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After adding some sesame oil, the group walked briskly to the side hall. At this time, the side hall was crowded with people and very lively.

Some people sit upright on cushions with a pious look, while others sit directly on the ground due to the limited number of cushions, their concentration remains undiminished.

I don’t know whether it was because Yuexi had rich experience or she had the ability to predict the future, but in any case, she and Miaoyin each had a futon stuffed in their backpacks.

At first, Xiao Cao'er was quite disapproving of this and even said that it was unnecessary, but Yuexi insisted on taking the futon with her.

Now it seems that Yuexi's insistence was undoubtedly a wise move. If there were no two cushions, sitting directly on the cold ground in such cold weather would definitely not be pleasant.

As the monks began to chant, the clear and pleasant sound of wooden fish also sounded. The chanting and the sound of wooden fish intertwined and merged with each other, like a melodious and beautiful piece of music, slowly flowing into the hearts of everyone present.

The originally restless mood gradually calmed down at this moment, as if experiencing a spiritual baptism, making people feel extremely comfortable.

A long and solemn chanting sounded in the air, like an ancient piece of music gradually coming to an end. After the chanting, people had a rare moment of rest. At this time, Old Lady Yang and Li and the others slowly walked out.

Yang Dashan and Ermao stood side by side with Qi Xingyun not far from the side hall. From their focused expressions, it can be seen that they seemed to be patiently waiting for Old Lady Yang and others.

When Ermao saw the figures of Old Lady Yang and her group appear in his sight, he could not wait to go forward. He walked briskly, with an excited smile on his face, and said, "Grandma, Mom, Brother Xingyun said that we will all go to taste the delicious vegetarian meal later, and we can also visit Master Zhishen on the way!"

Hearing the name "Master Zhishen", Old Lady Yang's eyes lit up and she responded, "Master Zhishen? That's great! I remember we only met once last time we came here."

Li: "Just now I heard a lot of people talking about Master Zhishen in the main hall. I heard that he is a famous monk in Huguo Temple. It is not easy to meet him."

Ermao nodded, agreeing with his mother's opinion, and added: "I heard that Master Zhishen is a virtuous monk and it is very difficult to meet him. Let's go, Brother Xingyun is waiting for us up ahead." As he spoke, he pointed his finger to a place not far ahead.

So, under the guidance of Qi Xingyun, everyone walked around the bustling guest house and headed towards the courtyard where Master Zhishen lived in the back.

Soon, a quiet and peaceful courtyard came into view. In the courtyard, a tall and straight bodhi tree was lush and green, like a giant green umbrella spread out between heaven and earth.

Master Zhishen was sitting under the Bodhi tree with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had merged into one with the surrounding natural environment.

Xiao Cao'er looked at Master Zhishen carefully, thinking to herself: A long time has passed since we last saw each other, but now when I see him again, I feel that Master Zhishen's bald head has become even shinier, like a shining pearl.

It was as if an extremely sensitive radar was installed on his body. As soon as everyone stepped into the yard, Master Zhishen, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, which were as deep as a deep pool, as if they had telepathic communication.

Then, he stood up lightly and steadily, and took two steps forward before arriving in front of everyone.

Master Zhishen put his hands together, bowed slightly, and respectfully performed a standard Buddhist salute to everyone, while chanting, "Amitabha."

Seeing this, everyone did not dare to be negligent and followed Master Zhishen's actions, putting their hands together and returning the solemn Buddhist salute to him.

After everyone finished paying respects, Master Zhishen smiled and asked everyone to take their seats. After everyone was seated, Master Zhishen turned his gaze to Old Lady Yang, who was sitting at the first seat, and asked in a gentle voice, "Old Lady, we haven't seen each other for a while! I wonder if you are in good health recently? Is everything okay?"

When Old Lady Yang heard Master Zhishen's concerned greeting, a friendly smile immediately bloomed on her face. She nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern! How are you doing recently?"

Master Zhishen smiled and replied calmly, "Hehe, I am fine, thanks to the Buddha's blessing."

At this time, Old Lady Yang said apologetically, "Ah, we are so sorry to have come here with so many people to disturb the master's meditation today."

Master Zhishen gently waved his hand and consoled her, "You are too kind, old lady. There are many pilgrims coming and going on weekdays, and this temple is not a quiet place. You are all here because you have a connection with Buddhism. I am so happy that I can't wait to disturb you."