Tricky

Contrary to Gu Yun who wanted to turn around and leave when he saw the temple, when he saw the temple unintentionally, he would always feel a sense of intimacy, like a traveler who travels far and sees the warm light at home.

Everyone walked in, and Gu Yun, who was at the end, didn't want to spoil the fun, so he reluctantly went in holding his nose.

The temple is not very big, just a few houses scattered here and there. An ancient tree in the courtyard towers up to the sky. When Wuxin saw the plaque hanging on the main hall, he was stunned. The four big characters written on it were "Wuwei Xiaoyao", which is nothing. Special, but this familiar handwriting is clearly the old monk!

Wu Xin stared blankly at the plaque, suddenly felt a feeling of being close to home, and dared not step into the house for a moment.

Xiao Se looked at Wuxin's dazed look, and asked, "What's so different about this plaque?"

"This is the word of the old monk... Could it be that the old monk has traveled here?" Wuxin murmured.

"This temple has been dilapidated for many years, and there is no one living nearby except Xueluo Mountain Villa. Even if the old monk has been here, it must have been many years ago. I don't know if there are any clues in the house. Let's go in and look for it." Xiao Se said and pulled Wuxin Hands walked into the house.

There was another person's warm touch on Wuxin's hand, and just now he came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the closely intersecting hands of the two, and he looked up at Xiao Se again, and just now he showed a hint of a smile.

There is a Buddha statue in the center of the house, which has been covered with a thick layer of dust, and the incense in the incense burner in front has long been extinguished, leaving only ashes.

There were still scriptures on the cabinets on both sides. I accidentally picked up one and patted the soil on it, and opened it gently. There were also annotations made by the old monk inside.

After flipping through one by one, I even found a secret book of martial arts. I accidentally sorted out the books marked by the old monk, and prepared to take them back and study them carefully.

Unexpectedly, in this dilapidated temple, we could still find old people by chance. Everyone followed Wu Xin to see every room where the old monk might have chanted, meditated, slept, and lived. memory.

Wuxin's mood was obviously not as cheerful as when he came here. Xiao Se was used to seeing Wuxin's mischievousness from time to time, but suddenly seeing him walking forward without saying a word, he suddenly felt a little pity in his heart.

So she stepped forward to stand side by side with him, and told him the interesting things about the time when she bought the Xueluo Villa, trying to divert his attention and make him happy.

And when she took his hand unintentionally, she squeezed his fingers, and then squeezed back tightly.

Gu Yun and Chang Geng watched the whole process from behind, Gu Yun couldn't help but mocked: "Sure enough, this monk doesn't have a good thing, and he pretends to be pitiful, if I have to kick him over."

Chang Geng grasped the point and asked, "If it were you?"

Gu Yun imagined the scene of holding hands with this monk, and couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body, "Pull it down, ancestor, don't bother me."

Lei Wujie walked at the end, seeing Wuxin holding hands with Xiao Se, and Gu Yun chatting and laughing with Chang Geng, he raised his foot and kicked a small stone to walk forward, suddenly he missed his elder brother a little bit.

At this time, the person in front of him Wuxin turned his head and said, "Lei Wujie, are you really a big girl with yellow flowers? Hurry up and keep up!" So Lei Wujie, a little rascal, immediately became happy again. Lonely came and went even faster, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the two people who were tugging in front, "I want to hold hands too!" Lei Wujie said loudly.

Unintentionally: "..."