ghost scene

The next morning, the sky was clear.

As the heat got hotter, Yu Gan wanted to rest at home as an otaku cat.

After thinking about it, I decided to go out for a stroll.Soothe and soothe my soul traumatized by Li Nianxiang.

He changed into a simple white gown, tied his hair with wooden hairpins, and dressed up like a neat young man.

Yu Gan did not choose to wander around the city, but chose to go to the White Horse Temple to worship the Bodhisattva.

He is no longer an atheist now, and he should worship Buddha if he should, to get rid of his bad luck.

By the way, take a look at the White Horse Temple, which is known as the first temple in the world.

The establishment of Baima Temple was even earlier than the founding of Daqi, and the long time has blurred this concept.

At the beginning, the founding emperor of Daqi personally inscribed a plaque and bestowed the name of the first temple in the world to Baima Temple.

And in Tai'an City, a large area was specially designated for the monks of Baima Temple to meditate.

So, for a while, this low-key temple came into the eyes of the world.

But the monks of Baima Temple are not proud of this honor, so why should they do it.

The eminent monks of the past dynasties in the temple have gone on to perfect and specialize in the study of Buddhism, and they are as low-key as before.

With the passage of time, the White Horse Temple has been passed down under this name.

People in the world are not surprised, especially the people in Tai'an, who just regard this temple as an ordinary temple to visit.

There are millions of people, and the incense in this White Horse Temple is considered strong, and the monks in the temple usually help the suffering people.

Especially in times of disaster, the whole temple will do its best to help the victims.

So in the eyes of ordinary people, they may not see or know the so-called supernatural powers of the White Horse Temple, but they are deeply grateful and have a good reputation among the people.

The White Horse Temple is located in the southeast city, and there is not a single household in the surrounding area, it is all the courtyards of the White Horse Temple.

Usually only the east gate is open to the common people.

When Yu Gan arrived at the east gate, the sun had already risen by a certain arc.

There are two huge ginkgo trees standing on both sides in front of the door, and the canopy covers the sky, blocking most of the sunlight.

The rustling light makes it very shady here.

These two ginkgo trees were planted by the founder of the country at that time.

The ginkgo tree branches are green, swaying with the wind, responding to the sunshine, making people's vision extremely enjoyable.

There are many sticks hanging on it, engraved with the name and year of each emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty.Swaying gently with the breeze, it's really nice.

Yu Gan quietly looked up at this ginkgo tree full of history, and his heart suddenly became peaceful.

"I thought this tree was huge when I was a child, and it still looks like this now."

A slight and familiar voice came from the side, and Li Nianxiang's soft voice was sent into Yu Gan's ears along the autumn wind.

Yu Gan turned his head to look at Li Nianxiang in astonishment.

Today, she is wearing a light red dress with a right lapel. Her hair is partly coiled and partly draped over her shoulders. A few strands of blue hair hang down slightly on both sides of her forehead.

The breeze blew by, slightly messing up her hair, and fitting it onto her delicate and unusual face.

The ends of her willow eyebrows were lightly drawn, which made her less heroic and more gentle.

The lips are rosy, rosy and elastic, and the skin is fairer than before.

Today's Li Nianxiang put on some makeup, Zhuang Yan was elegant and quiet, standing under the ginkgo tree like an orchid in the empty valley.

Li Nianxiang stood pretty and looked up at the ginkgo with the glow of the sun, and the lines were soft from the back of the ear to the chin.

The ancient ladies are deposited under the thousand-year-old tree, and the sense of history overflows the picture.

A maidservant in a green skirt followed behind, Yu Gan didn't bother to look at her.

His scalp is numb now.

What's embarrassing is that he almost fell for the beauty of this crazy woman just now!

Li Nianxiang also looked sideways at Yu Gan, tilting his head slightly.

Yu Gansa Yazi ran into the temple.

Just kidding, it's best not to see you if you can!

It's a pity that I can meet her everywhere.

Li Nianxiang frowned slightly, and couldn't help but clearly remembered the day and night he and Yu Gan stayed together.

The other party's calmness and ruthlessness really left a deep impression on her.

"Princess, who is this son? Why did he run away when he saw you?" the green-robed maid asked curiously.

Li Nianxiang shook her head, "The deacon of Dali Temple may be a coincidence."

He didn't care about Yu Gan's behavior between words, but just walked into the temple with the green-robed maid.

In fact, if Yu Gan had looked carefully just now, he would have noticed that this Li Nianxiang was the same Li Nianxiang that day when he was hunting that day, and he didn't look like a crazy woman at all.

