Chapter 2628

Xi nodded calmly, "I don't know!"Sheng Yang couldn't help laughing. "this is interesting. What do you think his face would be if he knew"Su Xi remembered what he said that night at Tianyue House and s...Chapter 2628

the temple is small, it doesn't even have a name, and it looks like it's some years old, even the moss on the bluestone under the corner has a sense of vicissitudes.

when they entered the temple, they also saw twos and threes of people coming up to worship Buddha and pray for God, looking like villagers at the foot of the mountain.

the villagers were not surprised to see their arrival, but said warmly, "tourists here"

Jane knew everyone well and talked with them excitedly.

the temple is very small, with green pines and cypresses and shady green willows. Ethereal Buddhist sounds come from somewhere. Hovering over the mountain temple, standing in the middle of the mountain temple, birds sing cicadas outside, showing more and more quiet and ethereal spirit in the temple.

walking forward is the main hall of the temple. Although there is no magnificent Sanskrit Chong Hong in the temple, the gate of the temple is majestic and the statue of the Buddha is tall, which makes people feel in awe.

the temple is built deep in the mountains and hidden in the lush forest. Here must be low-key monks.

Jiangtu Nan only worshipped the Buddha and did not believe in it, so he did not go in and kneel with Zhou Han, but walked back along the path.

under the corner of the wall is bamboo. As soon as the wind passes, it rustles like a Sanskrit sound.

passed through a moon gate, and behind it was a small courtyard. Jiangtunan was about to walk inside when suddenly there was a faint voice behind him, "Don't walk around."

Jiangtu Nan turned around and it was Si Heng who followed her.

"there is no door here, so you should be able to enter!" Jiangtu South Road.

when her voice fell, she heard an old and kind voice, "you can come in, come in!"

Jiangtu Nan turned his head and saw a monk in gray robes sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom in his hand. He was an old monk with a gray beard.

she folded her hands and said, "Hello, excuse me!"

the old monk smiled kindly. "those who can come here are all predestined people."

Jiang Tunan raised his eyebrow at Si Heng Wei and walked towards it.

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Si Heng has no choice but to follow.

the old monk put down his broom and sat down on the futon. With extraordinary temperament, he poured two cups of tea and put them on the humble wooden table. "where are you two from" What do you want "

Jiangtu Nan said with a smile, "asking for nothing, passing by occasionally, come in and have a look."

the old monk smiled, looked at the two men, and said meaningfully, "Don't you look at marriage"

Jiang Tunan's expression stagnated slightly.

"now that you're here, let's draw lots." The old monk put the signature tube in front of Jiangtu Nan.

Jiangtu Nan walked over, sat down in front of the old monk, reached for the stick tube, and drew back the moment his hand touched the bamboo tube.

"Don't be afraid. Young people should be brave in their pursuit of love and career." The old monk encouraged her.

it was only then that Jiang Tunan took the container over and shook it in his hands, and soon a bamboo stick fell out of the tube.

Jiangtunan picked it up and handed it to the old monk.

the old monk looked at it, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "sign it."

"what does it say" Jiangtu Nan asked.

the old monk's old voice read slowly, "the moon in the mirror is empty, a floating life is like a dream, a dream is not a dream."

Jiangtu Nan frowned, "what do you mean by signing on top"

the old monk pointed to an ancient well in the courtyard and said slowly, "the moon in the well is the sky last month, and the person in front of me is the one in my heart. A dream is not a dream. If you wake up in time, you won't just become a spectator of life."

Jiangtu Nan looked back at Si Heng and felt that he was so familiar with this remark, as if he had heard and seen it somewhere.

Si Heng leaned against a tall banyan tree, his eyes were sharp and his lips were thin and silent.

"Girls don't understand It doesn't matter. Just a moment! " The old monk said, got up and hobbled to the house behind him.ang under him and screamed, "get down!"with a loud bang, the music box exploded when it hit the glass, the whole building shook, the glass burst like fireworks, the room was filled with smoke and sand...