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Chapter 2290 Qingliang Temple

In the morning, the sun rose again, illuminating the entire Qingliang Temple with a glow, especially the hazy layer of water vapor, as if it had come to a fairyland.

The unique coolness, with the morning light blowing on people's faces, brings a kind of indescribable comfort to people, and the unique fresh air in the fresh mountains makes people feel an indescribable feeling when they breathe. vitality.

Zhang Tianhao walked slowly on the mountain road with Ah Feng, and he walked up the steps, looking around from time to time.

He really likes the air with almost no pollution. Compared with later generations, the current air is really intoxicating.

It turns out that the traces of the bombing here have already been covered by countless green plants, and it is no longer possible to see how many memories there are.

Even if one or two pedestrians walked by occasionally, it did not affect Zhang Tianhao's interest in watching.

"Young Master, we are at Qingliang Temple."

Ah Feng reminded him in a low voice, and then followed Zhang Tianhao, not talking in silence, but looking at the hazy and cool mountain gate not far ahead.

With Zhang Tianhao's eyesight, he could still see that there were still some traces left by the war on the mountain gate of Qingliang Temple, which had not been repaired. The damage caused by the war was too serious.

Especially on the wall of Qingliang Temple, it was obvious that some places had been bombed, and it looked much dilapidated than when it was the first time.

A lot of grass had grown on the fence, and the grass was still quite lush, as if it was telling something to him.

Zhang Tianhao took a deep breath, and continued to walk up, getting closer and closer to the mountain gate, and his heart sank more and more.

Beauty is gone, leaving only endless trauma. ,

But maybe this is a kind of incomplete beauty?

Walking to the door, before he could knock on the door, he saw the mountain door slowly opened from the inside, and an old monk was cleaning the ground vigorously, as if welcoming visitors from all directions.

That creaking sound heralded a new day, and Qingliang Temple opened its doors to receive pilgrims.

The old monk looked up and saw Zhang Tianhao and his party, he was also taken aback.

After all, Zhang Tianhao and his party came earlier, at 06:30 in the morning, before the general pilgrims arrived, and even the old monk was surprised.

"Amitabha, benefactor, good morning, please come in!"

The old monk only had some accidents, not much surprise. After all, he is also in his 70s and [-]s. He is used to seeing all kinds of people, so he will not be rude.

Saluted with one palm, and then made a gesture of please.

Zhang Tianhao also clasped his palms together, bowed to the old monk, and said respectfully: "Please don't blame Master if you disturb Master when you visit early in the morning."

"I can see the benefactor early in the morning, please come in, benefactor!"

Zhang Tianhao walked in with his master, and after he walked in, he also took a serious look at the entire Qingliang courtyard. Opposite was the Daxiong Palace, and in front was the slowly rising sandalwood scent.

The compound has already been cleaned up, and there is not much garbage, even a broom is still there, placed in the corner.

"Benefactor, please come to the main hall to have tea later, can you?"

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Tianhao was not polite, but followed the old monk to the backyard.

Apparently the old monk already knew that Zhang Tianhao was looking for him for something, or he wanted to come early to offer incense.

When he came to the main hall, Zhang Tianhao looked at the majestic Buddha in front of him, which was seven or eight meters high, and the whole main hall was thirteen or four meters high.

"Benefactor, please sit down, Lao Na will drink tea for the benefactor!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Tianhao found a place to sit down, and A Feng behind him also stood outside the door to prevent other things from happening.

Look around again.

In the entire hall, apart from this big Buddha statue, there are no other statues, and there are also no eighteen arhats.

This is an ancient temple with a long history. Every time I come here, I have an indescribable feeling.

Especially sitting in the hall, there is a sense of tranquility, as if there is a mysterious atmosphere that makes Zhang Tianhao calm down naturally.

Similarly, he still has a feeling of being out of place, as if his body instinctively rejects this place, which is an indescribable existence.

He heard Liu Ying say that the video tape disappeared in the hall, so he looked around, and there was no place to hide anything around.

He couldn't help turning his eyes to the big Buddha. After all, the only thing that could hide something was the body of the big Buddha.

Then he stood up, came to the body of the Buddha, put his hands together, bowed to the Buddha, and said hello: "I'm sorry, I offended you!"

He then picked up the five soft cushions on the ground, checked them one by one, and then came to the body of the Buddha, and looked up and down the Buddha, especially the palm of the Buddha, after all, a video tape can be placed on it.

If you put it on top, no one will really notice.

Shaking his head left and right, he turned to the back of the Buddha and looked carefully.

Likewise, the entire Great Buddha is one, and there is no place to hide things at all.

He stretched out his hand and tapped the Buddha's body lightly, and heard crisp sounds coming from the Buddha's body, as if the entire body of the Buddha was empty.

"empty!"

He was also taken aback, and then slowly searched for it again, but he really couldn't see any difference behind it.He came back to the front of the Buddha, gently moved the altar in front of him, and looked again.

It's just that the result is still as he guessed, it is impossible to hide here. As for where it is hidden, he really hasn't found it.

He restored the altar and put it back to its original position, and looked up and down again.He also thought about the blind spots above the Buddha.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on the folded arm of the Buddha. The only blind spot was the arm area of ​​the Buddha, and there were two small slits on it.

He wanted to stand on it immediately to check it out, maybe there would be something unexpected for him.

"Clap clap clap!"

At this moment, there were bursts of footsteps outside, which directly interrupted Zhang Tianhao's desire to find out, and he had no choice but to return to his original seat.

"donor!"

Just when Zhang Tianhao sat down, he saw the master walk in, holding a tray with two cups and a pot of tea in his hand.

Bursts of tea fragrance are wafting out from inside, making people's spirits shaken in the morning.

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Tianhao put his palms together again and thanked him, then sat across the table and let the master pour tea for him.

The master put the tray on the table, then took out a cup and placed it in front of the two of them.Then he lifted the teapot and poured Zhang Tianhao a cup of tea.and sent it over.

Zhang Tianhao took it with both hands, and thanked him again.

"Donor, please!"

After thirty days of tea, Zhang Tianhao and the old monk also put down their teacups one after another. As for how much they drank, it was just for fun.

"Benefactor, come to the small temple early in the morning, do you know what to do?"

"Master Huiyan, I do have one thing I would like to ask the master about. This can be regarded as a small gift from me for Lord Buddha."

Zhang Tianhao took out the money first, 800 yuan, relatively speaking, it was not too little.

It's not that he didn't want to give more, but that he was guilty of committing crimes. Too much would be a bad thing and bring disaster to the temple.

(End of this chapter)