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Chapter 532 The rain will always stop

Qingshan, the Zen Temple in the middle of the mountain.

The abbot received Ruan Shishi and the other two. Not long after they entered, the sky outside became more and more gloomy, and the rumbling thunder sounded, and the clouds pressed lower and lower.

After a while, it rained heavily.

Ruan Shishi held the hot tea in her hand, walked to the door and looked outside, and said with some concern, "I wonder if it will stop when it rains?"

Just now, when the three of them arrived near the building they saw in the middle of the mountain, they found that it was a Zen temple. There was a plaque hanging at the gate, which was a bit old, but it was not difficult to see that the words on it were the four words "Qingshan Zen Temple".

The three of them wandered around the door for a while. While he was hesitating whether to go in directly, a little monk suddenly walked out of the door, looking about five or six years old, with a clever and adorable appearance, but the eyes of them were a little timid and defensive.

They wanted to call the little monk to ask a few words, but the little monk closed the door, turned around and ran away.

After a while, the door opened again, and an old man wearing a gray sea green robe and looking calm and kind-hearted came out. He greeted them kindly and even invited them in and to sit in.

Ruan Shishi had originally wanted to go in and take a look. With such an opportunity, she naturally didn't refuse. She agreed with Brother Long and Xiao Meng to pretend that the climber came to them inadvertently, and naturally followed the abbot in.

As soon as he entered, the abbot introduced himself to them, and then someone brought him tea to entertain them. After a few minutes of chatting, a muffled thunder sounded loudly outside.

Ruan Shishi stood at the door, pretending to look at the rain, but her eyes kept sweeping around, searching for something.

She never thought that there would be such a green mountain Zen temple in the deep mountains. If Yu Yimo was really thrown into the mountains, would the people in the Zen temple have seen anything?

Thinking of this, Ruan Shishi was inexplicably excited.

At this moment, the abbot of Zhenyuan came over and looked at the heavy rain outside. He seemed to be afraid that Ruan Shishi would be worried, so he explained softly, "This is the rain in the mountains. It comes quickly and goes quickly. Don't worry. You can wait here for a while. When the rain stops, it's not too late to leave."

Ruan Shishi smiled and nodded, and asked with the flow, "Abbot, we just saw the plaque at the door with the words Qingshan Zen Temple written on it. There is a Qingshan Temple outside the mountain. I don't know if it has any connection..."

Before she finished speaking, the abbot Zhenyuan understood what she meant. The old man sighed softly and said indifferently, "It's to be honest. I am the former abbot of Qingshan Temple. But later, Qingshan Temple fell and the incense was gone, and the monks slowly dispersed. There was no way, so I brought a few people who left the last to the Zen temple in the mountains to cultivate one's own character and live a quiet life."

Looking at the old man's slightly dim expression, Ruan Shishi's heart sank. Although it was only the first time she met, she could see the old man's wisdom, calmness and kindness.

Although Qingshan Zen Temple is much smaller than Qingshan Temple, as soon as she walked in, she saw flowers and plants on both sides, as well as some vegetables she had grown. Several young monks ran around by the kitchen and laughed, while a hunchbacked monk was doing carpenters in the yard taciturn.

Such a scene is extremely peaceful and beautiful, and as you look at it, your heart will calm down unknowingly.

She never thought that there was such a paradise hidden in such a mountain, secret and beautiful.

Brother Long and Xiao Meng were both sitting on chairs in the room. They were taciturn when they came in. They were good at fighting, but they were socializing with others and such extraordinary people. They could not touch the tricks at all and could only remain silent.

Ruan Shishi and the abbot Zhenyuan stood under the eaves, and before they knew it, they chatted a lot. Slowly, the rain became lighter and smaller. The host Zhenyuan laughed and said slowly, "I'll just say that the rain will always stop."

This sentence came from him, with a bit of Zen. Ruan Shishi's heart was much quieter than when she came in just now. Now, listening to what he said, I thought deeply.

The rain always stops, and the same goes for things in this world.

She curled her lips and smiled. As the rain was getting worse and worse, she suddenly remembered something, and turned to the abbot of Zhenyuan who was standing on the other side and said, "Abbot, I want to visit the Zen temple. Is it convenient?"

The abbot nodded slightly, smiled at her, then reached out to summon a little monk and said softly, "Ziji, come, take this female donor around and stroll around the Zen temple."

The little monk was only four or five years old, about the same age as Sensen Sasha, with big eyes and a gray sea-green dress, looking very cute.

Ruan Shishi felt happy and smiled at him. Then she turned around and explained a few words to Xiao Menglong Brother, before she walked away with the little monk.

Just now, she told Xiao Meng and the others that it would be inappropriate to let them wait here, and the three of them wander around the yard, so it would be enough for her to go alone to avoid arousing suspicion.

Just now, when chatting with the abbot Zhenyuan, Ruan Shishi asked him indirectly if anyone had been here recently. The abbot Zhenyuan denied it, saying that the three of them were all rare guests, and that they were willing to keep them for a few days, so they changed the topic.

Now, she can walk around, and she also wants to see and find clues to her expectation.

"Kid, have you been here since you were a child?"

The little monk nodded seriously and said softly, "Yes."

He said, and took her to the door of a Buddhist temple and explained softly, "This is the main Buddhist temple, and we will all worship Buddha here."

Ruan Shishi nodded thoughtfully, then asked casually, "How many people are there here?"

"Abbot Zhenyuan, and Ziqing, Wuen..."

The little monk reported a few names, and there were only six or seven in total. Ruan Shishi smiled and listened to him without interrupting.

After a while, she continued, "Will anyone else live here besides you?"

Before they came in, Brother Long said that he felt the footprints at the door outside were a little messy. She glanced at it and didn't think much. However, after she arrived in the Zen temple, she found that the abbot here, including the monk, were wearing cloth shoes, and there was a footprint outside with printed shoe patterns on the sole, which looked like a man's size.

This really makes her think more.

She asked this, and the little monk nodded, but suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and quickly shook his head, "No..."

Although he reacted quickly, Ruan Shishi still keenly captured something. She looked at the little monk calmly. The little monk was young and simple, lowered his head with guilt and stopped talking.

Seeing his appearance, Ruan Shishi's heart slowly tightened and she had an answer in her heart.

Could it be that in this Zen temple, there are others besides the abbots and monks?

A man's face flashed quickly in her mind, but she was not sure.
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