Chapter 709 Donor, you are destined to be my Buddha

Window seat in Snow King Ice City.

After Mao Lilan decided to go to Kyoto with her best friend and Fujino, a good friend who lived across the street, like an excited little girl before going out, she began to plan a travel guide: "Fujino-senpai, are you in Kyoto?" What fun places do you recommend?”

"I remember, didn't you go to Kyoto last time? It seems that you came to attend a wedding and didn't go shopping around?"

"Don't mention it, Fujino-senpai..."

Xiaolan couldn't help sighing after hearing this, holding her chin up, her face gradually turned from sunny to gloomy: "Dad, that guy got drunk and made a fool of himself at the wedding. As a result, I had to take care of him in the hotel, and even the hotel where the wedding was held He came back without ever stepping out of the door.”

Fujino laughed sarcastically, thinking that he was indeed a Maori brother. He then thought about it and said: "There is actually not much fun in Kyoto. The recommended places are probably Kiyomizu Temple and so on. To be honest, all the twists and turns are some ancient-looking places. The streets of the time were like a maze, and you would get lost if you couldn’t navigate properly.”

"Really?"

The two girls spoke at the same time.

It's just that Xiaolan was thinking about whether she would get lost as a road idiot.

The eldest lady Sonoko was thinking about why Fujino was so familiar with Kyoto.

"Then there is still a holiday?"

Fujino felt helpless: "Not long ago, Momiji and I saw this when we visited Kyoto during the summer vacation. If you don't go there well, you will go in the wrong direction. The urban planning is the same as the decorations, especially the protected areas near scenic spots."

Yuanzi looked at him, her face changed slightly, her thin eyebrows raised slightly, feeling something was wrong: "Did you go to Kyoto with that young lady during the summer vacation?"

Fujino nodded: "Yes, she lives in Kyoto."

Sonoko looked at him and blinked, feeling that this was reasonable. She lowered her eyes and felt that something was wrong: "Fujino-senpai, why did you go to Kyoto with her?"

"..." Xiaolan glanced at her best friend and suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten to mention this!

As Yulan, Mao Lilan's memory is not very good, and she often forgets important things in a daze.

She actually didn't pay much attention to this matter.

After all, Sonoko seemed to have given up on attacking Fujino during her last trip to Izu.

However, in order to prevent the harmonious friendship from capsizing, she quickly changed the topic and said: "It's a matter of entrustment. Miss Hongye was worried about safety when traveling to Ryukyu, so she entrusted Fujino-senpai to her. Later, she met us who were going to Ryukyu to film a program. We also encountered a case! ”

Yuanzi glanced at his best friend suspiciously, always feeling that this commission was a bit unfair - who commissioned her to go on a trip together?

…………

After some discussion, we decided to go to Kyoto tomorrow.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi came out of Snow King Ice City and planned to go back to their respective homes to prepare their luggage for tomorrow's departure.

Sonoko followed Xiaolan, thoughtfully, and suddenly asked her: "Hey, Lan, how far are you talking about that senior Fujino from Kyoto?"

"Eh?"

Xiaolan was surprised. It was obvious that she was asked this question by her best friend, and she seemed a little hesitant: "This... I'm actually not sure."

"Is that so?" Yuanzi nodded when he heard this, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

"That garden..."

Xiaolan couldn't help but ask: "Have you not given up on Fujino-senpai yet?"

"Well……"

Yuanzi shyly said, "Of course, how could I give up."

"But, Sonoko, this is not the way to go!"

Xiaolan whispered: "Senior, he doesn't seem to have any interest in you. He seems to just regard you as a friend."

After a pause, she hesitated and said: "And what if, what if Miss Hongye and senior have already dated..."

"Of course I know."

Yuanzi lowered his head and murmured: "My childhood sweetheart suddenly appeared and made a promise when I was young. I just can't accept it. It was obviously me first..."

Xiaolan looked at her usually carefree best friend who had now turned into a bitter little girl, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

I know my best friends best. I usually fall in love with one I see and can't walk when I see a handsome guy.

But now after such a long time, I am still thinking about someone...

Helpless, she could only pat Sonoko on the shoulder and chuckled: "Well, Sonoko, I'm just saying it in case, maybe they are just entrusting... In short, you still have a chance, let's take a good look when we go to Kyoto tomorrow. It’s not too late.”

