Compared to his obedient and stuttering, he saw this little novice monk who was much more cheerful. His eyes were rolling all the way, wanting to ask questions but worried about abrupt guest, so he could only scratch his ears and heads.
Mingzhi saw his anxious look and smiled in his heart.
Of course he was not interested in resolving doubts for a curious little novice monk, but at this time the insider who saw the nature was not there, and he did have some questions to ask, so Mingzhi said as if he was casually chatting:
"I realized that I had a question and wondered why this Jinchan Temple is called Jinchan Temple?"
Seeing that Wu was slightly stunned, he replied:
"Reply to the master, the monk really doesn't know..."
"Oh?" Akatsuki said with a smile, "How long have you been here?"
"The little monk has been practicing in this temple for about five or six years." Jianwu said embarrassedly, "Since the little monk's practice, this temple has been called Jinchan Temple, so I really don't know why it is this name.
"It's okay." Zhizhi waved his hand gently, "The Sutra Pavilion is in the front hall, right?"
"The Sutra Pavilion, Mingxin Hall, Xuanfa Hall are all in the front hall." Jianwu replied quickly.
"So that's it." "Ming chanted the Buddha's name wisely, "The host said just now that there are dirty and dirty places in the back hall, so you must not enter it without any trouble. Does this dirty and dirty place refer to the toilet?"
Here he made a trick and did not directly ask "what is it". Instead, he knew that the answer was definitely wrong, he still wanted to deliberately ask "Is it this?" to arouse the other party's desire to refute.
"Of course not!" Seeing Wu was indeed deceived. He first subconsciously denied and then said, "In there..."
He suddenly shivered suddenly, quickly lowered his head Amitabha and said carefully:
"Master, please don't ask, the monk knows nothing..."
No, you know. Mingzhi looked at Jianwu coldly, knowing that the other party was not wary, but knew that something terrible was hidden in the back hall so that he subconsciously did not want to have too much involvement with this topic.
In this way, Mingzhi became even more interested in what was hidden in the apse.
I will definitely find the nature to ask later.
When Jianwu was led to the east wing room and found his residence, he saw the little shaman running away without looking back, completely without the agility and curiosity he had before.
Mingzhi didn't care, he just meditated on the bed and entered into meditation.
At the third update at midnight, there was indeed a knock on the door outside.
"Master, I will take the Buddhist scriptures you want, and I will take them."
Hearing the stuttering voice, Mingzhi laughed secretly and ordered:
"Come in."
The little novice monk who saw nature struggled to hold a stack of Buddhist scriptures and stumbled in.
Seeing that he was struggling, Mingzhi was about to speak, but he heard Jian Shi suddenly heard him and said:
"Don't talk too much. The host already knows what you asked Jianwu before."
"Oh?" Akatsuki thought for a moment and asked, "Is he telling the news about Jianwu?"
"No." Jian Yan did not continue to explain, but said, "In Jinchan Temple, you must be careful in your words and actions to prevent the partition walls from being heard."
"Why don't you stutter?" Akatsuki asked in surprise.
"This is not important!" said Jian Yan angrily, "I can't stay here for too long, let's go first."
"Wait, I have some questions to ask..." Aizhi asked quickly, "How to contact?"
The other party hesitated clearly and finally said:
"I will contact the price, just wait, don't cause me trouble!"
After saying that, the little novice monk who saw the nature lowered his head and recited Amitabha Buddha, and then quietly retreated.
"It's interesting, it's really interesting." Mingzhi said with a smile in his heart, "What is the dragon and tiger den of this Jinchan Temple? I didn't choose to tell the story of what the little novice monk in Jianwu, so how did the host know? Buried on the side of the road
Have a wiretap machine, right?"
"What is a wiretapping device?" Kunlun Mirror asked curiously.
"It's just a kind of
Spells can record all the sounds within the specified range..." Aizhi suddenly had an idea, "Wait, would you say it was the formation that enveloped the entire temple?"
Thinking of this, Akihiro began to scan the surroundings again and carefully observed the formation under his feet.
"Sure enough, I knew!" He sneered again, "This formation is not mainly external, but internal."
"It can not only monitor all the sounds in the cave, but even the monks in the temple can't hide the eyes and ears of the other party... This is a large internal monitor!
"Then why did the host do this?" Su Mingjian also asked curiously, "Is it because I am worried about an insider?"
"Or it is possible that everyone can become an insider." Meizhi said very confidently, "Only when the host thinks that all monks are unreliable, this kind of exaggerated means of monitoring the entire temple will be adopted.
"And this method must be related to the apse that is not allowed to enter."
"Then you are planning to explore the back hall," Kunlun Jing asked.
"No." Aizhi said, "Although the old monk must have been waiting for me to explore the apse, running over on the first day of his arrival would not mean that I came for this and was a meticulous work?"
"Let's rest here for a while, and then because "I'm having nothing to do, I'm a little curious, go around the back hall... I'm always going to act in the whole set."
Seeing that he was confident and did not ask much questions, Mingzhi casually put the Buddhist scriptures brought by the little novice monk on his legs and spread them out to read them. He only heard Kunlun Mirror suddenly ask:
"What should you do if you live here for a while?"
Witch Jiang... Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, and this was a bit of a headache.
"Or why A Jing, you will play Wei Dongliu and teleport out to drag her down for me?" He asked with a sudden inspiration.
"I don't want it!" Kunlun Jing's face suddenly turned red and he spat.
What do you and the Witch Jiang do the most on weekdays? Have you forgotten?
Now I have to pretend to be you and deal with her. Are you not afraid that I will turn you up... No, I don’t have that kind of habit, and I won’t do that kind of thing with that witch!
"Why don't?" Aizhi looked surprised, "A Jing, I'm here to seize the fragments of the Sky Stone for you! You don't think I can't devote all my energy because I'm worried about a fire in the backyard, right?
The mirror began to say something in a hurry. Mingzhi was slightly stunned when he heard it, and then he quickly reacted.
Fortunately, A Jing is not a powerful weapon for men and women to eat. Otherwise, if you meet Miss Jiang who doesn't know the truth, wouldn't it be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth... No, I always feel that Miss She may not be tricked by A Jing, who will eat whoever eats it.
Not necessarily!
Thinking of this, Mingzhi didn't mention the matter that made Ah Jing pretend to be himself, but just read and read and read books silently at night, looking like he was immersed in Buddhism.