The person who tipped off the news to recruit her brother was the owner of Yuqingshui Mansion, Mr. Huang Xu.
The love between the dragon and the girl, please forgive me, young monk, for my inability to bear it...
...I want to return to secular life!
Then, I will sworn sworn vows with you!
"Monk, are you really an old acquaintance with the boatman?"
"Hey, that's strange. Did you come to Yeguo Temple often before?"
"Is it possible that you are addicted to coming here to have a meal? I read in the book that in the past, this seemed to be called placing orders?"
On the mountain road with nine twists and turns, the nobles of the county were bored and teased Master Yichen one after another, as if they were already very familiar with him.
Zhou Yi is still kind-hearted, amiable, and calmly responds to everyone's teasing and questions.
At the same time, he kept talking quietly and obtained useful information and inside information from their mouths.
Zhuo Mengyuan and Fang Ziqi were at the front.
As they got closer to the Buddhist temple, their expressions became more solemn and serious.
Boom!
Dong! Dong! Dong... The sound of the bell came from behind the open courtyard door.
Everyone came to the temple out of breath, and a young novice monk stepped out and greeted him with a face full of joy. He clasped his hands and whispered the Buddha's name.
"The young monk is looking around, I wonder if the donors are here to make wishes or to listen to the sutras?"
Everyone looked at Zhuo Mengyuan.
Zhuo Mengyuan did not answer immediately.
She looked at the young Zhike monk in front of her, and a charming smile appeared on her beautiful and fair face: "Young master is so young, may I ask what your age is this year?"
The young monk's face turned red and he clasped his hands together: "This young monk is fifteen this year."
Zhuo Mengyuan's smile continued: "I wonder how many years have you been in the temple?"
The young novice monk whispered: "The year before last."
"Okay, why do you want to be a monk?"
"this……"
The nobles in the nearby county finally felt that something was wrong. Zhuo Mengyuan's questions seemed to be too many.
An older gentleman frowned slightly and was about to step forward to say something when Fang Ziqi grabbed him from behind without leaving any trace.
"What are you pulling me for?"
"Shh."
Fang Ziqi shook his head slightly and made a silencing gesture.
Facing the questioning gazes of everyone, he bit the bullet and said something silently with his lips.
Everyone was stunned at first, and then they all showed absurdity and disbelief.
"Fang Ziqi, it's okay for you to go crazy yourself, why did you drag Mengyuan into the fire pit?"
"The existence of Yeguo Temple did not happen overnight, so how could there be any problems?"
"You don't think that the monks in this temple are the same as the boatman, they are transformed by spirits, right? Haha."
Fang Ziqi winked anxiously and told everyone not to be so loud.
Everyone lowered their voices, but still shook their heads and sighed.
Among the crowd, Zhou Yi watched this scene quietly. The focus of his observation, like Zhuo Mengyuan, fell on the young novice monk.
The young novice monk seemed not to have heard what everyone was talking about. His face turned red and he lowered his head in silence. He was still immersed in Zhuo Mengyuan's questions.
At this time, a deep Buddha's name came from a distance.
"Amitabha."
Er, a monk in yellow robes walked out of the courtyard and walked toward the crowd.
Everyone looked up and were shocked.
This monk is nine feet tall, majestic and burly, with a leopard head and black eyes. At first glance, he looks a bit like an Arhat.
"Little monk Fa Xin, I have met all the donors. But Zhan You neglected your distinguished guest?"
Zhuo Mengyuan quickly smiled and said: "Master Faxin, don't get me wrong, I am chatting with Zhanyou."
Faxin clasped his palms together and welcomed everyone into the temple. As he walked, he asked: "I wonder if the donors are here to make wishes or to listen to scriptures? The young monk's senior brother, Master Fahua, will soon give lectures to promote Buddhism and provide blessings to believers.
Let’s clear up the confusion.”
Zhuo Mengyuan said: "We are here to make a wish, and we also want to take this opportunity to have a look. Is that okay?"
Fa Xin said: "It's all right... Hey, who is this?"
Only then did Monk Faxin discover that a strange creature seemed to have wandered into this group of young donors.