The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

How could she have the time or qualifications?

She pursed her dry lips and quickly looked around. Not far up the bamboo garden was the main hall of Nanshan Temple.

"I'm going to Nanshan Temple."

When the maid heard this, she immediately asked,

"Do you need me to guide you?"

"No need, I know the way, just go about your business."

Gu Weimian smiled and quietly rejected the maid.

She looked at the corner of the main hall of Nanshan Temple that was faintly exposed on the top of the mountain, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but the smile was a bit bitter.

What a God-sent opportunity.

…

Within ten minutes, Gu Weimian arrived at the main hall of Nanshan Temple.

As an ancient temple with a long history, Nanshan Temple is not like other ancient temples, which have basically become famous tourist attractions. This ancient temple seems a bit deserted.

This also has a lot to do with the cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

The cemetery here is not just a simple cemetery.

There are many noble ancestors lying inside.

The Chinese value their ancestors the most, so how could they allow others to walk over their ancestors?

Gu Weimian took a quick look around and happened to meet a young novice monk coming out of the door.

She went up to meet him,

"Hello, young master, I would like to ask if your host is available."

The little novice monk glanced at Gu Weimian in surprise. He pointed toward the door with his right hand.

"Master is waiting for you inside."

Gu Weimian raised an eyebrow.

I almost asked how he knew I was coming.

Suddenly, I remembered a scene I had seen on TV before.

She looked at the young novice monk in front of her and smiled.

"Did the host predict that a distinguished guest will arrive today?"

Hearing this, the young novice shook his head and said with a bitter look on his face,

"Master said that the debt has arrived."

He opened his big, round, wet eyes and looked at Gu Weimian.

"Are you here to collect debt? How much does Master owe you? What do you plan to do with Master?"

Gu Weimian was shocked at first.

Then there was another burst of laughter and tears.

This is where and where.

Seeing the nervous look on the young monk's face, Gu Weimian sighed and comforted the young monk,

"What can I do with the host? Don't worry."

The little novice monk glanced at Gu Weimian doubtfully, then turned his attention to the gauze on Gu Weimian's face.

He muttered,

"It really looks like a debt collector."

Gu Weimian: "..."

Can she hear it?

It was also lucky that I met her.

Otherwise, the host may not be charged any debt, and the debt must first be paid to the young novice monk.

Gu Weimian didn't explain anything.

"Can I go see the host now?"

The little novice monk raised his hand and touched his head, then turned around in dismay.

"I'll show you the way."

He said that and stepped towards the door.

Gu Weimian followed immediately.

…

As soon as I stepped through the door of the hall, I immediately felt that the light around me had dimmed.

The further inside, the dimmer the light becomes.

The surrounding area was as quiet as a vacuum.

It gives the impression that there is not a single living person in the house and that it has been vacant for hundreds of years.

Gu Weimian frowned slightly.

She has never been too fond of such mysterious things.

This time Buddhism was an eye-opener for her.

However... it wasn't a pleasant experience.

This mysterious and weird atmosphere immediately made her nerves tense.

The corridor was narrow and winding. After turning several turns, we reached a long corridor with pitch black at the end.

Little monk: Where did the debt come from? The eyes are quite beautiful.