I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

Even on rainy days, the project did not stop.

Seeing this, Gu Jiu couldn't help but admire the power and wisdom of mankind.

Such a huge project has been completed to this scale in just five years. It feels like as long as there are enough ants, they can really move mountains.

Such a scene easily reminded Gu Jiu of the Yinshan Tunnel, which was also a seemingly impossible task, but was completed.

It turned out to be the work of the same person.

But if the Yinshan Tunnel still has strategic significance in connecting the north and the south, then what is the purpose of building such a Guanyin statue outside the Galan City?

Gu Jiu was puzzled and did not delve into it.

After walking through the mud, the two men and the donkey soon arrived in front of the temple.

The ancient temple looked somewhat gloomy in the rain, and the occasional lightning illuminated the courtyard walls with mottled colors.

The Galan Temple is indeed very old, and time has passed, but the temple still exists, proving how profound the heritage of this ancient temple is.

Gu Jiu looked at the temple in the rain and said to Su Ying, "Aunt, you and Xiao Hui wait here for me. I'm going to do something."

Su Ying nodded.

Gu Jiu put the paper umbrella on Xiao Hui's head and then walked towards the temple on foot.

Su Ying has sword talismans protecting her, one of which is connected to his sea of ​​consciousness. He can sense it quickly, so he is naturally not worried about anything happening.

This time when she went out with Gu Jiu, Su Ying realized that even though she was the best among her peers, she was still suspected of being a burden.

What Gu Jiu wanted to do was too difficult for her, and her realm was simply a burden, which made her want to become stronger.

Gu Jiu walked on the inky stone steps, like a fish swimming upstream in the rain.

The stone staircase leading to the Galan Temple is very long and is shining from the rain, even reflecting Gu Jiu as he climbs up the steps.

On both sides of the stone steps are some miscellaneous trees and many old tree roots, which looks a bit desolate.

This is not a sign of the temple's revival, because if the temple was prosperous, it would not be left so neglected.

Then Gu Jiu quickly discovered the "person".

No, it should be said that it is a dead monk.

The bodies of these monks were sitting cross-legged among the old tree roots. When illuminated by the lightning, they looked a little creepy.

If they had not indeed lost all signs of life and their skin had turned ashen, Gu Jiu would have thought that they were still alive and practicing.

There were so many monks who passed away among the old tree roots that Gu Jiu felt that it was more like a tomb than a temple.

Thousands of stone steps soon reached the end. The gate of Galan City was ajar, with no plaque. Only the three words "Galan Temple" were vaguely engraved on the stone on the right side of the gate.

The stone is not big and there are weeds growing underneath.

It’s hard to imagine that this is the facade of the world’s number one temple.

Gu Jiu walked forward and knocked on the mountain gate.

The mountain gate was ajar and no one answered. Gu Jiuwei raised his eyebrows and pushed open the temple door, startling a bird on a tree next to the temple gate.

Unable to resist, Gu Jiu recalled a line of poetry: "Birds roost in the trees beside the pond, monks push the door open under the moon."

Did the poet back then also experience the same scene?

Behind the mountain gate was a large square, and Gu Jiu stood there without moving for a while.

It was not because the scene in this temple was so shocking, but because here he could clearly see the head of the Guanyin statue.

I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but the head of the towering Guanyin statue has become much clearer here, and even gives people a feeling of looking at the temple.

Of course, Gu Jiu felt that it was also watching him.

Chapter 37: Fang Yuan

When Gu Jiu first saw the Guanyin statue, he felt it was very far away, with only an outline. But when he stood in the temple, he felt that the Guanyin statue was not far away from him.

It feels like the Guanyin statue is a part of the Galan Temple, but also seems out of place.

Yes, out of place.

It feels like a piece of oil painting suddenly appears in the ink painting, which is a bit weird.

Gu Jiu paused briefly and continued walking inside.

It was afternoon, not yet dusk, and due to the continuous rain, the surroundings were very dark.

