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The environment of Fulong Temple is different from what Li Hentian imagined, they have separate rooms instead of all sleeping on the same bunk.

The room is small, clean and quiet. There is a small table in the room, and there is a bed that can only sleep one person. The bed curtain and bedding are all earthy yellow. You can smell a fresh smell when you get close. The bedding is not new. , but very clean.

Stepping into the room, the hustle and bustle of the world will be isolated, all the troubles and disturbances, in a moment there is only peace, no distracting thoughts, the heart is like still water...

This quiet and quiet atmosphere just wants people to forget everything, sit on the futon with peace of mind, forget all worldly things, and enjoy this quietness alone.

Li Hentian likes this place, just like Liluo likes the lotus pond, it can make people think quietly without being afraid of being disturbed again.

The rooms are all connected together, somewhat similar to an inn, but there is only one floor here. Qin Mo said that these rooms are specially prepared for blessings and are not usually used.

The room had already been planned according to the pre-registration, because Li Hentian agreed to Qin Mo, so it was Qin Mo who registered for him, and when the room was arranged, they were next to each other.

Wuxuan didn't have a sandalwood brand, so Mu Ya would definitely not help, but the man had no choice but to ask Liluo to register for Wuxuan. Although the former was unwilling in every possible way, under the men's coercion and lure, Liluo still nodded.

His threat is very simple, as I said before, if Wuxuan doesn't go, he won't go either.

When encountering such a troublesome Li Hentian, Li Luo has no choice but to compromise.

So Liluo and Wuxuan are next to each other, while Mu Ya is somewhere else.

Seeing such an arrangement, a few people said that they should have come to register together if they knew it earlier, and they would only need one sign. As Li Hentian said, they were wasting money.

Among them, Qin Mo, who is a businessman, feels the most distressed. Although there seems to be no change on the surface, he has fiddled with the abacus hundreds of times in his heart. He even had the urge to sell this brand to the outside of Fulong Temple, begging people...

They still have a lot anyway.

But the registration period has long since ended, and Qin Mo just thought about it, even if he could get the money back, Qin Mo would not do it, because the man lives next door to him, which is a treasure land for Feng Shui to them. No matter how much silver, Qin Mo would not change it.

After settling down, it was getting dark. After eating the vegetarian meal, they went back to their rooms. After a day of tossing, they had nothing to do, but they were afraid that Lihentian would not be able to take it. Nobody bothered him.

Li Hentian slept very well that night, he was woken up by the bell in the temple, because he went to bed early, so after waking up, he couldn't sleep anymore.

After getting dressed, without Hugo, the hair was tied up casually just like before, and then the man put on a thick cotton coat and went out.

It was still dark at this time, and the bells in the temple had already stopped. He knew that this was the morning class of the monks, and he had never seen it before, so he wanted to join in the fun.

Li Hentian didn't know the way, but fortunately, before the morning classes started, he followed the monks, big and small, and soon arrived in front of the Cihang Hall.

In the cool air, there is the temple's unique scent of tribute. In front of the huge incense burner in front of the Cihang Hall, there are three red futons in front of the incense burner. The middle is the largest, and the sides are slightly smaller.

About two feet away from the three futons, there is a five-step step, below which are ordinary futons neatly stacked in a certain order. The monks who came earlier have already sat down, their waists are straight, their hands are making Buddha offerings, their eyes are closed, and they are speechless. Some of them were chanting scriptures, and monks sat down on the rest of the futons one after another.

To Li Hentian's surprise, there were some other guests like him who also sat on it.

The futons that the monks sit on are different in color from the monks, they are dark brown. It must have been prepared by the Fulong Temple for the Buddhist chanting guests, but not everyone has moved forward. The people stood quietly on the periphery, waiting for the morning class that was about to start.

Li Hentian came relatively late, he arrived not long ago, and the morning class had already started. The presiding officer sat on the red futon in the middle, behind him was the incense burner that was slowly emitting blue smoke. When the time came, he also made Buddha offerings with his hands, Together with the monks, recite Buddhist scriptures.

This time, it is no longer a silent chanting. All the voices are combined together, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, the frequency is exactly the same, and the pitch cannot be heard. The pitch of the monks seems to have been trained to be perfect. fit.

It's like a person is chanting.

But remarkably loud.

Those voices gathered together, passed through the empty sky above Cihang Hall, and went straight into the sky...

Magnificent and shocking.

Li Hentian didn't understand Buddhism, and he didn't know what scriptures they were chanting. He just felt like closing his eyes and bowing his head piously when he heard these voices. The voice seemed to wash away the sins in his body. , makes people feel refreshed...

While the man was sighing, he suddenly found a familiar figure in the crowd. He thought he had misread it, but he rubbed his eyes. The person sitting among the guests was not Wen Yao, who could it be... …

Wen Yao is also here...

He really didn't think of it.

Li Hentian wanted their brothers to get together, so he brought Wuxuan. It's not that he didn't think about Wen Yao, he asked Li Luo about Wen Yao, but Li Luo said he disagreed. It is too clear that Wen Yao seldom shows up after the end of Heaven's Punishment.

