The northernmost loft, which is a little higher than other pavilions, is the loft where Wuming, the abbot of Baoxiang Temple and the abbot of Wuming.

At this time, a little monk came to the attic and knocked on the door lightly.

"Abbot."

After a while, a voice came from the attic, "Come in."

With a creaking sound, the little monk pushed the door and entered the room. Wuming was wearing a cassock and chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name.

Seeing the little monk coming, Wuming paused slightly.

"Abbot, Lord Chu has heard the news that the king is already on the way to Baoxiang Temple."

The little monk bowed respectfully to Wuming, and then came to Wuming and said.

Although this little monk is not old, he can be responsible for contacting high-ranking officials and nobles in Baoxiang Temple.

Just now, Chu Zhengchuan reported to the little monk that he and Tang Chen were already on the way to burn incense and worship Buddha.

"Let me calculate the time. The king and the others set out from the palace and came here almost dusk."

"In this way, please inform us that you will not receive pilgrims after Baoxiang Temple is over today."

After exploring and thinking, he said.

"yes."

The little monk nodded respectfully, then bowed and left the room. Before leaving, he brought the door with him.

After Wuming and others left, they threw the Buddhist scriptures aside, and the kind eyebrows on their faces were suddenly replaced by hideous eyes.

"After waiting for three months, Tang Chen, are you finally here?"

"I'm not letting go of this opportunity to manipulate you."

Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

During these three months, he had been looking for opportunities to approach Tang Chen, or let Tang Chen take the initiative to come to Baoxiang Temple.

Unfortunately, I have never found a suitable opportunity. Now Tang Chen takes the initiative to come to Baoxiang Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, that would be the best.

The sun sets and rises. Although the monks of Baoxiang Temple stated not long ago that they would not receive any pilgrims after the time of the time, there were still many people outside Baoxiang Temple gathering and wanted the monks of Baoxiang Temple to let them in to burn incense and worship Buddha. The monks could not resist the wish and could only invite Wuming out.

"Everyone, I know you have doubts. In the past, Baoxiang Temple has been waiting for you until the hour of You, but why did you not let you continue to burn incense after the hour of the hour of the day?"

"This is because there will be a distinguished guest coming to Baoxiang Temple later. The distinguished guest has a noble status and cannot be disclosed for the time being."

"But I can promise you that in the next month, the incense burning will take two more hours a day. What do you think?"

Wuming knew that if he did not promise some benefits, it would not be so easy for these pilgrims who came to burn incense and worship Buddha.

really.

As soon as these words were said, the pilgrims nodded in agreement. Even if there were still people who had opinions, they did not dare to act wildly in front of this Buddhist temple.

After a while, the pilgrims slowly dispersed. Even if there were still people coming later, the monks at Baoxiang Temple patiently persuaded each other and returned one after another.

The scorching sun sets westward and gradually turns into dusk.

When dusk passed through the leaves and left a shadow on the ground, a group of people gradually appeared within the scope of Baoxiang Temple.

"Your Majesty, Baoxiang Temple has arrived."
Chapter completed!