"What a cold and silent look." Qin Si also sighed.

Moreover, they did not smell the unique smell of incense in the temple.

Is there no pilgrims coming here, and even light incense is saved?

"But it feels really delicious, right?" Sun Yi and the two girls liked this quiet scene very much, with a Zen flavor.

The vermilion walls, green tiles, and bricks with grass that have faded away and have traces of mottled wind and moon. Without incense, the bronze incense burner hidden inside look different.

In the bustling city, where can you find such a scenery?

Wulai Temple is on the mountain, and it is also against the mountain, but the mountain is not high, even higher than the eaves, and it looks neither near nor far away. It seems that the scenery behind the temple should be good.

Jiang Xiao thought about the second clue and felt that it was very likely that she was looking for it in the mountains behind.

"Go in first, find a few masters. We have to ask their consent first and stay there." Qin Si said, leading in.

As soon as I entered, I saw an old monk with a slightly hunched back under a big tree not far ahead, holding a big broom made of bamboo branches, and slowly sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground.

"It looks like a sweeping monk." Agu said, and used his hand to compare a view frame. "Yiyi, I feel that you went over to borrow a broom from him and sweep the fallen leaves, which is also a good photo."

Because of the yellow leaves all over the ground, the faded vermilion walls on the background, and the dead branches without leaves, they are already quite delicious.

"But go to yours." Sun Yi kicked him angrily.

"Ouch, little tigress."

"Who are you talking about?"

Jiang Xiao and Zheng Siyuan discovered a problem. They were so noisy and came in again. The place was so quiet. Logically, their movements were already loud enough, but the old monk who was sweeping the floor continued his movements, not even looking up at them.

"I'm afraid this teacher has bad ears." Zheng Siyuan said to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao nodded and walked over with him.

It was not until they all walked to the old monk that the figures of several people blocked his light that he noticed. He raised his head and was shocked to see so many people standing in front of him.

"Who are you?"

The old monk opened his voice and his voice was very loud, but he didn't seem to have been as loud as he always had. He seemed to be shouting loudly at the top of his voice, for fear that they would not hear it.

"Master, we are here to play and take photos. Can we stay here tonight?"

Occasionally, there are people coming, but it is rare for so many people to come at once.

The old monk had a very bad hearing. The few people finally made an appointment and then spoke and shouted together, so that he could hear their words.

Then he led another old monk out.

"Come here and tell me, he is deaf and can't hear it."

As a result, when they went over, they saw that the old monk had gray eyes and was facing them but didn't focus much, and he had poor eyesight.

It seems that they are all in their sixties and seventies, and probably have been in this temple for most of their lives. They are old and have nowhere to go down the mountain, and it is difficult to go down the mountain. If you have any illnesses, you can only rely on picking some herbs to deal with them.

The monk robes on them were also patched.

Jiang Xiao suddenly felt a little sad.

She walked up and said, "Master, I know some medical skills. I will come here this time and check your health."
Chapter completed!