The next day.
Zhou Zhen and Gu Yuan had been waiting at Wenxin Temple early.
At about half past eight, I saw Ling Hongbo rushing over with the people from the Holy Bishop's Court.
Ling Hongbo looked a little listless because last night, Alexander suddenly asked for coffee.
After all, he was asking for help from others, and Ling Hongbo also wanted to perform well, but he bought one glass after another and never satisfied Alexander.
In the end, he had no choice but to ask Alexander directly what kind of coffee he wanted to drink. Alexander himself couldn't figure it out and kept talking about a bird's nest.
What a bird's nest!
He asked several high-end coffee shops, but he couldn't find this brand of coffee beans!
Ling Hongbo guessed that these were their specialty coffee beans, which were not sold in Daxia.
Anyway, he was able to get some sleep after all the hard work in the latter half of the night. As a result, at seven o'clock, someone knocked on the door and asked him to get up quickly and get ready to go.
When the Holy Bishop's Court mentioned that they were going to Wenxin Temple, they all became very anxious. If Alexander hadn't been able to keep his composure, they would all have wanted to come over and watch the sunrise.
"Gu Yuan, forget about that, are you sure it's okay?" Zhou Zhen asked in a low voice.
"Anyway, Wang Hui said it's okay." Gu Yuan said, "I believe him."
"Ah That's good."
When he spoke, Ling Hongbo had already led someone to the front.
At this moment, Gu Yuan and Zhou Zhen looked at Alexander with a bit of curiosity.
They knew that Alexander took someone to the Red Romantic Cafe yesterday.
I don’t know what the purpose was. Anyway, nothing was done in the end. The two of them drank four cups of Nestlé, which made people a little confused.
Especially Zhou Zhen and Kong Baihe, who tossed and turned in bed last night and thought about it all night, couldn't figure out what their purpose was.
Gu Yuan's thinking is relatively simple.
If you don't understand something, don't think about it.
Why must we fight to the death?
Isn’t this what I am having trouble with myself? Confused!
Looking at Ling Hongbo walking up to him, Zhou Zhen had no expression on his face and did not take the initiative to speak.
Ling Hongbo didn't have a good impression of him either, so he said lukewarmly: "Lead the way."
"Are you blind? Isn't it possible?" Zhou Zhen said angrily.
A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Hongbo's eyes.
He raised his head and stared at Zhou Zhen, who also had a sneer on his face.
But from Ling Hongbo's point of view, this was just a sign of ignorance.
"Zhou Zhen, I won't argue with you about what happened yesterday. I've already given you face." Ling Hongbo said, biting his molar teeth.
Zhou Zhen looked disdainful towards him.
He really didn't care whether Ling Hongbo gave him face or not.
If Ling Hongbo was just dissatisfied with him, Zhou Zhen would have been able to live with it, but Ling Hongbo's attitude towards the exchange group made him unhappy no matter how he looked at it.
However, in front of outsiders, Zhou Zhen decided to put the overall situation first and did not start fighting with Ling Hongbo. He just turned around and walked towards Wenxin Temple.
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Gu Yuan and Kong Baihe looked at each other and followed suit with a smile.
Ling Hongbo snorted coldly and returned to Alexander. The cold smile on his face was replaced by a dog-licking smile like when facing a goddess.
"Father Alexander, please come inside."
Alexander looked at him, smiled and nodded.
When they came to Zazen Mountain and walked into Wenxin Temple, looking at the majestic and magnificent hall in front of them, these people from the Holy Bishop's Court had expressions of surprise on their faces.
The tiles reflecting the brilliant golden light in the sun, the rising smoke, and the sound of bells in the distance are all awe-inspiring.
Even the people from the Holy Bishop's Court looked serious at this moment.
At this time, Forgetting was already walking towards them, with a smile on his face, as if he was bathing in the spring breeze.
"Zhou Tan Yue, Gu Tan Yue, good morning!" Behind Wang Wai were two young monks, one of whom was Qing Yu whom Gu Yuan had met before.
Gu Yuan and Zhou Zhen both clasped their hands in front of Wangwang and lowered their heads, even Ling Hongbo did the same.
Forgetting raised his head and looked at Alexander and others, his eyes full of confidence.
"Are these guests from afar?" Wang said nonsense.
Ling Hongbo walked up to Wangwang and said with a smile: "Little master, could you please show us around."
Forgetting smiled and asked: "Then where do you want to go?"
"This..." Ling Hongbo turned his face and looked at Alexander behind him.
It was Alexander and the others who asked to come to Wenxin Temple, not him.
"Ling, tell them, we don't need people to follow us, we just want to walk around here." Alexander said.
Hearing such words, Ling Hongbo frowned.
"Father Alexander, this...maybe not appropriate?"
"Isn't it possible?" Alexander looked at him with a half-smile, "Ling, are you unwilling? I thought you were the best friend of our Holy Bishop's Court."
Ling Hongbo immediately understood the implications of the other party's words. Only by becoming a "friend" of the Holy Bishop's Court would he have the opportunity to receive the blessings of the Holy Scriptures.
After thinking about it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and look towards Wangwang.
"Little Master, this is Father Alexander from the Holy Bishop's Court. He said that no one needs to follow them. They just want to walk around the Wenxin Temple freely."
Before Forgetting spoke, Zhou Zhen couldn't help it anymore.
"Ling Hongbo, do you know what you are talking about?" Zhou Zhen said coldly, "When you go on this accompanying mission, didn't the capital tell you what you need to do?"
Ling Hongbo's face was so hot that it hurt.
indeed.
When he set out, Guanlongshan gave him numerous instructions. After arriving in Star City, he must keep an eye on every move of these people.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, coughed slightly, and said, "Of course I know, so you can rest assured that I will follow them. Don't you still believe me?"
Zhou Zhen: "..."
He didn't even know what kind of psychology Ling Hongbo had in saying such a thing.
Brother, can you really not tell whether we believe you or not?
"Sorry, Mr. Ling, our mission is also to follow you." Gu Yuan said with a smile, "If you have any objections, you can contact the capital now. If he lets us go, we will never stay."
Ling Hongbo took a deep look at Gu Yuan, his eyes full of disappointment. In fact, he had a good impression of Gu Yuan before. After all, he was the only person who had not taken advantage of him.
???????????????As for Gu Yuan's words...
If he really contacted the capital and expressed his thoughts, he would probably be accused of being brainless.
After some hesitation, he had no choice but to turn to Alexander and said, "Sorry, Father Alexander, they will not agree to such a request."
Alexander was a little unhappy: "Ling, do you not trust us?"
Ling Hongbo was already a little annoyed.
I want to get the holy scriptures of your Holy Bishop's Court, but you can't treat me as an omnipotent god!
Seeing Ling Hongbo's helpless expression, Alexander could only sigh.
"It seems that I overestimated you...Forget it, since you want to follow, then follow."
After saying that, he turned around.
Ling Hongbo stood there, his face a little red. Alexander's words were like a slap on his face.
He could only transfer this anger to Zhou Zhen and others, turned his face and glared at them, cursed "Ignorance", and quickly followed Alexander's footsteps.
Forgetting touched his bald head and looked at Gu Yuan.
"Gu Tanyue, who is this person?"
"Oh... a fake foreign devil, don't pay attention to him." Gu Yuan said with a smile.
Wangwang was convinced: "It looks quite similar..."
Gu Yuan asked again: "By the way, Master Forgetting, how are the preparations for that show going?"
"No problem. When they arrive at the main hall, I will let them convert on the spot!" Wang Wai said with a smile.
