Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle
Chapter 37 Donor
Chapter 37 Donor
Yan Zhen remembered that she had heard about Fahua Temple from two people today, and she made a decision: "I will go to that temple."
When Yan Zhen came out of the house with her bag, Fu Yan had already parked the car at the gate.
This road section is not easy to take a taxi, so Yan Zhen directly opened the car door and got in: "Mr. Fu, please take me to a place where I can take a taxi."
Fu Yan didn't speak, and the car started slowly.
Yan Zhen just felt sleepy and planned to lean on the chair and take a nap.
Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes again, it was already sunset and dusk outside the car window.
She got out of the car in a daze, stood in front of the maroon gate, yawned, rubbed her swollen eyes, and slowly focused her gaze.
The words 'Fahua Temple' came into her eyes.
The sunset glow in the sky is dazzling, and the orange brilliance envelopes the old Fahua Temple.
It was still dark tomorrow, but lights were lit in the temple, and yellow lanterns swayed strangely and rhythmically in the breeze.
Looking at the mottled gate and the peeling paint on the outer wall, Yan Zhen felt a little strange in her heart.
The master in this temple charges a lot, how could he manage the temple into a crumbling dangerous building?
One of them is particularly black, it looks like it has experienced the revenge of the enemy, and it seems to have been burned by fire.
It happened to be such a temple, but it was full of incense.
Yan Zhen looked at the endless stream of pilgrims. She closed her eyes and felt the atmosphere around her. She couldn't help sighing, "It's really a treasured place of geomantic omen, and it's the most suitable place for mind cultivation."
"If you don't go in, it will be dark."
Fu Yan lifted his legs and walked into the temple. The steps under his feet were worn black by countless people. The open maroon gate looked like a wild beast with fangs. It looks like it will be eaten.
When the two walked into the gate, Yan Zhen couldn't help shivering, feeling a cold breath coming towards her, pouring into her body continuously.
Although Fu Yan walked in front, his attention was still on Yan Zhen, and he found that she seemed a little scared, so he took two steps back, stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand: "What are you dawdling for? Forgot what we are here for?"
"It's cold in here."
Yan Zhen did not refuse Fu Yan's kindness, and the two walked to the Daxiong Palace together, and found a young monk to lead the way.
The little monk led them to a separate courtyard, and saw an old monk sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and resting his mind under a bodhi tree from a distance, with a book covering his face.
"Master Chang Xin, two benefactors are looking for you."
Following the announcement from the little monk, the wicker chair stopped shaking, and the book covering his face was finally slowly removed.
The old monk squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Zhen. His angle was backlit.
When he finally saw the face of the person coming, he stood up from the wicker chair immediately in fright, and ran away without saying anything.
Because I ran too fast, I lost a shoe.
Seeing the debt-collecting ghost, the little monk was a little puzzled, she turned around and asked Yan Zhen weakly: "Do you have any enmity between the two benefactors and Master Changxin? Are you here to collect debts?"
"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure!" Yan Zhen's fist beside her was clenched, "We came from a long way, and we are bound to have a fight with that Changxin mage."
Hearing this, the little monk sighed lightly: "The benefactor's surname is Yan?"
(End of this chapter)
Yan Zhen remembered that she had heard about Fahua Temple from two people today, and she made a decision: "I will go to that temple."
When Yan Zhen came out of the house with her bag, Fu Yan had already parked the car at the gate.
This road section is not easy to take a taxi, so Yan Zhen directly opened the car door and got in: "Mr. Fu, please take me to a place where I can take a taxi."
Fu Yan didn't speak, and the car started slowly.
Yan Zhen just felt sleepy and planned to lean on the chair and take a nap.
Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes again, it was already sunset and dusk outside the car window.
She got out of the car in a daze, stood in front of the maroon gate, yawned, rubbed her swollen eyes, and slowly focused her gaze.
The words 'Fahua Temple' came into her eyes.
The sunset glow in the sky is dazzling, and the orange brilliance envelopes the old Fahua Temple.
It was still dark tomorrow, but lights were lit in the temple, and yellow lanterns swayed strangely and rhythmically in the breeze.
Looking at the mottled gate and the peeling paint on the outer wall, Yan Zhen felt a little strange in her heart.
The master in this temple charges a lot, how could he manage the temple into a crumbling dangerous building?
One of them is particularly black, it looks like it has experienced the revenge of the enemy, and it seems to have been burned by fire.
It happened to be such a temple, but it was full of incense.
Yan Zhen looked at the endless stream of pilgrims. She closed her eyes and felt the atmosphere around her. She couldn't help sighing, "It's really a treasured place of geomantic omen, and it's the most suitable place for mind cultivation."
"If you don't go in, it will be dark."
Fu Yan lifted his legs and walked into the temple. The steps under his feet were worn black by countless people. The open maroon gate looked like a wild beast with fangs. It looks like it will be eaten.
When the two walked into the gate, Yan Zhen couldn't help shivering, feeling a cold breath coming towards her, pouring into her body continuously.
Although Fu Yan walked in front, his attention was still on Yan Zhen, and he found that she seemed a little scared, so he took two steps back, stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand: "What are you dawdling for? Forgot what we are here for?"
"It's cold in here."
Yan Zhen did not refuse Fu Yan's kindness, and the two walked to the Daxiong Palace together, and found a young monk to lead the way.
The little monk led them to a separate courtyard, and saw an old monk sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and resting his mind under a bodhi tree from a distance, with a book covering his face.
"Master Chang Xin, two benefactors are looking for you."
Following the announcement from the little monk, the wicker chair stopped shaking, and the book covering his face was finally slowly removed.
The old monk squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Zhen. His angle was backlit.
When he finally saw the face of the person coming, he stood up from the wicker chair immediately in fright, and ran away without saying anything.
Because I ran too fast, I lost a shoe.
Seeing the debt-collecting ghost, the little monk was a little puzzled, she turned around and asked Yan Zhen weakly: "Do you have any enmity between the two benefactors and Master Changxin? Are you here to collect debts?"
"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure!" Yan Zhen's fist beside her was clenched, "We came from a long way, and we are bound to have a fight with that Changxin mage."
Hearing this, the little monk sighed lightly: "The benefactor's surname is Yan?"
(End of this chapter)
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