After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

The Zen room was filled with a faint aroma of herbs, mixed with the smell of burned incense.

Before Jiang Shuyue could perform Buddhist rituals, Master Huiyuan said to Jiang Shuyue: "Donor, please follow the poor monk to Baoguang Hall."

The young novice monk was shocked. That was a place where the relics of eminent monks were enshrined. Even if the royal family members came, the master would not take the initiative to invite them in.

The young novice didn't dare to ask any more questions and was about to follow him.

"You don't have to follow me. You are all busy with your own business."

The young novice stopped immediately.

"Miss, I..."

Qiu Ju raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Shuyue, not knowing whether to follow or not.

Jiang Shuyue also wondered, did Master Huiyuan realize that she was a time traveler? Put aside the others and talk to her alone if you have something to say?

She pointed to the futon in the Zen room, "Just sit there and wait."

Baoguang Hall is on the second floor.

Jiang Shuyue followed Master Huiyuan towards Baoguang Hall with complicated emotions.

The majestic temples sit one next to another, occupying the entire top of the mountain.

Walking up to the second floor, looking into the distance from the corridor, you can have a panoramic view of the high and low roofs. The glazed tiles on the roof of the temple are magnificent and magnificent.

Jiang Shuyue was speechless when she saw it. It was indeed the temple closest to the capital, and the late emperor spent a lot of money on it.

"Does the donor know the relic?"

Master Huiyuan stopped and opened a door next to him.

The golden light in the room suddenly poured out.

There is a small golden tower in the middle of the room, with scriptures placed around it.

Of course Jiang Shuyue knew what relics were.

In Famen Temple, Shaanxi Province. A finger bone relic of Sakyamuni Buddha is still enshrined, which is at least 2,500 years old when she traveled through time.

There is also Nanjing Dabaoen Temple. The only real bone of the Buddha's crown in the world is enshrined there, which is particularly precious.

In her previous life, Jiang Shuyue had the honor to follow her mentor to visit him.

Later she found out that if their mentor's friend hadn't given them the green light, they wouldn't even be able to enter the palace where the relics are enshrined.

She heard that there were several other places where relics were enshrined, but she had no chance to see them again.

Jiang Shuyue approached the pagoda and asked softly: "Are the relics that the master mentioned are offered here?"

She vaguely felt that Master Huiyuan had seen through her origins.

Otherwise, why would he bring her to see the relics, which are as precious as national treasures, for no reason?

She neither nodded nor denied that she knew about the relic.

Master Huiyuan stood calmly in front of the golden pagoda, "Master Jingkong passed down the mantle, and the poor monk only understood part of it. Donor, you have come all the way, so you must know the book left by Master Jingkong, right?"

Jiang Shuyue just looked at the relics and the shining golden pagoda.

She was wondering whether the tower was real gold or gold-plated. If it was real gold, it would be very valuable.

No monk in Qinglian Temple should call himself a poor monk.

When it comes to poverty, it has to be yourself.

"Book, what book?"

Jiang Shuyue completely ignored the master's words from afar.

I saw Master Huiyuan pull out a book from under the scriptures.

..."Compendium of Materia Medica"

A few simplified characters made Jiang Shuyue feel numb all over, as if she had been struck by lightning.

It turns out that Master Jingkong is a time travel senior.

She swallowed and raised her eyes to look at the relics in the golden pagoda.

I secretly cursed in my heart, "Senior, you came here with a book, but I came here with nothing."

No, I haven’t even paid back the money I spent, so how could I bring anything here?

If you do more good deeds that benefit the country and the people, will you be able to burn two relics for future generations to admire?

Thinking that she was already a mother every year, she immediately rejected her idea.

"The poor monk did not miss the mark. The benefactor really recognized the words on it. Master Jingkong had already predicted that you would bring the treasure and come on the auspicious clouds to save all people from the fire and water."

The more Master Huiyuan talked, the more excited he became. He looked at Jiang Shuyue with the same piety as he looked at the relic.

Jiang Shuyue: "..."

I didn't come here on auspicious clouds, but I clearly stepped on dog shit as soon as I came here.

Jiang Shuyue took the "Compendium of Materia Medica" handed over by Master Huiyuan with both hands and gave a wry smile.

"Master, you are overly praised. How can a little girl be so capable?"

At this moment, Jiang Shuyue was even more certain that she was a time traveler with a mission.

In front of Master Huiyuan, she had nothing to hide.

She flipped through a few pages and said frankly: "My little girl does understand the words above. What does the master want to know? I will write it down for you right now."

"Master Jingkong predicted that you would come. He left his last words. When you come, I will give you this book so that you can develop an antidote to the epidemic as soon as possible."

"Shi, Shi epidemic?"

Jiang Shuyue's head was buzzing. Medical science here was backward, and a real epidemic would not be a joke.

She raised her eyes and looked at the date of Master Jingkong's death recorded on the pagoda.

It has been more than two hundred years ago, which means that Master Huiyuan is the guardian of several generations.

More than two hundred years ago, Master Jingkong could know what would happen in the future. This is amazing.

She is also a time traveler, so she doesn't know what will happen tomorrow.

Is it because I am not a pure child?

She scolded Xiao Jingzhao secretly in her heart, and then turned her gaze to the crystal-clear, red-glowing relic.

Master Huiyuan seemed to have read through Jiang Shuyue's thoughts. He said: "The poor monk is the third generation successor and the third generation guardian."

Jiang Shuyue closed the book and held it in her arms, as if holding the emperor's imperial seal, which was heavy.

"Did Master Jingkong leave anything behind? Can I see it?"

"Yes, there are no real objects, but a picture album and some text."

Master Huiyuan walked to the other side of the golden pagoda and pulled out a booklet from under the scriptures.

Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath, unable to contain her excitement.

What would Master Jingkong leave behind? !

"Donor, please be careful and don't turn the pages too quickly. These are all Master Jingkong's relics."

Seeing Jiang Shuyue put down the Compendium of Materia Medica respectfully, Master Huiyuan handed over the yellowed booklet.

Jiang Shuyue walked to a cushion a few feet away from the golden pagoda and sat cross-legged.

She silently chanted "Amitabha" and then gently turned to the first page.

...

Jiang Shuyue's eyes widened, and what came into view was a set of firefighter uniforms.

I don't know if it was well preserved or repainted later, the red firefighter uniforms in the painting did not fade much.

There was a line of small characters under the palm-sized picture. The small characters were written in simplified Chinese characters. Jiang Shuyue took a look at it and saw a few words that recorded the identity of Master Jingkong in his previous life.

Jiang Shuyue was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. It turned out that Jingkong was a firefighter, a firefighter who was obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine.

He died in the line of duty during a mission, and then he woke up and found that he was in this place.

Jiang Shuyue silently prayed in her heart, may the Bodhisattva bless all firefighters to be safe and sound.

She looked up at Master Huiyuan who was twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand, "Master, do you know the origin of Master Jingkong?"

Master Huiyuan asked back, "Are you from the same hometown as Master Jingkong?"