The only thing Li Luo knew was that Wen Yao had not left the imperial capital.

He also said that if a man wants to know Wen Yao's situation, he can check it out, and he can tell him anything Li Hentian wants to know in an hour, but the man refuses.

He just said that if there is a chance, please invite Wen Yao to come with him, but don't force it, if Wen Yao doesn't want to, then let it go.

Li Luo didn't mention it after the incident, Li Hentian felt that Wen Yao might have refused, and Li Luo didn't want to disappoint him, so he didn't tell him, seeing Wen Yao's shadow now, Li Hentian was quite surprised...

Is he coming because of Liluo's invitation, or is it a coincidence...

Men don't know.

Wen Yao sat among the guests, with his hands naturally folded together and placed between his body, his eyes were closed, and his thick eyelashes were put together, hiding his star-like pupils in it, leaving hatred Tian is on the back right of him, the distance is not very far, Li Hentian can see his side face, and even clearly see his Adam's apple rolling up and down while chanting...

Wen Yao didn't wear a lot, but he didn't feel thin. He still looked like that, but the gentleness and sunshine that men are familiar with, but he didn't feel it on Wen Yao anymore...

Maybe it was an illusion, he felt that Wen Yao seemed to have changed...

Wen Yao chanted scriptures with the monks seriously, and the man looked at Wen Yao amidst the majestic voice.

Wen Yao was among the crowd, but in the eyes of men, he was so distinct.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came here? It made me walk so much in vain."

Falling deep in that beautiful and magnificent voice, he couldn't extricate himself until a different tone rang in his ears, the man came back to his senses, and when he turned his head, he saw Qin Mo frowning at him, and Li Hentian didn't say anything , but subconsciously looked in the previous direction. Wen Yao, who had been in his line of sight, disappeared like a hallucination. ...

The chanting has long ended, and the monks are putting away the futons, but the morning class is not over yet, the monks line up in a row, and the monk at the front is holding a wooden fish, and after the formation is formed, he knocks and takes the lead in singing Come……

Then, the monks joined together with deep voices, and the singing voice became louder and louder...

The long procession began to move forward and walked around the Fulong Temple. The beautiful singing was flying all the way. It was the first time Li Hentian had heard this kind of singing. He couldn't understand what the monks were singing. I can barely hear a few words 'Namo Amitabha,...

But that doesn't matter, this song is like redemption, it comforts and appeases the wounded soul...

"Do you want to follow?" Seeing the man following the team of monks, Qin Mo suggested.

As soon as Qin Mo said, Li Hentian found out that there were Zhaikes marching along with the team. Qin Mo said that they were going around the temple, and Li Hentian shook his head. He didn't understand anything, so it's better not to make trouble.

"Then let's go to the Zhaitang to have a vegetarian meal. The vegetarian meal has already been prepared."

Li Hentian said yes, but when he turned to leave, he subconsciously looked back, but the shadow that had been in his eyes just now had disappeared without a trace...

It's like an illusion.

But Lihentian knew that it was true, Wen Yao was really in Fulong Temple.

When we arrived at the Zhaitang, everyone else was there. The table in Fulong Temple was not the Eight Immortals table that Li Hentian was familiar with, but a very long table. The customers sat in twos and threes. At first glance, the whole Zhaitang They are all full of people.

The few of them were sitting in front of the corner table. For some reason, the man always felt that the atmosphere at their table was different from other people's...

There is no feeling of lightness and joy, but rather dull, like the calm before the storm...

He even smelled gunpowder.

Li Luo was expressionless, he was holding a cup, whether it was water or tea, Mu Ya knocked on Erlang's leg, while shaking the upper foot, while resting his cheek on one hand and rolling his eyes at the sky, as for Wuxuan, he closed his eyes and rested his mind... …

They are a family, but no one pays attention to each other.

Stranger than passers-by.

The man frowned.

At this time, they discovered his existence, and the atmosphere changed so that the man was surprised...

"You're here." Mu Ya's eyes looking at the sky finally fell to the ground, he smiled arrogantly, he looked at the man with his arms outstretched, a bit like a prodigal looking at someone else's young girl.

"Morning." Li Luo greeted lightly, and put down the cup in his hand, but never took his eyes off the man.

"Is it cold?" Wuxuan's eyes were closed. As soon as Li Hentian approached, his eyes opened instantly as if he had sensed a prey beast. When he saw a man, his face that had been tense all the time finally revealed a look of laziness. With a satisfied smile, Li Hentian once again felt that Wuxuan was somewhat similar to that ghost king, especially that laziness.

"That's great, no one is staying in bed." The man replied jokingly. His appearance made the atmosphere much more lively. The man was about to sit down while pulling his clothes. At this time, four different voices came together from different directions. sounded...

"Sit here with me!"

It is absolutely omni-directional stereo sound, which makes the man suddenly feel that he has an auditory hallucination...