The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

The two sweeping monks saw that Tanyue, who was here to pay homage to the Buddha, was not surprised to guide them. There is still some distance from the main hall, and it is winding and winding. If you lose it, you can't find it.

"Please stop, both of you." Panting, Song Qishu stepped forward to stop them, "I want to ask someone, his name is Xiao Yun, he is in your temple, where does he live?"

The two floor-sweeping monks looked puzzled. They came and went, and there were rooms for pilgrims in the temple. It's not unusual to live here, but Xiao Yun and the others had never heard of it.

"This Tanyue, when did you say that Xiao Yun came to the temple? Is it a man or a woman? We don't have the impression of this name, why don't you go in and ask."

In fact, it’s no wonder they don’t know that Prince Xiao is a relative of the emperor who was sent by a group of people, and they never dare to call them by their full names. They are one prince per mouth. I am afraid that no one will know that there is a prince living here, so naturally it will come. In the end, no one knew who Xiao Yun was.

Although he didn't get any useful information, since they've all arrived, it's only a matter of time before he finds it. He just leisurely followed the pilgrims to appreciate the Buddhist architecture. In the royal temple, every brick and tile and every decoration was created by the monks of the predecessors according to the classics.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a holy place. After all, it is the largest existing temple and enshrines the virtuous emperors of the past. Executives have to behave with their tails between their legs when they come here, and they dare not breathe loudly.

Everyone came to pray, and when they saw that there was a place to burn incense and draw lots, they went there, leaving him alone to look around for the so-called abbot.

Since he is the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple, let’s not say whether his status is high or not. It’s a monk who hasn’t run away, but there are monks everywhere here. Who is the abbot he is looking for?

At this time, an old monk wearing a red cassock, obviously not comparable to the yellow clothes of ordinary monks, was sending off a long-time pilgrim with a smile. They looked like old friends, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a long time before they separated.

Seeing that the old monk turned his head and was about to turn back, Song Qishu hurried forward and grabbed his wrist.

The abbot looked at the young man who was grabbing his wrist in surprise, and his original reprimand turned into doubt, "This Tanyue, why did you arrest me? If you have something to say, the poor monk will naturally tell the truth when he knows."

Song Qishu coughed twice, knowing that he was too excited, he apologized and quickly asked, "Excuse me, I'm actually looking for someone, where is the abbot now?"

The abbot raised his eyebrows and didn't understand what he meant. He was right in front of him, so he had no choice but to admit, "That's the poor monk. Tanyue, what do you need from me?"

Now Song Qishu was excited, and Xiao Yun said that he would find out about the host, so naturally only he would know, so he made a gesture and showed the other person's height.

"It's about this tall, and he's dressed very expensively. His name is Xiao Yun."

The abbot was still curious at first, but when he heard the name, he took several steps back like a plague god.

"What do you want from him?"

Does this mean knowing?Song Qishu stepped forward excitedly and grabbed his hand, and then he let go of the old monk's hand with a strange expression on his face. Why is this expression so strange...

"I'm his friend, I know he's in your temple, and I came to see him specially."

The abbot stroked his beard and looked at him even more strangely. Where did this person come from? He doesn't know what's wrong with it?Looking for Xiao Yun like a chicken blood, did Xiao Yun ask him to save her on purpose?

No matter how hard he thought, he still couldn't guess that Song Qishu actually came here because he had a hunch that Prince Xiao was not good, otherwise the abbot would vomit blood, why did you come here so casually!

"Xiao Tanyue is indeed in this temple, and I do know him, but I can't take you to see him." The abbot paused for a moment, then saw his face change and added, "It's not right now, you know who he is, I'll help Please ask for instructions, see you after confirmation inside?"

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and Song Qishu didn't know how to refute it. Xiao Yun was a relative of the emperor and it was normal for him to be treated this way, but it was even more weird to let him meet casually.

"That's troublesome. I'll just wait here. You can inform me." He saw a stone table and bench under the tree, walked over and sat down.

The abbot stiffened his neck, and went directly to the side room, sighed and sat down at the table as soon as the door was opened, Xiao Yun looked puzzled, Hei Ying half stretched out his hand and was about to throw the visitor out. Shrinking back, almost made a mistake, this person can't move a hair.

Xiao Yun guessed what was going on, but Hei Ying naturally could only pretend to be ignorant when he was around, and stared at it for a while, then he asked bitterly, "Abbot, are you... what's bothering you?" , it’s not good to hold it in for a long time.”

The abbot snorted when he saw that he was a little scared, even though this kid was a little bit afraid and knew to admit his mistake in time, there was nothing he could do if he was really stubborn.

"What did I say? It's not a big deal. You are praying for the country at the Great Buddha Temple, and we are not under house arrest. But a person came here who claimed to be your friend. See you or not?"

Hei Ying plucked his ears, why did the old monk say that he was under house arrest and said it deliberately for him to hear?

Xiao Yun nodded, "Of course I will, but what's his name?"

"Song Qishu, the boy looks good, and he doesn't look like a poor person." The abbot said.

Hei Ying was also relieved when he heard that Xiao Yun hadn't negotiated with the other party. He thought it was the so-called friend that this kid specially found to collude with him, but after thinking about it, Xiao Yun was really unable to communicate with the outside world because he stared at him every day. It should be a coincidence.

It's normal for poor Hei Ying to think so. After all, this matter is too mysterious. Who would believe the flashing picture in his mind, and even came to Kyoto on purpose, even anyone else would believe it.

"My lord, aren't your friends all sons of aristocratic families, and this one is also one of them? I would like to ask, which adult's family is it? I won't be rude later." Black Eagle asked casually.

Knowing that he couldn't hide anything, Xiao Yun said it directly, trying to stop the other party's mouth, "No, the friend I met when I was training in another courtyard is not the son of a high-ranking official, just a penniless nameless boy who can't carry his hands on his shoulders. If I mention it, I can bear him."

He expressed helplessness as if he had to accept it. It seemed that this friend made him dumbfounded. In fact, he just downplayed Song Qishu to fool Heiying. He poked countless big sieves.

"Really... Shizi really has a lot of friends." Hei Ying twitched the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.

Now that the abbot here has received the letter, he glanced at Black Eagle to see that he didn't respond much, turned around and left, and saw that the boy was still waiting under the tree.

Song Qishu was so bored waiting, he was thinking about going in directly to find one room after another, but when he saw the old monk came out, his heart sank, so he couldn't help asking, "Abbot, I can see the prince. Yet?"

The abbot showed a smile, "Where is Tanyue, of course, we are also for the sake of safety, you come with me, the prince is waiting for you."

Song Qishu immediately stood up, not daring to stop even taking a step behind.

After walking all the way, he understood why he had to be led by someone. It was really not easy for him to find the twists and turns. He got lost. This is a good temple that has turned the wing rooms into a maze. Pilgrims really have no objections?

The pilgrim really had no objection. After all, the ordinary wing room just left the main hall and walked through the bamboo forest, and the place where Xiao Yun stayed was definitely not ordinary. Going around was to prevent people from accidentally entering and disturbing.

Xiao Yun picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. With a gurgle, his disturbed thoughts were almost sorted out. Although he didn't know why the black eagle didn't stop him from meeting, Song Qishu's change came too timely As if he had guessed what he was thinking, he was specially sent here. After pinching the hard shell of the quilt, he wondered for a moment whether Song Qishu was specially sent by his uncle to cheat his trust. After all, he was really too Wanting to break free, this is no doubt the sleepiness sent to the pillow, which inevitably makes people think too much.