Huang'an Temple surrounded by the light of the city is incompatible.

After getting off the car, Zhong Yue could see the ancient temple surrounded by the city. The mountain gate, bell tower, and pagoda were all glass and gold tiles, and were repaired very magnificently. In this way, it would not be too cold to be in the temple of an international metropolis.

Seeing Zhong Yue looking a little surprised, Director Yang said: "Huang'an Temple has been overhauled. Now the drum tower is empty. The entrance and exit of the subway is here, and the transportation is very convenient. These glass roofs are made of excellent materials and lights are also connected. At night, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, which is a scenic spot in Shanghai's Shanghai."

Ouyang Ming said: "The Tathagata in this temple was said to have infused fifteen tons of silver last year."

"Not only the Dharma body of Tathagata, but also added more than ten three-ton Dharma body statues such as Guanyin." Director Yang said with some pride.

After Zhong Yue calculated this, the cost of nearly fifty tons of silver alone would reach more than one million! This Buddha is really valuable.

Several people bought tickets from one side of the Dharma door. Director Yang originally said he didn't have to buy them, but Zhong Yue still bought them, which was not short of the money.

Huang'an Temple has a strong commercial atmosphere, and tickets alone cost 50 per person, which is understandable. In such an international metropolis, if the temple does not have tickets, the entire Buddhist temple will probably be crowded. But even if the tickets are needed, there will be a lot of tourists. Director Yang called and said, "Let's go to the back. Master Huikong is waiting for us in the hosting courtyard behind."

"Has this Master Huikong always been a monk at Huang'an Temple?"

Director Yang shook his head and said, "Master Huikong was transferred from Putuo Mountain. Now the masters in Huang'an Temple are not the original people, so I said there may be little hope."

"Isn't there no master who was originally in this temple?"

Director Yang shook his head and said, "Things that happened sixty or seventy years ago were already eighty years old, and things were impermanent, so it was no longer possible for him to exist."

Ouyang Ming patted Zhong Yue on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yue, there will always be clues."

The three of them walked around the Main Hall and saw a monk coming out of the hall.

Several people leaned against the side and bowed to the monks in Huang'an Temple with their hands clasped and bowed. These monks also returned the ceremony politely.

"Director Yang, Master is already waiting in the hall."

"Okay, thank you little master."

"You're welcome."

The novice monk walked towards the hall, and Zhong Yue followed Director Yang into the monks' courtyard on the side of the Guanyin Hall.

The building is several floors tall and there are monks leading the way. Zhong Yue looked up at the Huang'an Pagoda on one side and felt a little dumb. This temple looks cramped in the city and is not large in size, but it gives people a feeling of mountains and hills. Walking on the wooden ladder, you can almost touch the Huang'an Pagoda rising from the ground. Looking out, it is the commercial street.

This level and contrast gathers visual sense.

The little shaman thought Zhong Yue was really worried that someone would climb from the wooden ladder to the Huang'an pagoda, so he explained: "The pilgrims cannot come up here, so they will not cause damage to the pagoda."

Zhong Yue came to his senses and smiled.

The fourth floor below is connected by corridors, and monks can walk back and forth, and there is only a separate building left on the fifth and sixth floors. Zhong Yue followed him into the Zen temple, which is quiet in the midst of chaos, is also magnificently decorated. Most Zen gates are far away from the world and are located in the mountains. From the exterior decoration to the inner courtyard, this Huang'an Temple has a word - rich!

"Amitabha."

"Master Huikong."

"Director Yang, don't be fine."

Director Yang smiled and said, "Master Huikong is the president of the Shanghai Buddhist Association and a director of the Religious Association. If Mr. Zhong has any questions, please ask the master."

Zhong Yue clasped his hands together, performed a Buddhist ceremony, and said, "Master Huikong, do you know a monk who was proficient in medical skills in Huang'an Temple during the Republic of China?"

"Proficient in medical skills?" Master Huikong shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

Zhong Yue frowned and said, "I wonder if I can recommend a second or two in the temple?"

Master Huikong is also nearly sixty years old and nodded, "Yuanhai, go and ask for a break, and the two uncles of Lekong come here."

"yes."

Master Huikong stretched out his hand to the side, "Some of you have a short rest. I wonder if this kind of donor can tell me the whole story of the matter in detail? I can understand it too."

Zhong Yue told Monk Huikong about Liu Hehua's affairs and Huang Youwei's illness, and Director Yang, who was standing by, also took notes. After all, the number of donations to the association every year by Ouyang International is a bit amazing. If you don't look at the monks and Buddha's faces, you have to help.

Master Huikong held the Zen bead in his hand. After hearing this, he murmured: "There is no level in Buddhism, and all monks can wear cassocks. However, in normal times, I don't wear cassocks, and you see, I don't wear them either. So the person Shi mainly looks for may not be a monk."

Zhong Yue frowned. He thought that only the host in the Buddhist temple could wear a cassock. However, after hearing what Monk Huikong said, wouldn’t the scope of searching be wider? This is very troublesome.

Master Huikong said: "But Mr. Zhong mentioned the two points of fulfilling his vows and wearing a cassock. I think it may be the two days of the Buddha Bath Festival and the Ullambana Festival. Generally, there will be major Dharma Assembly on these two major Buddhist festivals, and it is also auspicious days for fulfilling his vows."

"Is there any other possibility?" In just two days, Zhong Yue did not dare to bet like this. What if Ms. Liu Hehua did not attend the Dharma Assembly and came to fulfill her wish alone? Isn't this a wrong message?

Master Huikong shook his head and said, "If it is a good man and a woman, and according to the oral statement of Mr. Zhong, this Ms. Liu must be very Buddhist. If she is combined with the robes, it should be true in these two days."

"Is it possible that it was a temple fair during the Chinese New Year?"

"this……"

Director Yang stopped writing, "Mr. Zhong, you're just quarreling now."

"If the information is wrong, life is at stake!" Zhong Yue roared.

Seeing Zhong Yue roaring, Abbot Huikong and Director Yang were both surprised.

Ouyang Ming said: "Don't mean it, this friend is too important to us."

Zhong Yue realized that he had lost his composure and stood up and said, "Sorry, I'll go out and calm down."

Zhong Yue walked outside and leaned on the fence. He had never been as anxious as he is today. The obstacles in the calligraphy can be overcome by his own perseverance, but now the life in his hand is Huang Youwei, which made Zhong Yue bear the burden in his heart. He sighed and calmed down himself when he lowered his head.

At this time, he should be calmer than anyone else, because searching for information is only one aspect. He should filter out nodes in limited information. Once he is guided wrongly, it will be a matter of regret for life!
Chapter completed!