Yuanzi was depressed for a while. After being encouraged by Xiaolan, his optimistic nature swept away the gloom and became energetic: "Well, Xiaolan, you are right... I still have a chance!"

Xiaolan looked at her energetic best friend and opened her mouth, but in the end no words came out.

To be honest, seeing her best friend depressed, she always felt uncomfortable...

Now I feel less uncomfortable.

But a feeling of guilt, as if he had done something bad, came to his mind.

Life is not easy, Xiaolan sighed.

…………

The next day, the exit of JR Kyoto Station.

"Sure enough, Kyoto is the spiritual hometown of our neon people!"

Suzuki Sonoko had her hair loose, wearing a burgundy shirt, a pink suit jacket, a pale white knee-length suit skirt, and carrying a travel bag. She looked at the Kyoto Tower not far away and sighed with spirit.

On second thought, she suggested to Fujino, who was wearing a black suit and a windbreaker next to her: "Fujino-senpai, you should be very familiar with Kyoto, so please take us to visit the interesting places here!"

"Hey!"

Brother Maori on the side reminded: "You came here this time because of my commission. Why do you want to have fun as soon as you come here?"

Xiaolan was wearing a dark blue jacket and long skirt suit with a light pink sweater underneath. She followed behind and smiled at Yuanzi: "Yes, I came here mainly because of my father's commission. I will go after the commission is over." Let’s take a look around.”

"Well, I have no objection."

Fujino responded: "Where are you two?"

"I don't."

Haiyuan Ai had an iris hairpin hanging from the end of her hair. She was wearing a gray feathered fabric and a white T-shirt underneath. Her pink and purple dress was slightly swaying as she followed behind with small steps.

"I do not have either."

Conan hugged the back of his head and responded leisurely, then looked at Haibara Ai next to him in a low voice: "By the way, why did you follow me here? Let me tell you, you must be worried that Fujino will be raped by that eldest lady. Kidnapped?"

"Why can't I come over?"

Haiyuan Ai glanced at Conan: "By the way, who begged his sister Xiaolan to bring him here?"

"Ahem, it must not be me!"

Conan coughed awkwardly, as if remembering something, and asked Mouri Kogoro: "But uncle, who is entrusting you this time?"

"It's a temple called Sannoji Temple."

Mouri Kogoro folded his hands on his chest and said: "As for what the commission is, I don't know, but please don't mess with me for a while!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded. They had already verbally agreed to Mouri Kogoro's command, but in fact, it went in with one ear and out with the other.

When I came to Kyoto, since I took the high-speed train and didn't drive, it was quite a hassle to get to Sannoji Temple from the station, so I probably had to take a taxi.

Just when Mouri Kogoro was about to find a taxi, with a pleasant engine sound, an extended car with a silver figure standing on the front stopped in front of everyone at the station.

Ooka Momiji opened the car door, the hem of the light blue suspender skirt she wore swaying slightly, and said hello to everyone: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work coming all the way."

"Miss Hongye?"

Xiaolan looked at her carefully and was surprised, while Yuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why are you here?"

Hongye walked slowly and smiled at everyone: "After all, it is rare for you to come to Kyoto, so I have to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

"No no no!"

Yuanzi shook his head slightly: "I mean, how did you know we would come..."

Ooka Momiji glanced in the direction of Fujino: "Because Fujino sent me a message yesterday, saying that he was coming to Kyoto today."

"...?"

Everyone looked weird and looked at Fujino who was standing aside.

Fujino felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he changed the subject and said, "Speaking of Hongye, have you ever heard of a temple called Sannoji Temple?"

"Sannoji Temple?"

Fujino explained: "Brother Maori has a commission from Sannou Temple this time. This is why we came here for this matter."

"I have heard of this temple. Iori should know the address."

"Then please send us there."

…………

Taking Hongye's car, everyone came to the Sanno Temple that Brother Maori mentioned.

Sannoji Temple is located in the city of Kyoto, surrounded by some apartment-like buildings, and the retro Sannoji Temple is hidden among them.

