When I walked to the building gate, I saw that the three words "Guandi Temple" were indeed written on the plaque. There were couplets hanging on both sides. The first couplet said, "Control chaos and keep danger, do not worry or fear", and the second couplet said, "Residence from righteousness, from greatness to strong."

This couplet briefly describes Guan Erye’s achievements and character.

Guandi Temple is not big, there are no people in desert, there are only one temple sitting in front of the main hall and dozing.

Zhao Yuan activated the Qi-observing technique and swept it around, but did not discover the existence of Qi.

"It shouldn't be here."

Although he didn't find the right place, Zhao Yuan still donated 20,000 yuan to the temple to repair Guan Erye's statue, which is also considered to be grateful to Guan Erye for his help several times before.

The incense in Guandi Temple is not very good, and there are very few people who donated tens of thousands of yuan at one's notice. Temple Zhu suddenly lost his sleepiness, smiled all over his face, and kept assuring Zhao Yuan that he would pray for him more in front of Guan Erye, so that he would keep his life safe and prosperous.

Zhao Yuan did not take the temple blessings to heart, but just asked: "Does there be a monk named Luo in your temple?"

"Ah?" Miao Zhu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, this is a small temple, I am the only one to clean it. In addition, donor, you made a mistake. The Guan Sheng Emperor worshipped in Guandi Temple is a Taoist god, so there will be no monks in Guandi Temple."

"What?" Zhao Yuan was surprised, but did not doubt that Zhao Mei had a message, and asked again: "Do you know if there are people named Luo in the other Guandi Temples in Yangcheng? In addition, there are no worshipers of Guan Erye in the Buddhist temple?"

"I asked the right person for this matter." Miao Zhu said with a smile, "I am very familiar with the other people from Guandi Temple. As far as I know, no one among them is the Taoist priest or the temple Zhu. As for the Buddhist temple, there are also those who worship Guan Erye, but their name is Jialan Bodhisattva."

"Jialan Bodhisattva?" Zhao Yuan muttered this name several times and asked, "Which Buddhist temple in Yangcheng is dedicated to Jialan Bodhisattva? Do you know that there is a monk named Luo in Yangcheng?"

Temple Zhu replied: "Many temples of Kalan Bodhisattva are worshipped in Buddhism. As for the monks named Luo, I don't know. There are many Buddhist temples and monks in Yangcheng, and I can't even remember their Dharma names, let alone their names in the past? Under normal circumstances, no one will ask them this, right?"

The temple blessings reminded Zhao Yuan.

Yes, under normal circumstances, who would ask the monk’s name of a secular family? Even if he asked, the monk would not say it.

After saying goodbye to the temple, Zhao Yuan walked out of Guandi Temple and asked Zhao Mei in ghost words: "Are you sure that the sentence this morning was passed on correctly?"

Zhao Mei felt a little guilty: "Maybe I remembered a few pronunciations wrongly, but it was basically correct."

"Remember the wrong pronunciation?" Zhao Yuan frowned, and after reading Monk Luo several times in his mouth, a sudden flash of inspiration. "Monk Luo in the words is not an old monk, right? One of five people, one should be each one. It should be that we have some other place besides these, what else is the pronunciation wrong? Is it also wrong in Guandi Temple?"

The more Zhao Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that the Guandi Temple was mostly the product of Zhao Mei’s pronunciation error. Just as the temple Zhu said, the Guandi Temple is Taoist rather than Buddhist, so why shouldn’t there be monks inside?

This discovery made him laugh and cry.

"Dad, did I do something wrong and help me?" Zhao Mei asked carefully, obviously it also noticed it.

"It's not your fault, I'm not thinking about it." Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said.

Although he was not blamed, Zhao Mei was still feeling a little depressed, so in the following searches, he seemed powerless and far less lively than before.

The afternoon search still didn't get much, but Zhao Yuan went to a Guandi Temple to donate money. When he left the Guandi Temple, in the hall, the eyes of the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor's statue suddenly moved and looked at him.

Zhao Yuan immediately felt it, but when he turned around, the statue's eyes had returned to normal, and he could not see anything unusual.

"Donor, what's wrong?" The Taoist priest who sent him out asked curiously.

"Nothing." Zhao Yuan shook his head and muttered in his heart: "Is it an illusion?"

After leaving the door, he whispered to the bone girl: "Did you feel like you just now?"

The bone girl replied: "No, everything is normal."

"It seems like an illusion." Zhao Yuan said to himself.

Then they drove around several streets, but still found nothing, then turned around and returned to the hotel.

On the way, Zhao Yuan saw that a wonton noodle restaurant was doing well, so he asked the Bone Girl to park his car nearby and went to the noodle restaurant to order a bowl of wonton noodle.

When you come to Yangcheng, how can you not eat a bowl of authentic wonton noodles?

The store is not large, and several tables are full of people. Zhao Yuan looked around, found an empty seat to sit down, and competed with the two girls.

There was a bowl of wonton noodles in front of the two girls, but one of them was obviously indifferent, and the chopsticks were not moved, and they lay on the table and were listless.

Her friend persuaded, "Wenwen, you can eat something, otherwise how can your body bear it."

Wenwen said weakly: "I feel uncomfortable and don't want to eat."

Her friend looked worried: "You always do this. If you want me to say, go to the hospital for a look."

"I won't go to the hospital." Wenwen refused, "I can't smell the scent of disinfectants in the hospital, and I hate injections and medicine the most."

Zhao Yuanzheng was bored and waited for the wonton noodles. When he heard the words of the two girls, out of the doctor's professional habit, he turned on the observation technique and looked at Wenwen, and immediately understood her situation.

After opening the food medicine secret, Zhao Yuan quickly searched for relevant diet therapy methods and interrupted: "Don't like taking medicine? Then you can try 50 grams of longan meat and an egg, cook it into longan egg soup, and take it once in the morning and evening. It will quickly improve your physical condition. Eating it for a long time can completely solve your problem."

His sudden flower made Wenwen and her friends stunned.

"Do you know where I feel uncomfortable?" Wenwen asked frowned, a little unhappy about Zhao Yuan eavesdropping on her chatting with her best friend.

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "When you come every month, you feel very uncomfortable. You feel unbearable cold pain in your abdomen. You have to apply it with a hot water bag to get a little better. Moreover, the time and bleeding volume have not been normal."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wenwen in an exclaim: "How could you know this?"

At this moment, there was no displeasure on her face, only shock.

Except for a few good friends who know about her irregular menstruation, she never told anyone else. But how did the strange man in front of her know this secret?

This is too weird!
Chapter completed!