"What a cold look." Qin Si also sighed.
Moreover, they did not smell the special smell of incense in the temple.
Is there no pilgrim coming here, even a little incense is saved here?
"But it's really delicious, isn't it?" Sun Yi and her two girls like this kind of quiet scene with Zen flavor.
It has faded color, with the wind and moon mottled traces of vermilion walls, green tiles, and long grass brick cracks. There is no incense burner of ancient copper, inside the shadow of the hall, it seems that is not the same feeling.
In the bustling city, where can you find such a scenery.
The wuliai temple is on the mountain, and its back is also close to the mountain. However, the mountain is not high, which is higher than the eaves top. It is not far from the view. It seems that the scenery behind the temple should be good.
Jiang Xiao thinks about the second clue, and thinks it is likely that he has to go back to the mountains.
"Let's go first and find some masters. We have to ask their permission to stay overnight." Said chin, leading in.
As soon as I went in, I saw that under a big tree not far ahead, there was an old monk with a bent back holding a big broom made of bamboo branches, and slowly swept the leaves all over the ground.
"It looks like a sweeper." Ah Gu said, comparing a viewfinder with his hand, "Yi Yi, I feel you can borrow a broom from him to sweep the fallen leaves. It's also a good photo."
Because of the yellow leaves all over the ground, the faded red walls on the background, and the dead branches without leaves, they are quite delicious.
"Go with you." Sun Yi gave him a bad kick.
"Oh, little tigress."
"Who do you call a tigress?"
Jiang Xiao and Zheng Siyuan find a problem. They are so noisy and come in again. They are so quiet here. Their movements are loud enough. However, the old monk who sweeps the floor is still continuing his action. He doesn't even look up at them.
"The teacher's father is afraid that his ears are not very good." Zheng Siyuan said to Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao nodded and walked with him.
It was not until they all came to the old monk, and the shadow of several people blocked his light. He looked up and saw that there were so many people standing in front of him, and he was shocked.
"Who are you?"
As soon as the old monk opened his mouth, his voice was very loud, but he was not as loud as he had always been. He seemed to shout out loud in his voice for fear that they would not hear him.
"Master, we are here to play and take photos. Can we stay here tonight?"
Occasionally people come, but all of a sudden so many people are rare.
The old monk's hearing was really bad. Finally, several people agreed to make an agreement and then started to shout together, so that he could hear their words.
Then he led another old monk out.
"Come and tell me. He's deaf. He can't hear."
As a result, when they went to see it, the old monk's eyes were gray and his hair was dim, facing them, but he didn't focus much. His eyesight was poor.
It seems that they are 60 or 70 years old, and they have been guarding the temple for most of their lives. When I am old, I have no place to go down the mountain, and I can't go down the mountain. If I have any pain, I have to pick some herbs to deal with it.
Their robes were also patched.
Jiang Xiao suddenly looked a little sad.
She went up and said, "master, I know some medical skills. This time, I'll give you a physical examination."
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