99 days of flash marriage: Husband, please advise!

Chapter 140

What is this called?

Xia Hansheng almost choked on his own saliva.

However, if Song Yihan dared to lock her up at home, well, indeed, he couldn't be locked up.

Because she is already thinking about taking some time to go out now.

Last time, she actually had important things to do.

The address Leng Chengxiao gave her should not be wrong, but last time the weather was not good, and the hermit seekers were not met, so they returned without success.

But I still want to try again.

The next day, while Song Yihan was going to work, Xia Hansheng said hello to Aunt Zhao and went out.

Sitting in a wheelchair...it's really inconvenient!

It is impossible to take a bus. Even if you take a taxi, some drivers are unwilling to take her when they see her mobility problems.

Finally found a kind driver who was willing to take her to the foot of the mountain.

As long as you can get to the foot of the mountain, it's easy to say.

Although the mountain is a bit steep, the road has been well repaired, the road is flat, and wheelchairs can go up.

Her wheelchair is also electric, and she only needs to adjust the direction by herself without too much effort.

The weather was better today, and she made more preparations, even carrying a small bag, umbrella and some food.

I came here once last time, and this time I walked up, it can be said that I am familiar with the road.

Walking halfway up the mountain, I found the small temple very smoothly.

This time, I don’t know if it’s because of the good weather and the gate of the temple is wide open. There are even a few tourists in the temple.

The small temple is not big, and all the buildings from the gate are paved with bluestone slabs. The buildings inside are all gray tiles and gray walls, and the layout is simple and elegant.

The pillars of the porch were originally painted red, and there were some colorful paintings on the porch, but it seems that it has been a few years, and the paint and paintings have been mottled, and the original appearance is not obvious.

There is a small flower bed on both sides of the front of the hall, in which there is a laurel tree, and golden osmanthus flowers are blooming. There are not many flowers, but they also have a rich fragrance.

Xia Hansheng walked in, inexplicably feeling that there was such an aura of the past blowing over his face.

This temple has probably been repaired for a long time, right?

However, there are indeed people inside, because the laurel trees are neatly taken care of, and although the temple is a bit old, it looks clean and tidy.

Xia Hansheng went in slowly, and the wheelchair was a little bumpy on the bluestone slab.

Except for two or three strange young men and women who looked like ordinary tourists, there was no one else in sight.

She wanted to find a staff member in the temple or ask a nun or monk, but she looked around but couldn't find it. The temple seemed to be empty.

There seemed to be two or three meditation rooms at the back, which seemed to be occupied by people, but they were locked, and no one answered after calling for a long time.

Xia Han stood up stiffly, and looked into the meditation room through the window. There were neat bedding inside, and there was even a washed gray monk's robe hanging on the window.

It is inhabited.

But no one.

She sighed softly, turned her head, and at that moment, she seemed to see a person wearing a gray monk robe of a similar style walking past the front hall.

Finally someone was there.

Xia Hansheng quickly turned the wheelchair to look over there, but by the time she got to the front hall, the figure had already disappeared.

(End of this chapter)