Chapter 260

A gust of wind just blew, and this scene, coupled with her own frightening words just now, she couldn't help shivering.

Her legs seemed to be fixed, and she didn't want to move any further.

Leng Lingtian couldn't laugh or cry when she saw her like this.

"Where did you read the novel? It's all a mess. "

He held her and walked in, but she was still not happy.

"I'd better not go."

"What are you afraid of? Even if there are monsters, I'm not the bottom, right? What's more, if we both hang up, we'll be a ghost couple at the bottom. Isn't that a good idea? "

Mu Anqi stared at him: "who said he was going to marry you?"

Leng Lingtian smiled and announced, "I said it!"

This temple, as Xiaocui said, is indeed of some age. Just now I saw that the gate was deserted and the steps were dilapidated. It was not much better to enter than outside.

There are withered leaves everywhere. On the walls and on the steps, there are mottled green mosses. Even the red painted column looks old because of its age. The red paint has also fallen off a lot. The impressions are very old and unpopular. A little monk is sweeping the floor and he hears someone knocking wooden fish in the lobby.

The little monk saw them and came over.

"Amitabha, do you come here to worship Buddha?"

Mu angqi also looked around because of her wishful thinking just now. She was afraid that a monster would come out from any corner. Leng Lingtian certainly didn't look like her. She saw the little monk smiling and nodding.

"Well, yes."

"Over there is the Buddhist hall, over there used to be the Songzi spring, over there is our kitchen and our usual resting place."

The little monk was kind and patiently introduced them one by one.

At this point, the little monk's expression changed subtly, and he seemed to be afraid of something.

"That's the backyard. I advise you not to go near it. Amitabha

The little monk then glanced at the backyard and left with the broom.

The little monk didn't explain clearly why he couldn't go to the backyard. The more he did, the more he aroused people's curiosity.

People are all like this. If you don't say it's OK, when you say that half of it is left half, it naturally makes people itch. What's more, you want to know what's wrong with the backyard?

Lian Gang is still afraid of Mu angqi, who has a strong interest in the mysterious backyard.

What's in the backyard? A gorgeous girl? Or the amorous female ghost, or the ferocious beast?

She automatically made up many versions in her mind, with round eyes and staring at the closed courtyard door.

Leng Lingtian pulled her: "don't look, it's useless to stare out your eyes."

"Aren't you curious?"

"Not curious."

"I don't believe it. You pretend it on purpose. In fact, you really want to know what the reason is?"

Leng Lingtian directly ignores her, she is not angry, continue to think about it.

"Do you remember the story that sister Cui told me before? Isn't it! Oh, my God

She thought of something terrible. She was shocked. Unfortunately, Leng Lingtian didn't care about her. Instead, she went directly into the Buddhist hall. The old monk who used to knock wooden fish stopped when he saw Leng Lingtian come in and opened his eyes.

"You After seeing Leng Lingtian clearly, the old monk looked incredible. Leng Lingtian was surprised by his expression. What happened to the old monk? He saw him for the first time, but his expression seemed to know him.

The old monk should be very old, with a white beard and a wrinkled face. It's estimated that there should be some in his 70s and 80s.

The old monk stared at Leng Lingtian for a long time with a changeable look. After a while, he finally calmed down and went to Leng Lingtian.

"Amitabha! Hello, benefactor

"Hello, master."

Mu Anqi also came in and just heard Leng Lingtian asking the old monk.

"Master, have you ever seen me?" Because the old monk's expression just now is really strange, but he has not been here.

The master shook his head with a smile: "never."

Maybe he also realized his gaffe just now, but he didn't want to hide anything, and then opened his mouth.

"More than ten years ago, I saw a man who looked very much like you. Just when I opened my eyes, I thought he was coming again. But on second thought, it's been more than ten years. If he came again, he would not be as young as you. So just now, I was shocked that there should be such a similar person in the world. "

Leng Lingtian was shocked by the old monk's words. More than ten years ago, a man who looked like him came here. Could he dare to think that the man was his father?

When he thought that the man might be the father he had been looking for for for years, he was not calm.

"Do you remember more than ten years ago?"

The old monk thought, "I don't remember the day. It was about 16 years ago. If I remember correctly, I can't remember many things clearly when I am old."

Sixteen years ago, the time also coincided. If he guessed correctly, the man was his father.

Leng Lingtian is suddenly very excited, and her expression is so strange that Mu Anqi can't help but wonder.

"What's the matter?"

Leng Lingtian took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excited mood.

"The man the master said is probably my father!"

"What

The master was a little old and his hearing was not very good. He did not hear their conversation clearly, but turned around and worshipped the Bodhisattva.

"Master, do you remember what the man said to you 16 years ago? Or did he tell you where he would go after that? "

The old monk seemed to be in memory. He didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he sighed.

"If you ask me what love is in the world, it's just a promise of life and death."

If it wasn't for the old monk's solemnity and this is the holy place of the Buddhist temple, it's estimated that mu angqi would have burst out laughing.

The old monk then said, "when the man came over, he looked sad and seemed to be trapped by love. He also said that he had seen through the world and wanted to become a monk in my life. I think he had a very good face. He was a man of great wealth. He was not a person that my temple could accommodate. So I advised him not to stop thinking about the world just because of some worldly things, Let's go back. After listening to me, he didn't insist any more. He just sighed, shook his head and looked worried. "

After a pause, the old monk continued: "as for where he went, I don't know. Oh, before he left, he left a big bag of cash with me. He said it was to add some sesame oil money to our small temple. It was also to atone for the mistakes he had done in his life. He didn't even have a bite of fast food, and then he went down the mountain. "