From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 844 The Millennium Ancient Temple
After a year, the war has entered a stalemate.

The vassal kings took advantage of the favorable terrain in the northwest region to deploy their defenses. Although a few of them were brave and good at fighting, the time and place were favorable and the people were harmonious. Without the advantage of the geographical advantage, fighting was very strenuous.

The four of them sat around in the tent and studied the sand table in front of them, deducing the steps of the next battle.

Fang Zizhen looked at the terrain on the sand table, and then pointed to a hilltop not far away: "There is a temple here."

Ye Xiyou followed her watch to the top of the mountain, then nodded: "Yes."

The temple there is still a thousand-year-old temple, so the vassal kings who believed in Buddhism avoided it one after another.

"We can figure out a way to break out from there."

"Walk to the temple?" Ye Yuanshan frowned. The Wei Kingdom respected Buddhism, and Buddhism was very prosperous. Basically, the dignitaries were very taboo about this, and they were unwilling to offend the gods and Buddhas.

Fang Zizhen nodded and said, "Let's go here, this is the only choice."

Ye Yuanshan looked at his son, and saw Ye Xiyou solemnly looking at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, obviously he had no intention of refusing, and then looked at Feng Junran, this boy who grew from a boy to a boy in just one year He also looked at the ancient temple with his slender and dark eyes, obviously planning something.

"No, no, it's a thousand-year-old temple after all." Ye Yuanshan disagreed, his old mother believed in Buddhism, no no no.

Feng Junran looked at the ancient temple quietly, and said calmly: "Even the Buddha said that it is difficult for a mud bodhisattva to cross the river, so it is better to seek the Buddha than to seek oneself."

Pointing at the ancient temple, he said indifferently: "I also support sister-in-law Zi's opinion, but don't make any big moves, so as not to startle the snake."

The eyes slid down the ancient temple, and in the valley were the troops of the vassal king. They were lurking there, using the favorable terrain to stop their progress.

Ye Xiyou also couldn't help but nodded: "Zi Wei's method is very good, I agree with it, but the details need to be discussed..."

"No, no, I don't agree!" Ye Yuanshan shouted hastily, why does everyone support walking the ancient temple?
"Uncle, this is the only way for me to go back and see Xiaoxiao as soon as possible. Doesn't uncle want to go home and see Xiaoxiao?"

"Eh..." Ye Yuanshan pinched his beard and struggled.

It's been a year, he also thought about it, and the girl is about to marry, and she will never see her again after she gets married, of course he should take a few more look at it earlier while still at home.

So he looked at the ancient temple, and finally he could only grit his teeth and say, "Okay, let's go from here!"

After making up my mind, I kept muttering in my heart: Amitabha, we didn't know it, Buddha, it was really forced by the situation.

After reaching an agreement, everyone started to prepare. Because of Fang Zi's status as a woman, she naturally took the lead. After all, this status is much more useful than a man's.

Ye Xiyou also decided to go together. The two disguised themselves as a young couple who went into the mountains to collect firewood. One was carrying a basket and the other was carrying tools, and slowly headed towards the ancient temple.

On the way, Ye Yuanshan was worried, so he asked Feng Junran to disguise himself as a hunter and go into the mountain together.

On the way up the mountain, I didn't see a single person, but I saw soldiers wandering nearby from a distance at the foot of the mountain. It's probably because everyone didn't want to disturb the Buddha's Qingxiu, so they didn't dare to go forward with weapons.

Occasionally, people could be seen burning incense on the road. The peace and tranquility here formed a strong contrast with the tense tension in the mountain depression. Even Ye Xiyou couldn't help but look around, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

It's so peaceful here, so peaceful and peaceful that people can't bear to destroy it.

"If we don't do this, people all over the world will live in dire straits. Are you happy to see that?"

Ye Xiyou frowned, took a deep look at Fang Ziyi, and said, "Let's go!"

The three of them followed the incense burners and slowly headed towards the mountain until they reached the top of the mountain, only to see the golden roof hidden behind the lush trees.

Bells gradually rang in my ears, one by one, shuttling through the forest, with a long and deep humming.

The Buddhist hall can make people feel peaceful, and similarly, this long-lasting sentient beings can also resolve the anxiety in people's hearts. The three of them stood under the tree, quietly looking up at this thousand-year-old temple, watching the thick ancient trees rising from the ground , to block out the sun.

At the gate of the ancient temple, you can still see the departing pilgrims, old people and children, men and women, all kinds of people.

The three looked at each other and walked forward slowly.

The gate of the ancient temple is not big, it looks like the door of an ordinary small temple, with dark wooden boards, not too high door beams, pines and cypresses planted on both sides, and the gentle breeze blows the Buddhist incense in the temple. everywhere.

At this moment, the three of them hesitated a little, because all of them were blood donors.

Feng Junran looked at the people coming and going inside the open wooden door, and for no reason, he thought of Ye Xiaoxiao.

While the three were hesitating, an old monk slowly walked out of the ancient temple.

The old monk was very old, his eyebrows and beard were all gray, but he seemed in good spirits, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and smiling faces. When he saw three people standing at the door, he clasped his hands cheerfully, and invited them in.

Standing silently behind the old monk was a young monk. The young monk blinked his big eyes and silently looked at the three people. His dark eyes were bottomless, as if he had already seen through the three people.
"Fa Yuan, please let the three benefactors go in!"

The little monk obediently replied yes, and smiled and invited the three of you in.

Looking at the little monk who was less than his knees, Fang Ziyi showed a smiling face, really cute, isn't it?

The old monk just smiled, followed behind a few people, and seeing the sweeping monk, he couldn't help but confess: "Tell the pilgrims to come back in a month."

Hearing that Ye Xiyou's footsteps stopped, he couldn't help but look back, is there anyone behind him?

hallucinations?

He frowned, and looked around vigilantly, but there was nothing but silence here, and nothing but peace.

The young monk invited people to a meditation room, served tea and snacks, and stood at the door. After a while, the old monk walked in slowly and looked at the three people in front of him with a smile.

"The three benefactors are predestined people, and the poor monk should receive them well."

"God is too polite."

Feng Junran was indifferent and courteous. Among the three, he alone looked the calmest.

The old monk looked at the man who had just lost his childishness, smiled, and said: "But there is still one person missing, but forget it, this is fate, and no one can change it."

Fa Yuan stood quietly behind the master, blinking his big eyes, he could see a little bit of things from the three people, such as reincarnation, such as life and death.

So his eyes couldn't help staying on Feng Junran's body, blinking his eyes, looking and looking.

The old monk smiled and said: "The poor monk knows what you are here for today, if this ancient temple is useful, just take it away, we monks will hide in the mountains, and we will come back after you finish what you want to do. "

(End of this chapter)