Shen Yue felt a little strange, but seeing that Chitrika was very serious, she finally followed him into the temple.

He felt that Chitrika had regarded him as a close friend and he was serious about doing things.

But what he really couldn't figure out for a while was - why did this nirvana, who was very abstract and artistic, associate Jianxing Peak with this temple?

He saw Chitrika taking him directly to the main hall of the temple, and then grabbed a welcoming monk and whispered something in a low voice.

The welcoming monk shook his head, showing that he didn't know.

Chitrika did not give up, and stretched out her hand to Shen Yue, twirling her thumb, middle finger and index finger.

People in the world have different races, but some of their body language is very similar. Shen Yue understood that he wanted money, so he took out a thousand rupees and handed it to Chitrika.

He didn't understand what they were talking about, but he could tell that the welcoming monk was not with Chitrika.

Chitrika withheld the five hundred, but took out only five hundred and handed the money to the welcoming monk with a pious face.

The welcoming monk did not accept the offer, but looked at the merit box. Chitrika immediately stuffed the money into it. The welcoming monk looked kinder, nodded, and walked out.

"Wait." Chitrika explained, fearing that Shen Yue would be impatient, "Jianxingfeng, they know."

Shen Yue sighed secretly, thinking that no wonder Lord Mengchang also raised some roosters and dog thieves, because they are really useful at critical times!

He actually thought that Master Wu Xing was a practitioner, and if he wanted to ask where Xing Xing Peak was, he would probably have to find a monk or something like that. He didn't expect that Chitrika also knew this way.

Chitrika returned the remaining five hundred to Shen Yue, "For merit, five hundred is fine." Then he explained: "For merit, I only need five hundred, as agreed. If there is more, I don't want it."

Shen Yue was a little surprised, because he knew that domestic temples said you could donate as much as you wanted, but many of the monks who greeted guests had a mouth that was sharper than an insurance salesman. Inadvertently and invisibly, they made you think that it was a serious sin not to donate more.

This temple actually sets a maximum donation limit, which is really rare.

Seeing that Chitrika explained the customs here truthfully, he had a slight liking for this person. He did not take the money, but just said: "Take it. Thank you for your hard work."

Chitrika was a little surprised, and then moved a little, "Thank you, we are friends, no need."

It seems that he regarded Shen Yue as a confidant because of Shen Yue's words "artist", but at Shen Yue's insistence, he still collected the money "artistically".

While waiting for the monk, Chitrika walked back and forth. Perhaps because of her short hands, she looked even more eager than Shen Yue.

However, Shen Yue could still watch the situation in the temple patiently.

The temple is quiet and quiet, except for a few believers. It is really a place for self-cultivation. Others in it will inevitably recite a few words of "Amitabha", and soon they will feel refreshed and the whole person will enter a subtle state.

It's hard to describe that state. It's like you are in it, but there is another part of you that is aloof.

Ever since he saw Shi Kong, this state has often appeared.

The conversation between the child and the enlightened monk came back to my mind.

——Master, what is meditation?

——The heart has nowhere to live.

——Then how can we achieve a state of mind without dwelling on it? I understand a little bit, but I still don’t feel it is thorough.

At that time, the wise old monk explained with a kind face - today I asked you to carry the stone to the cave in one breath. Do you still remember the relaxed feeling at the moment when the stone was removed?

——I remember, it’s very unforgettable.

——Well, use your wisdom and find ways to prolong this feeling. This is meditation.

Shen Yue sighed softly. In the past few days, he remembered more and more of his childhood memories. This seemed to mean that he was beginning to recover his memory. But the strange thing was that he only recovered his childhood memories. Then he would grow up. What about the queen? Why has his memory never been restored?

While he was thinking, an image suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a monk sitting on a futon and looking at him.

The monk looked very old.

Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, and then the image disappeared. He felt surprised in his heart. He walked out of the main hall and looked at the side room, feeling that the old monk seemed to be watching him in a side room in the temple.

Why is this happening?

This feeling is actually very similar to Nuan Yu's distant correspondence with him.

While Shen Yue was thinking, the monk who greeted the guests came over quickly, looked at Shen Yue with a surprised expression, and then said a few words to Chitrica. Chitrica nodded repeatedly and said excitedly to Shen Yue: "It's the host. Find us."

Shen Yue saw that Chitrika's attitude toward him seemed a little strange, and he couldn't help but make some guesses in his heart, but he still followed the welcoming monk to the Zen room.

There was an old monk sitting in meditation there, and it turned out to be the one Shen Yue saw in his mind.

As soon as Chitrika entered the room, she immediately paid homage to the monk.

He looked like a gangster on the streets, but his worship of the monk came from the bottom of his heart. After he stood up to pay homage, he saw that Shen Yue was still standing there, and pulled Shen Yue to kneel down, "The eminent monk is very spiritual and miraculous!"

Before Shen Yue could give him the gift, the monk had already said in fluent Chinese: "What's your surname, the donor?"

"Minggui, my name is Shen Yue." Shen Yue saw that although the eminent monk was old and thin, his eyes were extremely clear, and he knew that he was definitely an eminent monk with good cultivation.

The monk raised his eyebrows that had turned white, "Why do you want to see Xingfeng?"

"That's where the master is." Shen Yue said immediately, noticing that the monk's expression seemed a little touched, and guessed: "Does the eminent monk know the master? The master is enlightened."

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely ask, why do you, a disciple, not know the place where your master lives? Unexpectedly, the old monk just nodded, "I see."

Shen Yue was confused and asked: "I wonder if the eminent monk can clear up the doubts?"

The old monk stared at Shen for about a long time and said, "Before he passed away, the enlightened monk was invited by the old monk to come to this temple to promote Buddhism. His merits are really immeasurable. Before he left, he mentioned a disciple to the old monk. That disciple It’s called releasing truth.”

Shen Yue felt excited and tears filled her eyes.

The more he recalled, the more he felt that his understanding was extremely concerned about the truth of that year.

It turns out that before Wu Xing died, he not only asked Shi Kong to look for him, but also made many good connections with him.

"Shi Zhen is a disciple." Shen Yue finally said.

The old monk looked at Shen Yue with tears in his eyes, nodded slightly and said: "That's good, that's good. Before Wu Xing passed away, there was only one concern, and that was the youngest disciple Shi Zhen. Shi Zhen has not returned, or has lost his way. , or has been forgotten.”

Lost and unable to return? A trace of confusion flashed through Shen Yue's mind. He didn't know why the master said this. Could it be that his enlightenment knew what he was going to do that was tempting?

"Wuxing asked the old monk, if he has the chance to meet Shi Zhen, to show him the way to Jian Xing Peak."
Chapter completed!