The door of the temple is made of retro wood, with a sign of "Sannoji Temple" hanging on it. Looking inside from the door, you can see a stone brick road leading directly to the Japanese temple building directly in front.

Fujino got out of the car and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

To be honest, he had felt that the atmosphere had not been very good since he got in the car.

With his keen senses, he vaguely felt that there was a kind of lightning and an unusually depressing feeling pressing down on him.

On the stone road in front of the temple entrance, several figures of all shapes and sizes gathered together, discussing something unknown.

Everyone entered the temple and walked all the way.

A round-faced man with short haircut, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a black and gray cassock, noticed everyone, and immediately walked quickly to Kogoro Mori, and greeted him warmly: "Mr. Mori, it's really troublesome for you to come all the way. "

"I am Long Yuan who contacted you before!"

The monk named Ryuumao shook Mouri Kogoro's hand, then on second thought introduced the other people.

The old man with a kind face and squinted eyes is named Yuan Hai, and he is the abbot of this temple.

The one with a fat face, glasses, purple suit, and dark skin is from the ancient art master Sakura Shozo.

The handsome-looking man over there, wearing a kimono and a bit more noble status, is Mizuo Harutaro, the young master of the contemporary Noh drama Mizuo Ryuu.

As for the tall and tall figure at the end, wearing round glasses, Saijo Taiga, the manager of the used bookstore.

It is worth mentioning that these people are all friends who are learning kendo.

Fujino silently scanned the crowd, indirectly proving this point.

Although these people basically have different shapes and a large age gap, they all have relatively well-developed right forearm muscles.

This is the simplest criterion for judging whether the opponent is practicing swordsmanship.

Of course, badminton and tennis players will also have corresponding characteristics.

However, what makes Fujino feel a little strange is that among the five people, Saijo Taiga, Sakura Shozo and Madokai were inexplicably surprised when they just saw him.

Especially the old host Yuan Hai, he was just staring straight at him.

Fujino's scalp was numb from being stared at and he couldn't help but ask: "Host, is there something on my face?"

"Nothing is existence, existence is nothingness..."

Abbot Yuan Hai narrowed his eyes, looked at Fujino for a while, walked over slowly, and said, "This little friend, who are you?"

"My name is Fujino, I'm a detective."

Fujino frowned and glanced at the monk in front of him: "I live opposite Brother Maori. I came here this time to visit."

"I see."

Yuan Hai nodded and greeted the round-faced monk on the side: "Long Yuan, come here and see this little donor."

"What happened to the donor?"

"Look carefully and look with your heart."

Yuan Hai took two steps back, narrowed his eyes and opened his eyes slightly: "Did you see the Buddha's light behind him?"

"I saw it, such a dazzling Buddha light!"

The monk named Long Yuan immediately put his hands together and muttered Buddhist scriptures: "Namo Amitabha..."

Host Yuan Hai couldn't help but sigh: "This donor is a person with great wisdom."

"..."

Fujino was silent for a while as he watched the two monks 'performing' in front of him, with a trace of innocent confusion in his eyes.

Great wisdom root, so what is this wisdom root?

Is the root a serious root?

Why do I feel that the wisdom root you, Lao Deng, are talking about is a bit unfair?

Is this a monk?

Yuan Hai didn't know what Fujino was thinking. He took out a string of rosary beads from his pocket and kept moving them with one hand. He raised his other hand across his chest. He bowed slightly and invited: "This donor, I want to see you." If you are destined to be a Buddha, how about you escape into Buddhism at my Shanneng Temple?"

"Escape into the void?"

Fujino looked at the old monk in front of him and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. No wonder this guy just talked about Buddha's Light and the Great Wisdom Root, so he was waiting for him here?

Let’s not talk about whether this is serious or not. The key point is that this old bald ass wants to drag him into the water!

Is Buddhism so careless nowadays?

Why do you always ask people to escape into Buddhism?

What is this operation?

"Eh?!!"

After a short silence, everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Yuanzi was also surprised. After he calmed down, he couldn't help but asked weakly: "What does it mean to escape into Buddhism?"

Everyone: "..."

You don’t know what it means, why are you talking about it?

Haiyuan Ai looked strange, touched the hairpin at the end of his hair to calm down, and explained: "It means becoming a monk. This abbot wants to invite Fujino to become a monk."