The Strongest Strategist in Prince of Tennis

Next to the temple in the mountains, two people stood by. Except for the squinted teenager who knocked on the door, the two of them were like sculptures, without any follow-up actions.

Five minutes later, I don't know if it was Tiangong who made people. The sky was still clear, dark clouds appeared unknowingly, a cool breeze blew, and a slight rain began to fall.

"Go and hide."

Looking at the trembling Kirihaya, Renji said in a warm voice, if it rains, even if the two of them are in good physical condition, the possibility of catching a cold in this humid environment is still very high.

The two of them came to the front of the eaves and began to hide from the rain. The rain outside was getting heavier and the temperature in the mountains also dropped quickly. The hot and humid weather gradually became colder. When they went up the mountain, they both had short sleeves. It's chill now.

"Senior, why hasn't anyone come to open the door yet?" Kirihaya estimated the time, at least fifteen minutes, but there was no intention to open the door inside.

Kirihaya couldn't help wondering whether the people inside heard the noise outside, reaching out to knock on the door, but just halfway through the hand, he stretched out another hand and grabbed him.

"No, let's just wait quietly. There is no need to urge. This is the rule of this temple." After grabbing Kirihaya, Renji lowered his voice and said to him.

Kirihaya wanted to ask something, but saw Renji shook his head at him, which also made him resist the curiosity in his heart.

After a while, I heard a trivial sound from inside, and it got closer and closer.

zhi, zhi

The wooden door was slowly pushed open by the people inside, and a teenager who was getting more and more fifteen or six years old came up with a hat on his head and his eyes widened. The clear eyes seemed to have never experienced the hustle and bustle of the city, and his gaze swept across the faces of the two of them, preferably on Renji's face, and he suddenly let go of his mind when he was a little wary.

"Donor Liu is here. It just so happens that the master is still there today. I am very happy to see you here." As he opened the door, he opened the door with a gentle smile and said to Renji.

"Thank you, little master."

Renji was not polite, and walked towards the temple, and yelled softly to Kirihaya behind him.

"Come along, Kirihaya."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Hearing Renji calling himself a little master, his heart was also joyful, and his movements became more swift, and he greeted the two of them and went in.

As I walked away, what was oncoming was a "Zen" set in a frame, and it was still drawn with the word ** stroke by stroke. There are many people in the island country who have deep feelings of love. This is even more true in this world. This is true of some great writers and Buddhist masters.

Perhaps with the influence of the Tang culture back then, the Buddhist Buddhism spread to the island country, and the Buddhism of the island country has a very strong feeling of self-government. One or two can be seen from the introduction of the Zen word.

The temple is not big. Under the leadership of the little monk, the two quickly reached the back door. The two followed each other closely, and soon came to the hall with a statue of Buddha in front, and a box of public virtue underneath. There is an incense burner on his table with unfinished incense sticks on it.

"Did Donor Liu come to see the master?" The young monk asked Renji kindly, staring at him and asked.

"I greeted Master Pu Yuan in advance, and you just tell him I'm here." Renji bowed slightly to the Buddha statue, and then replied to the young monk.

When the little monk disappeared in front of them, Kirihaya reacted at this time, "Senior, do you know them?"

"Well, I was here at the beginning." Renji didn't hide it. Last year, in an accidental situation, he was brought here by someone in his family. After that, in order to understand the entanglement of his traversers, he often ran here. After that, I gradually got acquainted with the people in the temple.

So in view of Kirihaya's situation, the first thing he thought of was to bring Kirihaya here.

"Uh!?" Kirihaya looked a little weird, and looked at Renji, who was expressionless, and suppressed the question in his heart.

This time, the waiting of the two did not last long, and soon an old man walked out of the back room. His clothing was an ordinary monk's robe. The older he was in his sixties, it was not like the monk who had a bald head over there. It is to keep short hair, standing on the side of the whole person, it gives people a kind of quiet and peaceful.

ps: In the real world, the Buddhism in Japan is very different from ours. They can get married and eat meat, just like Nanjiro in the temple in the original work. It is very free to compare, so don’t get entangled here. Now, here is an opportunity for the protagonist to improve himself! *

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