FVB - 258

Chapter 258 You belong here, but you don’t belong here

Qing'an Temple is the most famous temple in Yuncheng.

After hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, Qing'an Temple has gradually become a tourist attraction. During every Buddhist event, eminent monks and devotees from all over the world gather here.
　　

Early in the morning, Jiang Jin and the two elders of the Meng family arrived at the gate of the temple.
　　

Even on an extremely ordinary day, the entrance of Qing'an Temple is packed with people, like wind and clouds.
　　

There are two stone lions in front of the temple, and two ancient pine trees are planted on the sides with dense branches and leaves, forming a natural green barrier.
　　

Walking all the way in, among the curls of cigarette smoke, everyone you see has pious faces and solemn eyes.

　　

Jiang Jin also became solemn inexplicably.
　　

After bypassing the prayer pool in the courtyard, walking up the steps, you arrived at the main temple, with futons placed on the ground.
　　

Mr. Meng lit a few sticks of incense and handed them over.
　　

Jiang Jin held three incense sticks in her hand and knelt on the futon like Mrs. Meng. She looked at the compassionate eyes of the huge Buddha statue and slowly closed her eyes.
　

I wish my parents and family in my previous life are safe and well.
　　

Secondly, I wish my parents and family in this life to be healthy and live a long life.
　　

I wish my four children to grow up healthily...

She kowtowed to her head and then stood up.

Mrs. Meng led Jiang Jin to the main temple: "Today there is an enlightened monk giving a lecture. Girl Jin, do you want to come with us to listen to the sutra?"
　　

Jiang Jin quickly shook her head: "I'll wait for you outside."

She is really not interested in listening to the scriptures. The most important thing is that she cannot understand...
　　

Mrs. Meng nodded, and she and Mr. Meng entered the inner hall next door, where many old people were sitting and listening to the master's lecture.
　

Jiang Jin walked down the steps and walked around Qing'an Temple.
　　

This is a standard courtyard-style building, with the Ordination Hall, Guanyin Temple and Dragon King Hall in the front yard. The rows of buildings are magnificent and magnificent. The general framework is inherited from ancient times, and most of the decorations on the wall tiles are modern.
　　

The back courtyard is a quiet and elegant courtyard for visitors to play.
　　

At this time, the master was giving a lecture in the Buddhist hall. There was no one in sight, and it seemed a bit cold and quiet.
　　

Green tiles and red railings, gurgling pond water, chirping insects and chirping birds...
　　

Jiang Jin walked slowly, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of tea on the tip of her nose.

Then, she heard someone speaking.
　　

She followed the sound.
　　

She saw two people sitting in a pavilion in the middle of a bamboo forest.
　　

One was wearing a cassock, with long eyebrows and fluttering eyebrows, quite a bit like a fairy.
　　

The other person was a young man. His face was hidden in the bamboo forest, and she couldn't see it clearly.
　　

Jiang Jin didn't mean to interrupt, so she turned around and left.
　　

"Since the donor is here, why don't you have a cup of tea before leaving?"

The monk in cassock suddenly raised his head, his old and turbid eyes penetrated the bamboo forest and fell on Jiang Jin.
　　

Jiang Jin's whole body seemed to be possessed by some invisible force.
　　

She stepped up and walked slowly towards the pavilion.
　　

The young man sitting opposite the monk slowly turned his head and looked at her.
　　

Those eyes were very dark, darker than the dark night sky. His facial features were cold and gorgeous, and there was a kind of coldness that seemed to come from his bones, making people couldn't help but retreat three feet away.
　　

"Please take a seat."
　　

The man spoke, his voice even colder.
　　

But deep in the cold voice, there seemed to be some inexplicable emotion surging.
　　

He poured a cup of fragrant tea and handed it to Jiang Jin.

　　

Jiang Jin was sitting on the stone bench, and just as she picked up the tea cup, the monk next to her suddenly spoke, and she was so frightened that she almost spilled the tea in her hand.
　　

"This donor has two souls in one body, and her soul and body are divided into two parts. It is really rare..."
　　

The monk twirled his long beard and stared at Jiang Jin with his eyes. The more he looked at her, the more solemn his expression became.
　　

Jiang Jin's whole person seemed to be seen through.
　　

The hairs on her back stood up, and she had the urge to run away.

She lowered her head to drink tea and said with a dry smile: "Master, I can't understand a word of your words. Can you speak more plainly?"
　　

The master looked far away: "Donor, can you let me diagnose your pulse?"
　　

Jiang Jin pursed her lips.
　　

This master could see that she was not the owner of this body. Would there be a way to send her back to her original world?
　　

She had lived in the world of this novel for more than two months, and it was time to go back.
　　

Or maybe, this is a dream.
　

All the joy and happiness, all the pain and sadness in the dream will disappear when you wake up from the dream.
　　

She slowly stretched out her hand.
　　

The master caught her pulse, his brows gradually tightened, and his face was full of disbelief...

Jiang Jin's heartbeat was a little fast.
　　

She said nervously: "How is it? Master, did you see something?"
　　

"The human heart is innately unconventional, and after death, the heaven will serve the heaven." The master touched his beard and sighed, "This donor, just let everything happen."
　

Jiang Jin couldn't understand it at all.
　　

She held the tea cup tightly and continued to ask: "Master, do you have a solution?"

The master shook his head: "You belong here, but you don't belong here. It's hard to go against God's will, but it doesn't mean you go against God's will..."
　　

"Master Pu Jing, it's time for the Dongpo pork in the kitchen to be cooked."
　　

A cold voice suddenly sounded.
　　

Only then did Jiang Jin notice that the young man was still there.
　

This man had a powerful aura, but he could also conceal his aura. Just now, she didn't even notice that there was a third person beside her.
　　

Master Pu Jing stood up suddenly: "If you didn't tell me earlier, my Dongpo meat would be burnt!"
　　

After saying that, he rushed towards the kitchen like a gust of wind.
　　

In this look, there is no trace of what an eminent monk should look like...
　　

"Master Pujing always loves to joke, and many pilgrims have been teased by him." The young man poured himself another cup of tea, "A monk eats Dongpo meat every day, how credible can you say his words are?"

Jiang Jin struggled to speak: "You mean, the master just said nonsense?"
　　

The young man raised his eyes and looked at her: "I counted, you should be the tenth pilgrim he has teased today."

Jiang Jin was caught off guard and fell into his deep eyes.
　　

What kind of eyes are these...
　　

It was obviously pitch black and without any color, but it seemed to have exhausted all kinds of emotions...

As thick as ink, as deep as an ancient well, as passionate as moonlight...

She sat on the stone bench in a daze.
　　

The man in front of her suddenly approached her.
　　

There is a faint scent of sandalwood on his body...
　

Jiang Jin instinctively retreated.
　

The man suddenly raised his hand.
　

She doesn’t know what gesture he made.
　　
Jiang Jin's whole figure seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and she couldn't move.
　　
"Be good, close your eyes."
　　
The man's cold voice was full of tenderness.
　
Jiang Jin wanted to resist, but she couldn't resist at all. She just closed her eyes obediently.
　
A sudden fear enveloped her...
　　
She thought this man would do something outrageous...
　　
However, he just brushed her hair gently, and a sigh filled with countless emotions sounded in her ears...
　　
A faint sigh.
　　
Mixed emotions.
　　
Jiang Jin's heart suddenly stopped.
　　
"What are you doing?!"
　　
A familiar voice suddenly sounded.
　　
It broke through the confinement of a certain power in the bamboo forest.

Jiang Jin suddenly opened her eyes.

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