This scene shocked Ye Fan's heart.
Compared to a blind person.
A face without eyeballs is really terrifying, especially when the abbot is smiling, which makes the dark eyes even more terrifying, like an endless abyss that wants to swallow everything.
In a daze.
Ye Fan's consciousness was drowsy, and there seemed to be endless scriptures chanting in a low voice in his ears. The strong sleepiness made him want to close his eyes and fall asleep.
"clatter"
"clatter"
"clatter"
The sound of tapping wooden fish sounded out of thin air, dispelling the drowsy sound of scriptures.
Ye Fan suddenly woke up and regained consciousness. As soon as his pupils focused, he saw the abbot's empty eyes again, and there was a faint sound of scriptures in his mind...
Ye Fan, who was still frightened, quickly looked away and no longer looked directly into the abbot's eyes.
"Huh?"
The abbot was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Mark to wake up by his own will.
He handed the wooden fish in his hand to the young monk and apologized: "I'm sorry, my parents dug out my eyes when I was young. I have been eating and chanting Buddha here for decades, so I have developed a pair of 'Buddha eyes'. Anyone who looks at them will sink into the sutras." In the text.”
Sure enough.
Ye Fan shook his head: "Abbott, you're welcome."
The abbot asked: "Does my appearance scare the donor?"
Ye Fan was silent.
The abbot smiled nonchalantly: "Donor, don't worry about it, and don't blame yourself. All appearances are false, just a skin."
The abbot looked at the young monk again: "Dude, do you think I look scary?"
The little monk named Dongxi shook his head: "Abbott, you are a good person, and I am also a good person, why should you be afraid?"
The abbot smiled and said: "Then the donor was standing outside the door just now, why are you afraid? He looks much kinder than me."
The young monk said seriously: "Abbott, you are obsessed with appearance. They are all skinned, so how can we talk about good or evil?"
The abbot laughed: "Hahahahaha, go and show the donor some tea."
"okay."
There is only one main hall in Guanyin Temple, and Ye Fan even saw two straw mats and small quilts in the corner. Obviously, the old and one young monks slept here at night, not to mention the formal tea room.
so.
Ye Fan and the old monk sat on the floor.
Tea is from the wild Camellia sinensis tree.
The water is mountain spring water.
The brewed tea has a unique flavor.
Ye Fan put down his teacup and was about to ask about the whereabouts of Liu Yingying and Ye Zi when he heard the abbot say: "Donor, your wife and daughter are not in danger. You can see them after you leave here."
Ye Fan was very surprised and didn't know how the old monk knew what he wanted to ask.
The abbot pointed to his eyes: "Without these eyes, you can see more scenery."
Ye Fan looked hesitant.
Three big words flashed in my heart: His mind is connected!
The old monk shook his head and said, "It's not that he has a clear mind."
Ye Fan: "..."
Old bald donkey, do you think I will believe it?
The old monk said helplessly: "Donor, is it inappropriate to call him a bald donkey in front of the monk?"
Ye Fan said seriously: "Abbott, I didn't say anything."
The abbot smiled.
Ye Fan also smiled.
Then Ye Fan was forcibly knocked out of the 'main hall' by an invisible force and landed in the courtyard. If Ye Fan hadn't had some realm in him, he would have been thrown off his back.
Ye Fan asked: "Abbott, is this the way your temple treats guests?"
The old abbot said: "How can the donor say this? I am sitting here, not moving."
OK OK.
Is that how you play?
This old bald donkey, who had been pretending to be a world-renowned monk before, now revealed his true colors in less than a cup of tea.
Ye Fan said expressionlessly: "I remember your temple, and I will invite my master to pay a visit someday."
The old monk said nonchalantly: "Whatever."
The young monk asked curiously: "Donor, which Taoist tradition do you come from?"
"Kunlun Mountain, Jade Girl Temple!"
When he heard about Kunlun Mountain, the old monk raised his eyebrows and even snorted contemptuously.
But after hearing the words "Jade Girl Temple", the old monk's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Donor, please stay!"
Ye Fan said nothing and walked out.
The old monk shouted: "Oh, this Buddhist relic was dropped by the donor?"
Ye Fan kept walking, but his speed was a little slower.
The old monk cursed wildly in his heart, but continued to add: "This Thousand-Year Bodhi Seed must have been dropped by the donor!"
Ye Fan turned around and said sincerely: "These are all things I dropped. The abbot is such a good man!"
"..."
The young monk named "Dongxi" could not understand the conversation between the abbot and the donor, but he was greatly shocked and felt as if he was listening to a book from heaven when he recited the scriptures.
Sitting back on the futon.
Ye Fan extended his hand very unceremoniously.
The abbot's face twitched, but he still felt pain and took out an ordinary bodhi seed and an equally ordinary round relic.
Ye Fan looked it up and down and curled his lips and said: "Abbott, you won't lie to me with fake things, right? My master is Su Qinghuan."
The old monk's body trembled obviously, and his eyes subconsciously looked into the distance. That direction... happened to be where the main entrance plaque was.
The old monk said kindly, "The donor is joking. Master Ling and I had a relationship back then. How could I dare to deceive you?"
Only then did Mark accept it.
Although I don’t know what the Bodhi seed and the relic are used for, I can tell from the pain in this old bald donkey’s flesh that he must be the treasure among treasures.
It’s just Su Qinghuan...
Ye Fan really didn't expect that the lazy woman would be "famous" in this hidden temple. Looking at the appearance of the old monk, he actually looked a little scared.
The old monk smiled and said: "Donor, do you want to hear the origin of Guanyin Temple?"
"In no mood."
"..."
The words that reached my mouth were stuck in my throat.
If he hadn't considered that this damn little Taoist priest came from Jade Girl Temple, the old monk would have definitely let him know what "full martial virtue" means.
The old monk said helplessly: "Our temple must suppress this great master of the demon clan."
"oh?"
Ye Fan became interested.
The old monk continued: "It's just that the formation has been in disrepair for a long time, and there is fear of evil spirit leaking out, which is why the donor accidentally entered this place. It's not because of our malicious intentions..."
I see.
Ye Fan understood clearly, played with the Bodhi seeds, and said casually: "Abbott, the tea you have here tastes good."
"I'm going to get some for the donor."
The little monks of the East and West walked away in a hurry.
The corner of the old monk's mouth twitched for a while, and finally he forced a smile and said: "Get more things, and then send the donor away."
"Don't worry, I'll sit down for a while."
Ye Fan's eyes fell on the statue of Guanyin Buddha sitting upside down, and his eyes turned around, which frightened the old monk's face. He was afraid that this disciple of Jade Girl Temple would say arrogant words and be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva.
Good thing.
Ye Fan didn't say anything offensive.
"It's really easy to invite God, but hard to send God away..."
The old monk cursed in his heart, so he had to take out another leaf and hand it to Ye Fan, with Buddhist scriptures engraved on it in golden seals, shining brightly.
"The donor's daughter is destined to be my Buddha, and this leaf... can ward off a disaster."
