The God of Rebirth

Chapter 2311
A lot of cars have been parked next to it, hidden under the surrounding dense trees.

From the foot of the mountain not far away, a somewhat old stone step winds up, flickering in the forest, and there is a resting pavilion in the middle, and the green moss on the top of the pavilion can be seen faintly.

On the top of the mountain, at a corner of the ancient temple, golden glazed tiles protruded from the dense forest. At this time, the sun was just right, and the golden tiles glowed with a burst of dazzling gold.

The seat belt has been unbuckled by Mu Sichen, Gu Yunnian pushed open the car door and jumped out.

When Mu Sichen got off the car, she asked curiously: "Is this the only way up the mountain?"

Mu Sichen replied, "No, there is a steeper mountain road at the back of the mountain, and most of the monks from Wolong Temple go down the mountain to go shopping on that road."

While talking, Mrs. Mu's car also arrived.

Mrs. Mu and the others drove a little slower. After getting out of the car, they walked a few steps in the open space next to them to stretch their legs, and then started to go up the mountain.

Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Mu both refused the support of Gu Yunnian and Mu Sichen, and walked up the stone steps by themselves.

The driver and a bodyguard also followed, carrying some water and snacks on their backs.

The stone steps were not steep, and the two old ladies were in good physical strength. Without anyone helping them, they only rested for a while in the gazebo in the middle of the road, and walked to the top of the mountain completely by themselves.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, there was already a monk waiting outside the gate, and he immediately came up to greet him and said, "Master Mu, Master Wang Kong's uncle asked the little monk to wait here."

"Thank you, little master!" Mrs. Mu said panting.

"You're welcome, all benefactors and little monks are welcome." The monk said, leading them into the mountain gate, bypassing the main hall, going to an unobvious arch, passing through a narrow path, and after going around a forest, the sight suddenly opened up.

The monk explained: "The back is the place where the monks live in the temple. Pilgrims are not accepted, and only a few guests of the master's uncle or master's uncle can come in occasionally."

While speaking, the monk had already brought them to a courtyard, and after entering the meditation room to report, he brought Mrs. Mu inside.

Gu Yunnian and the others rested in the courtyard. There was a century-old bodhi tree in a corner of the courtyard, and there were stone tables and benches under the tree.

She sat on the stone bench and looked around.

In addition to the linden tree whose canopy almost covers the entire yard, there are several old tea trees planted in the yard.

Gu Yunnian could almost picture a monk picking tea leisurely under a tree in his mind.

At this time, Mrs. Mu came out of the meditation room, and looked at her with some strange eyes, "Nian Nian, Master Wangkong wants to see you, you go in first."

"This..." Yun Shuiyao hesitated, a little worried.

Madam Ji patted her hand reassuringly, "It's okay, don't worry." It's just that she also looked a little surprised, and never thought that Master Wangkong would meet other people.

Gu Yunnian shook his head at Yun Shuiyao, rejected Mu Sichen's company, pushed the door in, turned around, and met a pair of quiet and distant eyes, as if they could see through everything in the world.

She was startled, and her mind seemed to be absorbed in the eyes as deep as the starry sky, until the tea was poured into the cup, the sound of the water sounded, followed by a voice as distant as the chimes of ancient temple bells, "Benefactor Gu, please drink tea."

Gu Yunnian just came back to his senses, his expression was indifferent, but his heart was filled with shock.

It's just a pair of eyes that can make her lose her mind.

She tried her best to maintain her composure, stepped forward and saluted, sat cross-legged on the futon next to the tea table, picked up the teacup, "Thank you, Master Wangkong!"

(End of this chapter)