But this is not important to Yu Gan, because he knows that the person in Li Nianxiang's body can always perceive the situation outside.

Based on this, no matter how good-looking Li Nianxiang is, Yu Gan chooses to stay away from him.

For example, the current Yu Gan looks at Li Nianxiang as he looks at Zhou Shuyi.

Good-looking is good-looking, but the kind that can't be rushed at all.

Yu Gan, who ran all the way into the temple, turned his head and saw that Li Nianxiang hadn't followed in. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the secluded courtyard on the right.

I'm a little curious why Li Nianxiang is running to the White Horse Temple, that crazy woman is so confident in her own strength?

There are so many eminent monks in this White Horse Temple, aren't they afraid of being spotted by others?

Yu Gan thought about it lazily, but he wished that the other party would be seen out.

I met many commoner monks on the road, and when they saw Yu Gan, they would put their palms together and say hello.Yu Ganquan responded politely.

Just like this, I came to a side hall all the way, where the Eighteen Arhats are enshrined.Not many people come here to worship.

Yu Gan picked a room and walked in, where two venerables, Jianglong and Fuhu, were enshrined.

Yu Gan is a martial artist. At first he wanted to pay homage to the Bodhisattva, but later he decided to pay homage to the two strong male arhats.

After worshiping for a while, I asked Arhat to bless my wealth. After the peach blossoms rolled in, Yu Gan walked out of the side hall contentedly.

There is also a courtyard on the right side, which is even more secluded, without a single pilgrim.There are no monks on duty.It is a yard you can enter.

Yu Gan walked in directly, thinking that being able to sit would make him completely quiet.

The yard is not big, with a few trees planted. There is a stone table under the tree. An old man is sitting there with a chessboard in front of him.

This is a monk with long eyebrows and big ears. His eyebrows are all white, and the long ones hang down from the sides.

From Yu Gan's point of view, this old monk is an ordinary existence no matter in terms of temperament or cultivation.

However, he doesn't think so!

This is clearly an adventure in China!

A thousand-year-old temple, an old monk under a tree.

Isn't this a template for an expert from outside the world?

It seems that the opportunity has come!

Yu Gan pushed forward shamelessly, and sat down on another stone bench next to the stone table.

His current chaotic philosophy is to hug his thighs as much as he can, no matter what kind of existence he is, hug him first and then talk.

Buddhist holy land, you won't kill yourself, right?

Yu Gan's plan was clear.

The monk had a strong concentration, stroked his long eyebrows, and didn't notice the person sitting opposite him at all.

Yu Gan doesn't understand Go.

After waiting for a long time, the monk raised his head in relief as if he had figured it out.

The old monk was kind, looking at Yu Gan kindly, "What's the matter with this deacon?"

"How did Master see it?" Yu Gan was taken aback for a moment.

The old monk smiled and said, "The deacon practiced the sun scroll, so thick and solid, he must be the deacon of Dali Temple."

Look, this is the master!

Yu Gan's smile became brighter, "Master, I'm going to take a rest today and come here to offer incense. I happened to see a chess game here, so I decided to watch it."

"Oh? The deacon knows how to play chess?" the monk asked happily.

Yu Gan shook his head, "I don't understand."

The old monk paused, thinking that just now Yu Gan tasted the state of the same people, who knows that he really can't.

Can this kind of thing be pretended?

"May I ask what the master's name is?" Yu Gan asked again with a smile.

"The name of the old monk is empty." The old monk put his hands together.

But Yu Gan's mind became active. This Kongru is from Kongzi's generation, which means that he is of the same generation as the current abbot of Baima Temple.

And with such free time, he probably didn't hold an important position in the temple.

There is a high probability that it is a retired elder, and a retired elder can still live in such a chic way in the temple, either he is highly respected or powerful.

In either case, a good leg!

Yu Gan now regrets why he doesn't know how to go, and when he was racking his brains to think of how to please the old man, a red figure walked in and interrupted him.

Looking back, it was Li Nianxiang again.

Obviously Li Nianxiang didn't expect Yu Gan to be here, she glanced at Yu Gan, then looked at Kong Ru and nodded, "Hello, master."

"The princess is here." Kong Ru stood up and clasped his hands together, "Today's scriptures are ready, please come with me, princess."

Li Nianxiang nodded and followed.

Yu Gan knew that he couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and was about to leave.

At this time, Li Nianxiang yelled, "Yu Gan, I have something to do in the Palace, so stay here."