After a while, Qin Di said, "I'm looking for it. You girls are useless to stay here! Amei, take them to the city to play. Yan Xue and I stay here. There is no need to ask one by one. Just look at it hundreds of feet apart and I can tell people out."

Qin Yue asked: "How to tell it? Is it useful to look at the appearance? Yan Xue is so beautiful, I don't believe that any big monk can look so handsome."

Qin Di explained: "Yan Xue has a special physique, half of which comes from God's gifts, and half of which comes from inheritance. I have the general outline of Yan Xue's memory, and can also identify spiritual root qualifications. As long as his father is still in the temple, he will not worry about not being able to find anyone."

"Then why should we drive us away?"

"If there are too many people and too many movements, and those monks don't come out, I can't tell you. Can't you rush into each meditation room and see each other?"

So Gu Rumei took her three daughters away from Zhaojue Temple and went to the city to find a lively place to enjoy the fun.

Qin Di first looked on the mountains outside for a while, then led Yan Xue into Zhaojue Temple and checked each hall one by one.

Zhaojue Temple has more than 300 halls, including main buildings such as the Great Hall, the Heavenly King Hall, the Ksitigarbha Hall, the Guanyin Pavilion, the Imperial Book Tower, the Sutra Pavilion, the Weituo Hall, the Wuguan Hall, the Xianjue Hall, the Xianjue Hall, the Singfan Hall, the Arhat Hall, the Sixth Patriarch Hall, the Yishan Hall, the Lisu Hall, the Great Compassion Hall, the Lunzang Pavilion and other main buildings, as well as many relics towers, statues, portraits, and steles.

At this time, the temples were not like the tourist attractions that later. They would pull a rope or erect a sign, so outsiders would not be allowed to enter. Monks were compassionate, but they were not like secular scenic spots?

Qin Di and Yan Xue walked around, but no monk came out to stop him.

However, they searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone.

When they walked to the Heavenly King Hall, they met an old monk.

The old monk smiled and said, "Two little donors, since they are here, why not sell two incense sticks? The Bodhisattvas here are very effective, and they ensure that everything they want is fulfilled and everything goes smoothly."

Qin Di thought to himself: "It seems that it is not easy to find someone without spending money." So he followed the good deeds and took three high incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and then invested twenty yuan in the merit box.

The ocean rolled into the box and made a "jingle" sound, which sounded very pleasant.

The old monk was very happy and smiled and said, "Thank you little donor."

Qin Di asked with a smile, "Master, is there any monk named Yan in this temple?"

The old monk shook his head: "This temple only has a Dharma name, no secular name."

Qin Di asked again: "Is there any Zen master with the word "Yan" in the Dharma name?"

The old monk thought for a while and replied, "Several years ago, there was a 'Master Haiyan', but he had already left this temple."

Yan Xue's eyes lit up, and then it dimmed again.

Qin Di asked: "Master, please tell me about Master Haiyan. How old is he, what does he look like, when did he come to this temple, and when did he leave?" As he spoke, he took out another ten oceans and threw them into the merit box.

The old monk became more and more happy and said, "Monkey Haiyan, he should be fifty years old this year. He has square faces, stringed eyebrows, beautiful eyebrows, white skin, and three inches taller than me. He came to our temple in his twenties and became the owner of the Sutra Pavilion. He did not leave until seven or eight years ago."

"Then where did he go?"

"He was hiking to India alone!"

Qin Di was a little surprised: "Now, Tianzhu has declined. Why did he go to Tianzhu for?"

The old monk said: "I don't know either. I just heard that when he was leaving, he handed over a bamboo and wooden box to Master Xuanku of the Great Compassion Hall. You can ask Xuanku for a question."

"Where is Master Xuanku?"

"I'm taking you there."

After a while, Qin Di and Yan Xue met Master Xuanku.

Master Xuanku looked only in his forties, and Qin Di saw at a glance that this person had spiritual roots and was a cultivator, but his skills were very weak, so he was just a spiritual enlightenment, and he had not even reached the first level of Qi refining. However, because he practiced Buddhist techniques, all his cultivation was concentrated on his eyebrows.

Master Xuanku saw them and realized that the other party was a cultivator. He was also surprised. After the old monk he recommended left, he clasped his hands and said, "The two donors are not ordinary people, but they don't know why they came here? Is there anything wrong with me to find me?"

Qin Di said: "Let's find out about Master Haiyan."

"Master Haiyan is my senior brother. Although he is not old, he is a great monk. You are looking for him for..."

"Some worlds may involve him."

Xuan Ku's eyes flashed across the faces of the two. Seeing Yan Xue's eyebrows, he couldn't help but feel shocked and said, "I understand. What is this girl's surname?"

Yan Xue said: "My surname is Yan, and my name is just the word "xue"."

Xuan Ku smiled: "It's rare that a girl came here. If the senior brother is still there, he will be very happy. Before leaving, the senior brother left a bamboo and wooden box and asked me to hand it over to the person who came. Please wait a moment."

He stood up, went inside for a while, and moved out a box three feet long and two feet wide. It looked like a Buddhist object, but rather like a suitcase for the layman traveling in his early years. At that time, suitcases were rarely seen, and were woven by bamboo.

Xuan Ku said: "Please leave the address for both of you. If the senior brother comes back, I can have an explanation."

Qin Di wrote the address of the Demon City and asked, "Master, why did Master Haiyan go to India?"

Xuan Ku smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother found some scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but he couldn't understand it. He couldn't get enlightened even if he found the presidency of this temple. So he hiked to Tibet and was preparing to go to Nepal and India, hoping to find comments on the scriptures."

Yan Xue asked: "When will he return?"

Xuan replied bitterly: "Mencius lives wherever they go. Maybe he stays in India, maybe he stays in Tibet. With his skills, he is more than enough to be the presidency of a temple, or even the Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism."

The three of them talked for a while, and then Yan Xue walked out with a sad face.

Qin Di walked out of Zhaojue Temple with a bamboo and wooden box.

The two of them came to a quiet place outside the temple. Yan Xue opened the bamboo and wood box and saw a stack of peanuts, a white jade gourd, a bamboo whistle, a bamboo dragonfly, a shabby rattle, and a sachet with dense stitches. She couldn't help but feel sad and tears rolled down.

"Sir, I remember this bamboo dragonfly...and this rattle..."

There were tears hanging on her snow-white face, which made Qin Di feel a little reluctant. He walked up to pat her shoulders, trying to wipe her tears, but hesitated.

Yan Xue felt sad, and shed more tears when she thought of her mother again.

She saw Qin Di reaching out her hand, so she pounced forward and fell into his arms.

Qin Di's body was a little stiff, but he still hugged his soft body. The soft jade fragrance was in his arms, making people feel rippled. He didn't move at all, but his heart seemed to be touched.

After a long time, Yan Xue's sadness calmed down for a while, and her white face showed shyness. She quickly sat up straight and tidied up the things in the box silently.

Qin Di saw a letter in the box, so he reached out and picked it up and handed it to Yan Xue: "Open it and see if it was left to you by Ling Zun. Logically speaking, there should be an explanation inside."
Chapter completed!