Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"Junior brother, I wonder how you are doing with the invitation letter for Master?" It sounds like he should be a young monk.

At this time, it was the time for morning classes. In front of me, two monks were carrying water, walking and chatting.

"Not much, it can be completed in a few days."

The other monks answered while walking. They looked only about ten years old and were quite immature.

"Why do you think there are so many things in the Maitreya Conference?" One of the monks complained.

"You haven't been here for long. I tell you, don't say anything that shouldn't be said. By the way, Master has something to tell us this morning, so let's go back quickly."

The older man seemed to remind the new junior brother.

"Maitreya Conference?"

It should be some Buddhist festival, or some treasure appraisal, Buddhist exchange, etc., which is not surprising. However, this Da Ci'en Temple has been around for thousands of years, so the aura is naturally different. Therefore, the temple has been closed in recent days, as if preparing for this matter.

After the two monks walked away, I carefully got out of the pine forest.

It was already dawn.

Although there was no unexpected gain, I also learned a little about this temple.

"Quick..."

There seemed to be someone in the distance.

I walked over and saw a few people, not monks, who seemed to be preparing something in a hurry, and everyone seemed very anxious.

And there seemed to be some scattered vegetables, fruits, grains and other things around. It seems that they should be the people who transported food from outside the temple.

"Just right."

I squinted my eyes and looked at them. Soon, I changed my clothes, took off my monk's clothes, and walked over.

"You..."

"Brother, help me." Unexpectedly, when I was about to find a reasonable explanation, they seemed even more hurried and asked me to help pick up the scattered food around.

"No problem."

A few minutes later, everything around was cleaned up.

One of the men looked at his watch and seemed very anxious.

"We don't have much time."

It turned out that they were responsible for transporting some food to the temple. Maybe there were more guests recently, so the daily quantity was large, but it must be delivered at the specified time, otherwise the consequences would be serious. Of course, the reward is also quite rich.

Maybe in the morning, because it was late, the merchant was almost late.

"Let's go."

I also stepped forward to help push the cart. It happened that I could go in with a clear reason, so I was no longer afraid.

Half an hour later.

Anranju.

This seemed to be the back kitchen of the temple. It was a large area with some ancient pines around it. It seemed to be a very independent space from the surrounding areas. There were two or three ancient buildings stacked up.

But there was no smell of smoke.

And behind it was a small stream.

"What are you doing?" When I arrived at the door and was about to go in, I was stopped by two monks.

"We are delivering food and vegetables..."

"Is it you?" The two monks seemed to recognize the leader.

"Go in, come out quickly."

"Okay."

"Hurry, push it in."

Several of us pushed the cart directly and went in along the door. As soon as we entered the door, a very strange smell filled the air.

It was not unpleasant, but it should not be the smell from the kitchen.

After entering, except for some monks who seemed to be very busy walking around, no one else was seen.

We walked straight into the warehouse.

There were indeed a lot of grains and some vegetables piled here.

"Hurry, unload the goods."

The man reminded.

It seemed that he didn't want to delay here for a moment.

"Old man, why are you so anxious?"

I was puzzled.

"What do you know, this place is very weird..." The old man seemed to know that he had said too much, so his face sank and he stopped talking.

"Let's go."

After they unloaded the goods, they were ready to leave, but no one noticed that there seemed to be one less person.

That's right, I took the opportunity to hide in one of the corners.

"Hey, why is that kid gone?"

When I walked to the door, I heard someone mutter.

"Who cares, let's go..."

The old man said.

...

"Bang!"

The door was locked.

It was dark around, but fortunately this was a warehouse, so there was a window for ventilation.

I estimated that there were only about ten monks here, and it was not a heavily guarded place. At this time, I took out the map and looked at it carefully. The map was very simple, and Gao Tianhu didn't know where he got it from, but I still remembered most of the places very clearly.

"Scripture Pavilion?"

I started looking for that place.

Yes, if the craftsman is right, the most weird place is the Sutra Pavilion, and maybe I can find the whereabouts of the scriptures and relics.

However, I couldn't find the Sutra Pavilion on the map of this chapter. Could it be that it was not marked on the map?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be like looking for a needle in a haystack for me to find that place?