"Hmm, it's been a long time, I wonder if there are any esteemed monks." Song Xiaodong asked.
"Mr. Song, you've asked the right person. In Fayuan Temple, there's a Master Zhihai, who's over 90 years old, and many high-ranking officials and wealthy people line up to see him." Wang Xinyi answered.
The two of them stepped through the mountain gate.
"Rich people's money is easy to deceive." Song Xiaodong said indifferently.
"I've met this Master Zhihai, he's quite a nice old man." Wang Xinyi said.
Inside the mountain gate, there is a meditation courtyard with a platform in the center, enshrining a four-faced Buddha, enclosed with glass. On both sides of the courtyard are reception rooms. Continuing forward, there are two towering giant trees, but their leaves have already fallen, leaving only bare trunks and twisted branches, giving the whole courtyard a solemn and desolate feel.
