This brother is a bit cold in time travel

It was the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and Chen Yan just came back from Yunling City and urged Wei Chuyang to make the coffee table quickly. Wei Chuyang worked hard and made it, but he always felt that something was missing.Just when Jiang Min wanted to go to the temple to offer incense, Wei Chuyang went with him.

The two arrived at Baiying Temple, parked the carriage by the wall of the temple, and found that there were quite a lot of people who came to offer incense today. The man who came with Fu Lang or the servants who came with him found a sheltered place to wait, and said a few words when they had nothing to do.Seeing this situation, Wei Chuyang didn't intend to follow Jiang Min to join in the fun. He said that he would go back to the carriage to wait for him after wandering around, and Jiang Min naturally had nothing to disagree with.

Wei Chuyang walked around and turned to the back of a side hall. This is a quiet place. The ground paved with green bricks is very clean, and a few trees are scattered here and there. All the leaves on the trees have fallen off. The crisscross branches are left.There is a simple chessboard under the tree. Wei Chuyang is far away, so he can't see the faces of the two players. He only knows that one of them is a monk.Looking at it from a distance, he thought it was better to go, it would be bad to disturb others playing chess.When he turned around, he heard "My lord", but he didn't hear anything else clearly, but this sound reminded him that Chen Yan had mentioned it to him, saying that the prefect of Yunling was easy to make friends with, especially with eminent monks from famous temples. With close contacts, thinking about it this way, the magistrate should be a lover of Buddhism, so he can make some articles on it.

Wei Chuyang, who realized that he had something on his mind, waited happily in the carriage for Jiang Min to come out.He sat in the carriage for a while, Jiang Min lifted the curtain and came in, and when he saw him, he asked, "What's so happy about it?"

"I'm happy to come out with Ah Mo!" Wei Chuyang opened his mouth when he said that.

Jiang Min was also used to him always coaxing him with these words, so he didn't have to ask for a result.

The carriage drove to a secluded road, and Wei Chuyang was still humming a little song. He caught a glimpse of a young monk sitting by the side of the road, and he didn't know what happened, so he stopped the car quickly.

"What's the matter?" Realizing that the carriage had stopped, Jiang Min also leaned out.

"There's someone nearby, huh, I'll go down and have a look." Wei Chuyang said as he jumped off the carriage and walked to the little monk. The little monk turned to look at him, and Wei Chuyang realized that he was a handsome young man. , looked like a teenager.

"Little master, what's wrong with you?" Wei Chuyang asked while squatting down.

"I sprained my ankle..." The little master replied in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

"Can you stand up?" Wei Chuyang asked warmly.

The little master shook his head.Wei Chuyang picked him up without saying a word, and the half-old child didn't weigh much.The little master was frightened by his sudden action for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he reminded: "My burden!"

Wei Chuyang glanced back, first carried the man into the carriage and handed it to Jiang Ming, and then came down to pick up the burden.

"Which nunnery does the little master belong to?" Jiang Min in the carriage was asking where the little master lived so that he could send him back.

"Unnamed nunnery."

"Wei Ming Nunnery? I haven't heard of it." Jiang Min thought for a while, but he had never heard of such a nunnery.

"The place is a bit remote, and it's reasonable that the benefactor has never heard of it." The little master said with a serious face. Wei Chuyang just came in and bumped into him, and almost laughed out loud. He didn't mean to be disrespectful to the monks. It was the little master who was speaking solemnly with a baby face, and the picture was inexplicably joyful.

"Then are we sending you back to the nunnery now? Is your injury serious?" Wei Chuyang turned his back and loosened the muscles on his face, before getting to the point.

"It's okay, just send me back, please don't trouble the two benefactors." The little master thanked him sincerely.

Wei Chuyang went out to drive the car, heading towards the direction the little master had just pointed out, while Jiang Min and the little master were chatting inside.

"What's the name of the little master?"

"The Dharma name is Jingmiao."

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Under the guidance of Little Master Jingmiao, they finally arrived at the Weiming Nunnery. It was indeed remote enough, at least there were no other houses within sight. The nunnery was still hidden behind a few big trees, with a small door and a Dilapidated, if you don't pay attention, you may not be able to find it.

A good man did his best, and Wei Chuyang carried Jingmiao into Weiming Nunnery again, and found his room according to his instructions. He put him on the bed, and Jiang Min followed him in.

"Master Jingmiao, is there no one else in the nunnery?" Seeing how quiet the nunnery was, Jiang Min couldn't help asking.

"And my master, he must have heard us coming in, he will be here soon." Jing Miao replied.

Sure enough, just as Jing Miao finished speaking, there was the sound of crutches leaning on the ground outside the house. An old man in a gray monk robe stepped into the house. He didn't show the slightest surprise when he saw the two strangers, but asked Jing Miao kindly. :"What's wrong?"

Jiang Min stepped forward to say hello to the old monk, and explained the whole story, while Wei Chuyang secretly looked at the person in front of him.Master Wuxin—he called himself Wuxin—was about seventy years old, and his back was obviously bent, not reaching Wei Chuyang's shoulders. It is reasonable for this age to be old and dim-sighted, but his eyes are very clear.When Jiang Min asked why he and Jing Miao were the only two in the nunnery, he unintentionally said that the others had gone to other places, and when Jing Miao was still in her infancy, she threw him in Weiming Nunnery because her family could not afford to support her. A few years ago, Jing Miao's relatives went to the nunnery and recognized Jing Miao, but Jing Miao insisted on accompanying Wu Xin to die old age. When he went out this time, he was going home to visit relatives whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wei Chuyang looked at the room while listening to them, thinking about what the old and the young lived on, but saw a small piece of wood protruding from under the pillow on the bed with sharp eyes. The thing was pulled out, and it turned out to be a wood carving he gave to Yao Keren as a souvenir.

"This woodcarving! Ah, Yao Keren has been here before!" Wei Chuyang is very annoyed now, why didn't he think that Yao Keren might also settle in the nunnery, it's been so long now, it's really powerless.

"Master Wuxin, did the owner of this wood carving say where he was going?" Wei Chuyang wanted to try.

"Meeting is due to fate. If you become a monk, you don't ask where you came or where you left. Taking in that benefactor is just a good relationship." No matter how anxious Wei Chuyang was, it didn't affect Master Wuxin in the slightest.

Until they left, they didn't get any clues, and it was impossible to press the monks, so Wei Chuyang had no choice but to put away the wood carvings, and went back home with Jiang Min.