case.

He took Qin Jingyu in first and did not go to the Buddhist hall from the main entrance because it was the time when the monks were chanting sutras in the evening.

After walking through a small stone path, we came to the side courtyard, where there is a huge Bodhi tree.

Smelling the scent of incense, Qin Jingyu felt relaxed.

After a while, Shanhe, who had just run away, came over with an old monk.

The old monk saw Bo Hanting and said, "I knew that Donor Bo would be here."

Bo Hanting shouted, "Long time no see, Master Huineng."

"It has been more than two or three months since I last saw Donor Bo come to the temple." Master Huineng said and looked at Qin Jingyu beside him, "Did you bring a friend here this time?"

Shan He said innocently: "This is the first time I have seen the donor bring someone here. I wonder who this brother is as the donor?"

Huineng raised his hand and touched Shanhe's bald head and Shanfan, "Shanhe, it's time for you to go chant sutras with your senior brothers."

Shan He didn't want to leave yet: "But Master..."

Master Huineng pretended to be harsh: "Are you trying to be lazy again today?"

"Ok."

Shan He was reluctant to leave without looking back three times.

Qin Jingyu couldn't help laughing when he saw this. Shanhe, the little novice monk, was clearly still a child.

"Master Huineng, this is my third brother's child, Qin Jingyu." Bo Hanting introduced after Shanhe left, "Jingyu, this is Master Huineng and the current abbot of Zhaojue Temple."

Qin Jingyu said: "When I first arrived here, I met Master Huineng."

"It turns out he is a descendant of the Qin family."

Master Huineng obviously knew the origin of this, but the master who told Bo Hanting's fortune had passed away a few years ago.

Bo Hanting nodded, "So please ask the master to clean up an extra guest room in this small courtyard tonight."

It turns out that this small courtyard with the bodhi tree was the courtyard where Bo Hanting always lived when he came to Zhaojue Temple. No wonder he was so familiar with the route here.

Master Huineng: "Okay, I will send my disciples to clean up soon. It's getting late. I wonder if you two can have a meal. Do you need the temple to turn on the stove to help prepare it?"

"No need, we just came here after having dinner in the city." Bo Hanting said, "Master, go and do some work first. I'll take Jingyu for a walk first."

"In this case, I won't disturb the two donors."

After Master Huineng finished speaking, he left first, leaving Qin Jingyu and Bao Hanting alone.

Bo Hanting: "Go for a walk?"

"Okay." Qin Jingyu nodded. Anyway, the luggage hasn't been delivered yet, and the room hasn't been cleaned yet. Plus, she's curious about the temple where Bo Hanting lived for two years as a child.

After walking around, she found that Zhaojue Temple was not big, with only a few main halls and a few small courtyards, but it could stand on the mountain for hundreds of years, and there was a continuous flow of incense. There was a reason for it.

By the time they finished shopping, the monk had finished reciting sutras, the guest rooms in the courtyard had been cleaned, and Yi Zheng had brought all the luggage up.

However, she took a look at her luggage and didn't see the computer. Just as she was about to ask Uncle Yi, Bo Hanting spoke first: "Look at the dark circles you're going to get. Go to bed early tonight. I'll have the computer delivered to you early tomorrow morning." Room."

Qin Jingyu pursed his lips. Since Bo Hanting had already spoken out, she was in the temple again, so she could only listen to his words.

Yi Zheng also said: "Master Jingyu, as soon as you return home, you should have a good sleep first to get rid of the jet lag."

Qin Jingyu asked: "Uncle Yi is also staying in the temple tonight?"

He shook his head, "Zhaojue Temple never stays overnight. Because of the incense donated by the former host and Mr. Bo every year, the small courtyard where you live now only has two guest rooms."

Therefore, even if he wanted to stay, there would be no room.

Qin Jingyu understood, it turned out to be like this. It's quite a distance from the main hall, and there are no outsiders staying here, so it's really quiet.

After Yi Zheng put away his things, he went down the mountain first.

Qin Jingyu was affected by the silence around him, occasionally mixed with a frog's cry, and couldn't help but yawned, and said to Bo Hanting: "Uncle, then go to bed early."

Bo Hanting nodded gently, "Go to sleep."

After washing up in the room, go back to the message.

Zhang Jinyang asked her every day if she had returned to China. After all, Zhou Yuan was still waiting for her.

It would be time for her to tell Professor Zhang that she had returned to China, but the first thing she needed to do when she returned was to organize her papers and submit them to SCI journals.

Nowadays, organizing the papers is really important, so Zhang Jinyang can't rush her. He can only ask her to organize the papers before contacting him.

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