Only the leading NHK female reporter reluctantly stuck her neck and said, "I even interviewed his majesty, and I went into his Majesty's bedroom. Why can't I go in here!"

The monk was very tired. He simply closed his eyes, folded his hands, and stopped at the door like a door god. He didn't open his eyes or make way for anyone to say anything.

NHK's female reporter wanted to say something, but she was held by her male partner and shook her head: "stay Meizi, don't be impulsive, let's think about another way!"

Reporters from other TV stations were discouraged when they saw NHK, and they were depressed one by one and stopped shouting, but they gathered at the door for a time and refused to leave. Some smart reporters simply took exterior shots to see who would enter the closed courtyard from here.

The little boy of Wakayama TV station looked helplessly at his predecessors: "elder xiangtian, what should I do now?"

Xiangtian had always had the dream of "digging out a big news and getting a raise and promotion when she went back", but the cruel facts now dashed her dream. She glared at the little boy angrily: "how do I know? Can't you help it if you don't see NHK?"

The little boy muttered with some grievances: "didn't you say NHK is nothing great just now?" when he finished, his eyes suddenly brightened and said, "by the way, master xiangtian, why don't we climb the wall secretly?"

The little boy pointed to the white wall that was not high in the courtyard and said excitedly.

Xiangtian stared at him with an idiot's eyes: "are you crazy? It's a great crime to offend your majesty!"

The little boy looked disappointed and was about to speak, but he saw a monk wearing a hat, holding a Buddhist staff and a bowl.

Xiangtian got excited, patted the little boy on the shoulder and said, "look, look, this is the monk of the Pure Land Sect! It seems that the rumor is true. All the monks of the Pure Land Sect are coming!"

The little boy quickly adjusted the angle of the micro camera hidden on the chest pin and photographed the monks. He saw that the hats on the monks' heads were very low and could hardly see their true faces. However, he keenly found that the last monk was thin, with a small chin tip and smooth skin like silk. He didn't seem to be a man.

The little boy couldn't help asking, "elder xiangtian, that seems to be a woman?"

Xiangtian, with a well-informed look, said, "what's strange? Some monks of the Pure Land Sect have families!" but she quickly said angrily: "Damn, they can bring their families in. Why can't we!"

While she was complaining, her peers nearby issued another exclamation: "ah, the host of fahuazong is also coming!"

"Yes, I heard before that he is an eminent monk. Today, he looks solemn!"

The monks of fahuazong were much more generous than those of Pure Land Sect. Their host walked in the front, wearing a golden red cassock, palm with one hand, recited the Buddhist scriptures. When he came to the door, he saluted the monks at the door, and then slowly walked in from the way out of the way.

"Fahuazong is coming, too. What other sects are there?" xiangtian couldn't help getting excited. As soon as her voice fell, she saw two people walking slowly in the distance.