Maybe it was because of the rain, there was not even a single monk in such a big temple.

Gu Jiu was thick-skinned and didn't care that he was an uninvited guest. He started strolling around the temple.

After passing this very simple square, there is a Tallinn behind it.

The pagoda forest and ancient pines are accompanied by a sense of Zen.

At this time, the sudden rain had just stopped. Gu Jiu couldn't help but take off his hat and let out a long breath.

Gu Jiu is sure that if he still has a mobile phone, the number of steps he has taken in his circle of friends today will definitely be the runner-up.

And the champion is naturally Su Ying.

Gu Jiu hadn't walked such a long distance for a long time. If it hadn't been raining and it was difficult to lie down on Xiao Hui's place, he probably could have still lay down.

There is a pleasant fragrance of grass and trees in the tower forest.

It was not until now that Gu Jiu felt that this was a quiet place of Buddhism.

After all, the corpse of the monk before still had a somewhat creepy atmosphere.

But no matter where he was, Gu Jiu still disliked the statue of Guanyin.

Because no matter where you go, it seems as if it is watching you.

After walking about two hundred steps, the sound of chanting came from afar.

The sound of chanting was a bit heavy, coming from the moist air, it seemed solemn and dignified. Unconsciously, Gu Jiu's heart calmed down.

If he had any emotions about the Guanyin statue before, those emotions had been thrown out of his mind at this moment.

Behind the tower is an ancient hall, and the sound of chanting came from the hall.

Listening to the deep chanting sounds, Gu Jiu felt a little relieved, because this was his first time entering a real temple.

Women have been dominant in this world for thousands of years, and nunneries have sprung up everywhere, while temples belonging to monks have been declining until they are almost extinct.

Gu Jiu hadn't seen a bald monk for a long time, so when he first saw the bald heads in the temple that looked like light bulbs, he felt very relieved.

It is difficult to describe this feeling. If I have to describe it, Gu Jiu even wants to use the phrase "meeting an old friend in a foreign land."

In his previous life, the temples in Gu Jiu's mind usually looked like this, with bald monks and ancient Zen temples, but he never encountered one in this world.

Besides nuns, nuns, nuns, there is Guanyin, Guanyin, Guanyin.

Now I have finally found the temple of my dreams, and the feeling is naturally like "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

There were three monks chanting scriptures. They had their backs to Gu Jiu and in front of them was a rather tall statue of Buddha.

Seeing this statue of Tathagata Buddha, Gu Jiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and felt that it was quite pleasing to the eye.

Hey, it’s so hard for me, Old Sun, to find you!

This statue of Tathagata Buddha has the charm of a real Buddha, with kind eyes and a solemn expression, which makes people feel comfortable just by looking at it.

Although it is not as vivid and lifelike as the real Buddha's incarnation, it is at least normal.

You have to know that it was abnormal for Gu Jiu to meet two true Buddha clones. One of them had a red face and showed a hideous and weird smile, while the other had a bitter look on his face and looked very painful.

Not long after, the chanting stopped, and the two young monks on both sides went down, leaving only the older monk in the middle sitting there.

The other party did not turn around, and Gu Jiu was not in a hurry. He just stood under the eaves with a calm expression.

After half a cup of tea, the monk who had closed his eyes finally opened them, turned around, bowed to Gu Jiu, and said, "Amitabha, I never thought there would be pilgrims visiting on a rainy day. Thank you, thank you."

Gu Jiu returned the greeting and said, "Master, why do I feel like the incense in this Jialan Temple isn't very popular?"

If the first thing you said when meeting someone was that they were not doing well, most people would think you were trying to ruin things, but Gu Jiu's tone was sincere, so there was no hostility revealed.

The monk wasn't angry either. He smiled slightly and said, "You have come from afar, so naturally you don't know the current situation of our temple. A building is about to collapse, and a single pillar cannot support it. The Galan Temple is fortunate to be able to remain unscathed for now."

Gu Jiu couldn't help but point in the direction of the Guanyin statue and said, "Is it because of that thing?"

Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but say, "I never thought that you, a mere man, could be so courageous and insightful."

In this huge Galan City, there are not many people who dare to point at the Guanyin statue and say that thing, let alone a man who is already weak.

The monk bowed to Gu Jiu again and said, "Although I am in the temple, I am still in the mortal world. It has been a long time since I have seen a man like you."

Men like Gu Jiu naturally refer to the masculinity on Earth and the femininity in this world.

Gu Jiu is an outlier in this world, an outlier from head to toe. Whether in terms of thoughts or strength, he is beyond the imagination of ordinary men.

Facing the other party's praise, Gu Jiu said: "I think the master is also like this, much more pleasing to the eye than those soft men."

The monk bowed his head and said, "I am far from being your father's father. Please forgive me for being so presumptuous. I would like to ask your name."

Gu Jiu did not shy away from the question and said, "Excuse me, my surname is Gu and my name is Jiu."

After hearing Gu Jiu introduce himself, the monk's expression changed slightly and he said, "So it's you, the donor."

Gu Jiu smiled slightly and said, "Why, am I very famous in this area?"

The monk nodded and said, "I haven't left the mountain for a year. My disciples went out to buy things and told me some interesting stories. The donor was naturally the most interesting one."

The monk couldn't help but narrow his eyes and said, "Your visit on a rainy day must not be just to burn incense."

Gu Jiu said: "Burn incense, why not burn incense?"

So Gu Jiu respectfully paid the incense money and lit three incense sticks for the Buddha statue.

After burning incense, Gu Jiu said to the monk, "Master, may I ask where Fang Yuan is?"

Hearing the words "Fang Yuan", the monk's expression suddenly became strange, and he asked, "Fang Yuan?"

Seeing this, Gu Jiu said, "I heard that there is a monk named 'Fang Yuan' in the Jialan Temple. I have received guidance from the Buddha and have come to pay my respects to him."

Seeing that Gu Jiu didn't seem to be lying, the monk couldn't help but sigh and said, "Donor, you are half a year late. Brother Fang Yuan is gone."

"Ah?" Gu Jiu said in surprise.

So the monk that the True Buddha's clone pointed to died? Is that really unreliable?

The monk nodded and said, "Donor, you may not know that there have been twenty-two fellow disciples named Fang Yuan in this temple. After each of them passed away, there was always another Fang Yuan who came to take his place. However, it has been a year since this brother Fang Yuan passed away, and no monk calling himself Fang Yuan has come to visit us since then."

Hearing this, Gu Jiu felt very disappointed.

MMP, how do I do this?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the corpse in front of the temple and hurriedly asked, "Then what about the last Senior Brother Fang Yuan? Did he leave any relics behind?"

Chapter 38: Fire to the Sky

The monk looked at Gu Jiu for a while, then shook his head and said, "A monk doesn't have any material possessions."

Hearing this, Gu Jiu couldn't help but feel a headache.

However, the monk's next words gave him a chance to change his mind - "If you really want to see Brother Fang Yuan, his body is still there."

Gu Jiu immediately held the monk's hand. Because he was a little excited, the monk's face was distorted with pain.

After seeing the other person's constipated expression, Gu Jiu reacted and quickly let go.

"Would you like to have some vegetarian food before leaving?" the monk asked as he rubbed his still aching hand.

Gu Jiu said hurriedly: "No, no, I like to eat meat."

The rain stopped at this time. Although the sky was still dark, a bright crack appeared in the dark clouds.

Gu Jiu followed the monk into the Galan Temple and felt that the scenery around him became much brighter.

The water color on the leaves reflects light vividly.

This temple was not as big as Gu Jiu had imagined, and it didn't take the two of them long to get out of the temple wall.

Outside the temple wall is a desolate slope. Just like the scene Gu Jiu saw before entering the temple, there are no ancient trees here, but there are old tree roots lingering around.

Among these lingering tree roots, there are naturally monks’ bodies.