The Almighty Beloved Wife of Time Traveling

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Su Ran wandered around, and finally found that he might have been struck by a thunder, and he was wearing a soul wear, not a soul wear.

He looked at the river water and took a look. His clothes were ragged, short brown and knotted. The businessman didn't wrong him, he really looked like a beggar.

There are clothes and backpacks.

The lightning energy was so strong that he tore several holes in his clothes and backpack, and they were still pitch black.

Fortunately, the backpack as a whole is not damaged, and there are no missing things. If it is a little simpler, the phone will be useless if it is short-circuited.

There is also a folding fruit knife, a lighter, paper towels, a medical kit, plum candy, throat lozenges, and a small copper plate left by the cat owner with the name [Su Rourou] engraved on it.

Su Ran thought the small bronze medal with the bell was quite amusing, so she hung it around her waist to comfort her sad and pained heart.

There was a loud commotion.

Su Ran got up to watch the excitement, he had no idea that an innocent person would be burned because of him.

Lean over.

Su Ran patted the man next to him: "What are you doing here? Filming TV? How bad is it to tie an old man there... Wait, are you really planning to burn it?"

"The demon monk and the demon conspired together and killed Boss Li. Don't burn it, but keep the disaster..." The man said and glanced at Su Ran: "You... you, you, you! Come on, the demon is here!"

Su Ran was terrified, and looked left and right: "Monster? Where is the demon!"

Everyone rushed forward: "You are a demon!"

Su Ran didn't care about thinking that they were being funny, and hurriedly avoided the pursuit of the crowd, with a big slippery person behind him.

Fortunately, he ran fast.

For some reason, the wind under his feet felt as if he could fly. After running for a short time, he escaped the pursuit behind him.

Thinking of the old man who was still tied to the firewood, Su Ran frowned and thought about it, then cleared his mind.

It should be the old monk who helped him speak, so those people said that they were in the same group.

These people are simply unreasonable!

Su Ran returned to the square indignantly, seeing that everyone ran after him, and there was no one in the square.

Only the old monk who was tied to the stake was muttering something with his eyes closed, and when he got closer, he heard the old monk chanting.

Su Ran sighed in her heart: It is worthy of being a Buddhist, so calm.

The old monk heard the sound and opened his eyes to look at Su Ran: "How does the little benefactor go and return?"

Su Ran was taken aback, and looked at him with a frown: "How do you know that so many of them are chasing me alone, and I can escape?"

The old monk smiled: "The little benefactor is definitely not a fish in a pond, how could he be caught by a mere layman."

Su Ran felt that what he said was mysterious, took out a knife and cut the rope for him: "Old man, run away, thank you for interceding for me just now."

"It didn't help." The old monk nodded with a smile, and followed Su Ran to hide in a remote alley, his eyes fell on the cornucopia on his waist: "Where did this bowl come from, little benefactor? The poor monk looks extraordinary thing."

"It was given by others..." Su Ran looked down at the cornucopia on her waist, tore it off and threw it behind her back.

The old monk hurriedly turned his head to look: "Why did the little benefactor throw away such treasures?"

"Because..." Su Ran stood still, without looking back, raised her hand to grab the cornucopia that flew back from behind, and handed it to the surprised old monk: "I can't throw it away, I can't throw it away even if I want to, this thing It’s like a dog’s skin plaster, and it stuck to me.”

"It's amazing, it's wonderful." The old monk nodded, "Amitabha, the world is full of wonders, it's really wonderful!"

Su Ran knew the basic situation here by talking with the old monk.

This is the Yang Dynasty, a dynasty that did not exist in history, but Su Ran felt that the style and customs were more like the Tang Dynasty.

Pay more attention to farmers than Buddhist merchants.

The imperial court promoted Taoism and Confucianism, and suppressed Buddhism. In recent years, the incense of major temples has declined.

Therefore, a group of monks had no financial support from the imperial court, and there were very few pilgrims. They had to enter the secular world for alms, eliminate demons, and even help farmers do farm work to make a living.

Most of the Buddhist cultivators with unsteady minds have returned to secular life to find another way of life, and less than [-]% of the mainstays of Buddhism are struggling to promote Buddhism.

This old monk, named Wu, is the abbot of Qiyin Temple of Zen Buddhism.

Seeing that Su Ran had nowhere to go, he kindly invited him to go back to Zen Buddhism with him, "Although our temple is not very rich, it is more than enough for the little benefactor to eat and drink."

Su Ran felt that Wuzhen was a good person, and it was too dangerous to be unfamiliar with a person, so she readily accepted Wu's kindness.

We chatted happily along the way, and Su Ran felt that he was not as pedantic as some monks, who was always empty and empty all day long. This is an old monk who is very thorough and open-minded in life.

Su Ran usually cooks delicious food at home during the holidays. He is good at cooking. Hearing that Qiyin Temple lacks a back kitchen, he said that he wants to take care of the food there, and it is not free.

I am also very happy to have nothing to say.

The two hit it off immediately, entered the deep mountains and valleys, and hurried to the temple deep in the mountains before the sun went down.

Qiyin Temple is very large, with red walls and black tiles. Although it has been in disrepair for a long time, you can still see the shadow of its glory.