This answer caught Jiang Wen off guard, and he felt that these words were quite mysterious, so he replied loudly: "So that's it, Abbot Hongbian, and my brother and sister came to Jizu Mountain from Chong'an County, Fujian to worship Buddha. On the way, they were separated from bandits and servants, so they came to stay for a few days..."

After pondering in the Zen room for a while, there was no sound. Jiang Wen realized that the other party seemed to have no other problem, but when he came here, he could not turn around and leave. So he planned to go in and say someone in person, and then hurry back and study what was going on.

Jiang Wen stepped into the simple-decorated Zen room, and indeed saw an old monk with an ancient appearance sitting. He was already gray-haired, but his eyes were extremely clear, as if a mountain spring was filled with mist, full of wisdom and enlightenment.

From this perspective, Abbot Hongbian's appearance was indeed different from what he thought in his mind. Even if he didn't stand up and greet him, it would not make people feel rude. He was indeed a monk who practiced the Tao.

But this complexion is quite different from what Jiang Wen imagined... Why does the old monk look bad?

"Two donors, I am still practicing fasting. I can't welcome you today. I will definitely invite you to Zhou Xu next day."

Abbot Hongbian seemed to be very proud of his words. After he said this, Jiang Wen felt relieved again. He was indeed a little reluctant to practice fasting. Asceticism caused his face to be so bad, it seemed that he could understand it.

"Then we will not disturb the abbot's practice and say goodbye."

Jiang Wen felt that he had finished calling, so he withdrew from Master Hongbian's Zen room with confusion.

The two ended their meeting with a slight slash and returned to the guest house beside the bamboo forest. Everything in the temple seemed to slow down calmly until Kelu came to Shenshi unknowingly, and the house monk in Xitan Temple knocked on the door and wanted to deliver their food to the house.

With expectations for the food in Mingsha, Jiang Wen welcomed him politely and watched the house monk take out the food from the food box.

At this time, the dinner belonging to him was placed on the wooden tray. Jiang Wen looked at the two pitiful wild vegetables on it, a bowl of rice soup that was so thin that it could be looked in the mirror, and then looked at the hungry kitchen monk who came to deliver the meal. The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After the kitchen monk left for a long time, Jiang Wen recovered from his shock and suddenly guessed that the old monk of the abbot. Could it be that he was so hungry that he couldn't speak and couldn't stand up?

When Jiang Wen stood up and faced the empty guesthouse with bamboo leaves flying, he had only one thought left in his mind—
Chapter completed!