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Chapter 2628

Chapter 2628

The temple is not big, not even a name, it looks a bit old, and even the moss on the bluestone slabs under the corners of the wall feels vicissitudes.

After entering the temple, they also saw people from groups of three to three to worship Buddha and pray to God, looking like villagers at the foot of the mountain.

The villagers were not surprised to see them, and they greeted them warmly, "Are you here to travel?"

Jian was familiar with everyone's opinions and talked with them with great enthusiasm.

The temple is very small, with green cypresses and green willows. The ethereal sound of Buddha comes from somewhere. It wanders over the mountain temple, standing in the middle of the mountain temple, birds singing outside, cicadas making it more and more quiet and ethereal inside the temple.

Walking forward is the main hall of the temple. Although it does not have the grand Sanskrit word "金" in the big temple, the hall gate is majestic and the Buddha statue is tall, which makes people feel awe.

The temple is built in deep mountains and hidden in lush forests. Here are the monks who are low-key and meditating.

Jiang Tunan only respected Buddha but did not believe in Buddhism, so he did not go in with Zhou Han and the others to kneel down, but walked along the path back.

There are bamboos under the corner of the wall. When the wind passes, it rusts like a Sanskrit sound.

After passing through a moon gate, there was a small yard behind. Jiang Tunan was about to walk inside, but suddenly a quiet voice came from behind, "Don't walk around."

Jiang Tunan turned around and Si Heng followed her.

"There is no door here, so you should be able to enter!" Jiangtu South Road.

After she finished speaking, she heard an old and kind voice, "You can come in, come in!"

Jiang Tunan turned his head and saw a monk wearing a gray robe holding a broom in his hand and was sweeping the fallen leaves. He was an old monk with a gray beard.

She folded her hands together, "Hello, I'm disturbing!"

The old monk smiled kindly, "Those who can get here are all destined people."

Jiang Tunan raised his eyebrows slightly at Si Heng and walked inside.

Si Heng had no choice but to follow him.

The old monk put down the broom and sat down on the cushion. He had an extraordinary temperament. He poured two cups of tea and placed it on a simple wooden table. "Where do you guys come from? What do you want?"

Jiang Tunan smiled and said, "I don't ask for anything. I pass by by chance and come in and take a look."

The old monk laughed and looked at the two of them, saying meaningfully, "Don't you look at the marriage?"

Jiang Tunan's expression slightly stagnated.

"Since you're here, just draw a lottery!" The old monk put the lottery in front of Jiangtunan.

Jiang Tunan walked over, sat down in front of the old monk, reached for the sign, and shrank back the moment his hand touched the bamboo tube.

"Don't be afraid, young people must be brave whether they pursue love or career." The old monk encouraged her.

Jiang Tunan then took the sign over, held it in both hands and shook it, and soon a bamboo stick fell out of the sign.

Jiang Tunan picked it up and handed it to the old monk.

The old monk looked at it, stroked his beard, and smiled, "Give me a sign."

"What did you write?" Jiang Tunan asked.

The old monk's old voice slowly chanted, "The mirror flowers, water and moon are empty, and life is like a dream, but dream is not a dream."

Jiang Tunan frowned, "You said this is a sign-in, what does it mean?"

The old monk pointed to an ancient well in the yard and said slowly, "The moon in the well is the moon in the sky, the person in front of him is the person in his heart, and the dream is not a dream. Only by waking up in time will he not be a spectator of life."

Jiang Tunan looked back at Si Heng, feeling that this was so familiar, as if he had heard it and read it somewhere.

Si Heng leaned against a tall Bodhi tree, his eyes were sharp, and his thin lips were pursed and he did not speak.

"Miss doesn't understand? It doesn't matter, wait a moment!" the old monk said, got up, and staggered towards the room behind him.

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