In the pavilion, an old monk was painted on his seat to preach the Dharma. Many monks were surrounding him to listen to the lecture. A scholar was standing behind many monks, as if he was attracted by the Buddhist teachings of the monk.

The boy behind the scholar was carrying a bookcase, his face full of fatigue, and he pulled the scholar's sleeve, as if he wanted his master to leave soon.

"This is......"

Huang Shaohong's eyes moved, and he turned to the short and fat monk and said, "I'm looking for a monk, a little monk named Shifang!"

The short and fat monk nodded suddenly: "Then let's come here and see if you have it here!" As he said that, he pointed to the other wall.

The walls around the hall are covered with various murals. Huang Shaohong didn't observe carefully at the beginning. Now he looked over the fingers of the short and fat monk and saw the murals there, which seemed to be related to monks.

The short and fat monk took him to the wall and pointed: "Do you see if this is the little monk you are looking for?"

When Huang Shaohong looked at that, he saw a young monk pointing his finger at the place where the monk was pointing, holding a white horse dragging his luggage, following a young monk.

However, the expression of the little monk was very abrupt for this mural, because he was looking around in a daze, as if he was confused and full of doubts about everything.

In the distance in the mural, a five-fingered finger is clearly visible, like a mountain peak standing in the clouds and mist. In the distance, a Buddha shining with Buddha's light closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on a treasure mountain guarded by thousands of Buddhas.

Huang Shaohong could see clearly that the handsome little monk could be who if he was not Shifang!

"This is......"

The short and fat monk smiled slightly: "This mural is "The picture of Master Xuanzang's journey to the West to seek the scriptures"!"

Huang Shaohong pointed at Shifang: "I asked, why is my friend in that mural?"

"Everyone has something they want to look for. Perhaps it is known that what this little monk is looking for in this mural..."

The short and fat monk said something mysterious and focused on Huang Shaohong and smiled slightly: "So donor, what are you looking for?"

"I...I said I wanted to find Shifang!"

"I'm asking your heart!"

After saying that, the short and fat monk laughed, turned around and put the oil lamp back on the wall, and walked outward, and said with a smile: "Donor, please look at these murals, or you may not know what you have gained!" As he said that, he turned a Buddha statue and went outward.

"Oh, Master!" Huang Shaohong chased after him, but when he turned the Buddha statue, he would no longer have the shadow of the monk.

Huang Shaohong raised the corner of his mouth: "Master, is it because you are too short and you are blocked by the Buddha statue? How come I can't see you!"

"Boy's bad mouth!"

Sure enough, the voice of the short and fat monk turned out from behind a Buddha statue.

Huang Shaohong laughed and walked behind the Buddha statue, trying to pull the monk out and ask what happened. But as soon as he took a step, he felt like he fell into the clouds. The scenery around him changed, the fragrance of flowers and birds were singing. When he came to his senses, he found that he was no longer in the Great Kingdom Temple.
Chapter completed!