Chapter 99

The climate on the west mountain is a little bit colder than that on the street. Just halfway up the mountain, the cold wind has been blowing from the mountain, making my face ache.

The wet fog moistened the clothes and stuck to the hands. It was cold and wet.

Lin Shi stood still, panting and frowning at the sky. The foggy weather moistened his cheek, wiped it with his handkerchief, and looked back at the mallow slowly climbing up.

"Hello, miss Duandi. How can I come up the mountain today?" Mallow close to Lin Shiyi, already speechless, squatting in place to rest.

Lin Shiyi chuckles. He doesn't know if he should take her. After all, if he is in danger, it's not good to pull mallow in together.

There are pilgrims down the mountain from time to time. I don't know when they came up. Occasionally, they will meet some monks with a kind face.

Lin Shiyi carefully observed that the monk was wearing a gray robe, and his steps were windy. He never thought he had learned martial arts.

It's just a temple. It's not Shaolin Temple. How can all monks know martial arts?

She frowned and raised her heart.

Finally, the Bodhisattva Temple appeared in the fog. Lin Shiyi was relieved and slowed down.

The dark clouds are rolling, and the fog is heavy on the hillside. I can't even see the surrounding scene clearly. If it wasn't for the clanging sound of the bell hanging at the door of the Bodhisattva temple, I really couldn't find the door.

"It's too cold here." Lin Shiyi murmured. He almost tripped over the threshold. As soon as he looked up, he could not see the censer clearly. It was like a fairyland.

Mallow came several times, vaguely remembering where the hall was, and took Lin Shiyi to walk forward carefully.

The vermilion gate appeared in front of us. It had been wetted by fog, leaving dark traces. It seems that it should have been repaired this year.

But the door is closed, but I don't know why.

Lin Shiyi was not afraid. He strengthened his strength. The heavy door creaked and opened slowly.

Inside the door, the solemn and compassionate Bodhisattva's golden body is placed in the middle, tall and heavy, with his eyes half open, looking at all living beings.

"Dong Dong Dong"

the sound of wooden fish was beating in an orderly way. Several monks were sitting there chanting scriptures and singing scriptures.

Lin Shiyi looked around and saw that the hall was spacious and gorgeous, with sandalwood curling.

Next to him, a few monks saw Lin Shiyi coming, slightly stunned.

After looking at each other, a man stood up and walked towards her.

"This benefactor, the temple is doing it." The monk put his hands together and bowed slightly. He looked at Lin Shiyi, looked up and down at her clothes and speculated about her identity.

Lin Shiyi raised his eyes and watched the monk come. Seeing that he was in a hurry and the wind was blowing at his feet, he was also a master of martial arts. He was quietly ready.

"Master, I have something to do and I have to come up the mountain today." She eased her face and looked a little aggrieved. She lowered her head, stirred the sleeves and kept observing the scene around her.

The monk was slightly stunned. Before he spoke, he was stuffed with heavy silver by Lin Shiyi. After a pause, he quietly put it into his sleeve. He laughed and pointed to the side door. "Please wait there for a while. Some mage will pass."

Then he led the way forward.

Lin Shiyi raised his eyebrows and looked around. The monks were still chanting Sutras in a low voice and looked devout.

But the more I think about it, the more strange I feel.

In the side hall, a few little novices stood at the door with their hands folded. Lin Shiyi came and bowed slightly, "benefactor, your coat is wet. Please take it off."

Lin Shi picked up his eyebrows and carefully observed the little hermits. Without seeing anything, he took off his coat and handed it to the mallow behind him.

The room is warm, with tables and chairs, blue and white porcelain teapots and cups on it, flower racks on the side, and sandalwood curling on the censer on one side.

"Just a moment, benefactor." Little monk poured the tea and put it in front of Lin Shiyi.

The unfolded tea rose and fell in the light yellow tea.

Then he bowed slightly and left the room.

Here, only she and Mallow are left.

This room looks small and simple, but Lin Shiyi knows that there must be something hidden here.

If the side door is not opened, there is a small channel. Lin Shiyi thought, turning his eyes to beads, looking around, slowly stood up and looked left and right.

On the flower rack is a pot of green orchids, several stamens joined, budding.

Lin Shiyi stretched out his hand and gently played with the green leaves. He looked up at the vast expanse of white outside the window. A gust of wind came and dispersed the smoke outside.

"Miss, what are you doing here today? I don't think it's right here." Mallow has been following Lin Shi for a long time, but she is a little more alert. It's really strange that there is no one in the place where the incense of Bodhisattva temple is flourishing today.Lin Shiyi sneered, reached out and pinched the green leaves with his slender fingertips, exuding the green juice. "Be careful, it's really wrong."

"Otherwise, let's go, miss. If you have anything to do, you can also talk to your wife, who will invite the mage to your house!" Mallow nervously said, feel the atmosphere around the oppressive servants, let her some breathless.

"The benefactor seems to be a flower lover." Behind him came a deep voice, with a smile, startled two people.

Lin Shiyi turned his head and looked at the comer quietly. He saw a monk in red cassock. He didn't know when to enter the gate.

"Master." Lin Shiyi nodded and came forward with a slight bow.

"Sit down." The old mage looked up and down at Lin Shiyi. He looked merciful, pointed to the table with a smile, and then sat in front of him.

"Are you the abbot?" Sitting down, Lin Shiyi can't wait to ask.

The monk laughs and shakes his head slowly. "Amitabha, the abbot is still practicing in seclusion. It's easy not to see visitors."

There are always such confused believers in the Bodhisattva temple. With a small sum of money, they can solve the problems of the master. The more money, the higher the level of the monk.

If you want the abbot to come, it will be a lot of money.

Obviously, Lin Shiyi's money was not enough for the abbot to come.

With a sneer, she realized that the place was interesting. She just watched the monk pouring tea with a teapot, or walking to light incense. She suddenly said, "master, do you know martial arts?"

She didn't want to play Tai Chi with them.

"I'm joking, benefactor." Monk slightly a Leng, see Lin Shi a tiny side head, seem to be observing him carefully, withdraw hand, hands together ten, pious appearance.

Lin Shi half squinted and thought that he had suddenly burst in. He was not fully prepared. He did not expect that all the monks here could master martial arts, but he did not know how many monks who could master martial arts lived behind the Bodhisattva temple.