The melon-eating system, everyone listens to my voice

After another three days of travel, Shen Zhao and his party finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Shen Zhao looked at the high steps. As long as he climbed up, he would reach the royal temple.

The escort clasped his fists and said,

"Mr. Shen, we will take you here. The mountains are high and the waters are long. We will meet again someday. The six of us brothers will take our leave first."

Shen Zhao paid them the remaining 150 taels of silver, and also gave each of them 10 taels of silver, including the coachman, to thank them for their protection along the way.

After the figures of the seven people disappeared, Shen Zhao first went to the carriage to change into a woman's outfit and simply tied his hair.

After that, he tied the carriage to a big tree at the foot of the mountain and began to climb the stairs alone.

too tired!

She didn't get much exercise during the trip, as she spent the entire time in the carriage.

It was just like the feeling she had when she was about to run the 800 meters before. She was afraid of back pain and difficulty in taking steps!

[Host, come on, the princess is waiting for you on the mountain]

Shen Zhao was weak and his words were intermittent.

[Guagua, we have arrived at the Royal Temple. Please open up to me what is in your heart.]

The melon-eating system is excited. Has this day finally come?

It's about to start showing its true power.

[Host, how do you get into the Royal Temple? ]

Shen Zhao wanted to take out the jade seal at first, but then she remembered the melon-eating system, so she waved it away.

[Guagua, there will be a gatekeeper monk there later, give me a melon]

The melon should be fine.

Finally, after Shen Zhao's constant efforts, she climbed half of the stairs, which took her half an hour in total.

Even so, she still thinks she is awesome.

As a result, a person dressed as a maid next to her quickly took one step, three steps, and in a blink of an eye she had reached the top step.

Although she didn't know Shen Zhao, she turned around and gave Shen Zhao a look of contempt, then walked in lightly under the nose of the gatekeeper monk.

Shen Zhao clenched his fists. This was a sign of contempt for her!

She was about to get angry, so she used her Qinggong skills to move to the highest level.

What comes into view is a magnificent temple with an ancient fragrance and a solemn atmosphere. Surrounding it are branch halls of different sizes, surrounding the main hall in the center.

Shen Zhao looked inside curiously, and out of inertia he stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Two strong arms stretched out in front of her.

'Donor, the Royal Temple is not open today, you can wait until the fifteenth of next month.'

The monk's cold and majestic voice reminded Shen Zhao.

【Melon, melon】

[Well, host, these two monks are either meditating or guarding the gate. There is nothing to eat.]

The awkward voice of the melon-eating system sounded cautiously in Shen Zhao's consciousness.

It was afraid of being beaten by its host. The more confident it was just now, the more embarrassed it is now.

Shen Zhao didn't expect this, but she still had a trump card.

She took out the jade seal from her neck, removed it, and said seriously,

"This is Princess Sheng's token, please take a good look at it."

The result once again surprised Shen Zhao.

"I'm sorry, benefactor, we don't recognize this jade seal, and there is no such person as Princess Sheng in the temple."

Guagua felt guilty, so he shrank back like a fox and kept saying yes.

[Host, I forgot to tell you that Princess Sheng’s Buddhist name in the Royal Temple is Master Jingning.]

While Shen Zhao was "reasoning" with the Gua Gua system, the two monks looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

They whispered,

"Did you hear the sound just now? It sounded like two people were talking."

"Well, the voice of one of them is similar to that of the female donor just now, but she is keeping her mouth shut now?"

The two monks listened carefully again and it seemed to be the voice of the female donor.

Perhaps they were monks from the royal temple. They were surprised at first to hear Shen Zhao's thoughts, but calmed down after a moment.

It seems that this female donor is a lucky person and must be treated with caution.

A monk said,

"Junior brother, you stay here and don't let this female donor leave. I will report this to Master and see what decision he makes."

"Brother, go ahead."

The monk put his hands together, bowed to Shen Zhao, then turned and walked towards the main hall.

[Guagua, what do you think he is doing? I can't get in here, is he going to see my cheap mother? ]

This was the result that Shen Zhao discussed with the melon-eating system before going up the mountain.

Shen Zhao pretends not to know that his inner voice will be heard by others, and his main theme is that he is an innocent spectator who does whatever he wants.

If you are the one who is posting the melon, then there is nothing I can do. I don’t know if you can hear it?

Shen Zhao would not be responsible if he accidentally got so angry that he spit out blood.

[Host, I don't know either. But if it doesn't work, let's climb over the wall.]

[Okay, okay, but we have to wait until night, when it’s dark and windy and everyone is asleep.

When the time comes, first give the two monks a knockout drug, then throw them out with a backhand. 】

Mingliu, the last monk left, twitched his lips. This female donor was thinking too much.

Time passed slowly as Shen Zhao and the melon-eating system entertained themselves, and finally two people came again in the distance.

Shen Zhao asked directly,

"Little Master, look and see if that is your senior brother?"

Ming Liu looked in the direction Shen Zhao pointed. It was Master!

Ming Liu happily took several steps forward, "Master, Senior Brother."

"So you are the abbot of the Royal Temple."

A curious voice sounded in Ming Liu's ears.

Isn't this the voice of the female donor? Is she coming in?

Ming Liu looked towards the gate, but there was no one there.

This this.

Ming Liu scratched his head in annoyance. He was so excited to see his master that he forgot to continue guarding the door.

The leading monk had kind eyes, a peaceful expression, and his eyes shone with wisdom.

He was wearing a loose monk's robe and looked very serious. After seeing Shen Zhao, he looked at him carefully for a moment and praised him.

"Blessed are those who..."

Master Zhineng did not say the rest of the words. He gently invited Shen Zhao to sit in the meditation room.

"Mingwu, Mingliu, continue to do what you should do."

"Yes, Master."

Seeing that his master did not blame him for being careless, Ming Liu happily followed his brother's footsteps and continued to guard the gate.

'Donor, follow me.'

Shen Zhao also wanted to see if the monk had this ability, so he followed him.

The intelligent master walked to a corner, and to the side were rocks, flowers and plants.

There is only one meditation room here, and there are no other rooms on the left or right.

It looks very quiet and peaceful.

Master Zhineng opened the door and let Shen Zhao go in first.

The two of them sat on the futon facing each other, and the Master of Intelligence began to make tea.

He took the lead in introducing himself, his tone was warm and sounded like a spring breeze.

“Hello, benefactor, I am Zhineng, the abbot of the Royal Temple.

I am very happy to meet you for the first time today. You are obviously a person of great fortune. "

Shen Zhao pretended to be puzzled and asked,

"Master, what are you talking about? Can you explain it to me?"