Chapter 218

Cui Ning and Wei Qian silently lowered their eyes and looked at their fingers, but they didn't make a sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cui Guan didn't care, just stared at a pair of bright eyes, and sat opposite the two of them with his hands crossed.

Outside of business, Wei Qian is not the kind of person who will take the initiative to find a topic, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable at this time, but Cui Ning was not so energetic, and the strange silence in the carriage made her feel like she was on pins and needles.

Cui Kuang watched her move around, getting closer and closer to Wei Qian, and couldn't help but say, "There is a needle on the cushion?"

Cui Ning squinted her eyes and puffed out her cheeks, "What's more, I think the whole carriage is full of needles." ”

"Hmph, you can't stop the meeting!" Cui Kuang said countless mean words, but considering that this was in front of her fiancé, he still saved some face for everyone.

He owes his mouth, but he is not the kind of person who talks nonsense regardless of the occasion, on the contrary, he knows how to judge the situation.

Because of the wisdom is very early, the mind is old, he likes to get along with people who are much older than him when he was young, at first when he was secretly ridiculed, he had spent a lot of effort to observe words and feelings, and grew up rapidly in the groping, that feeling of being old has gradually become natural, and has become his unique bearing, no longer two years ago, always like a child stealing adult clothes.

It already has the taste of early summer, and the green grass near the Hanging Temple is in full bloom, and even the warm mountain breeze carries a faint fragrance of flowers and plants.

The last time Cui Ning came, it was still a little deserted, but today it is full of tourists, the foot of the mountain is bustling, and there are many stalls selling gadgets on both sides of the road!

"It's so lively!" Cui Ning sighed.

Wei Qian naturally stretched out his hand to help her straighten her clothes, "In two days, it will be the Buddha Bathing Festival, and it will be more lively at that time." ”

On the May 15th Buddha Bathing Festival, hundreds of thousands of vendors will gather under the hanging temple, and you can see the grand occasion of 10,000 people bathing in the Buddha.

There are still two days before the Buddha Bathing Festival, and there are already many vendors gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the stalls have been occupied in advance. Cui Ning was attracted by the sight of most of the attention, and soon put away the girl's ignorance and happily strolled.

Cui Guan tugged at the corners of his mouth and muttered, "I was worried about her because I was full!"

Wei Qian couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this.

The two of them made a mistake, Cui Ning had already bought a few flower cakes for Qingxin Qinglu to share with everyone, and he sighed while nibbling on the cakes, "No wonder my master always likes to remember the Dao Festival a hundred years ago." ”

Cui Kuang and Wei Qian both knew about her situation, so it was not surprising that she would be so emotional.

A hundred years ago, when Taoism was flourishing, there would be similar scenes near Taoist temples during various festivals, but in fact, it was far from such a grand scene in front of us. In the early Tang Dynasty, although the royal family recognized Li Er as the ancestor and supported the development of Taoism, the emperors of all dynasties were not so fond of cultivation, and there was no one like today's saints who cultivated the Buddha and built a temple tomorrow, although there was no "four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings were in the smoke and rain", but it was not far away, and there were dozens of temples of all sizes in the suburbs of Beijing.

The Hanging Temple is famous for its scenery, so every time it comes to the Buddha Bathing Festival, even people who do not believe in Buddhism choose to visit here. The Huguo Temple is much more solemn, and the saint will also visit the Buddha every year.

Cui Ning regretted in her heart that Chen Yuan couldn't come out to shop in person, so she went up the mountain after a bunch of things.

The strange thing is that the further you go up the stairs, the more tourists gather, even Wei Qian feels strange, these people don't go to play, what are they doing here?

The group finally squeezed to the stairs, only to find that the top of the long stairs had been cleared, and on both sides stood the Royal Forest Army with long knives.

Wei Qian took Cui Ning to a less crowded place, and he went over to inquire about the situation.

There is almost no intersection between the Imperial Forest Army and the Supervision Division, one is the Holy Guard, the other is the Saint's hand, and if they meet outside, they will sell each other's face, and today's matter is not confidential, so Wei Qian easily inquired about the situation.

It's hard to say whether this news is good or bad.

"The Holy Lord summoned Chen Yuan. Wei Qian said.

"What, then ......" Cui Ning said hurriedly, "Will Si Yanling's case affect him before?"

Wei Qian's first debriefing tried his best to weaken Chen Yuan's sense of existence, and emphasized the facts of the case, he calculated that the Buddha Bathing Festival was coming, so he deliberately delayed the sorted out file for a day before handing it over, originally according to his speculation, even if the saint immediately read the dossier and was a little curious about Chen Yuan, he should not choose to summon it the day before the Buddha Bathing Festival, and the saint has a lot of opportunities, and most of these small things will be forgotten in a few days.

Si Yanling was born in Taoism, and so was Chen Yuan, Wei Qian had to think more about whether someone did it deliberately.

"It's been so long since the case, and the Holy One won't turn over old accounts. Wei Qian comforted her, "Even if you think about it seriously, Chen Yuanben has no guilt." ”

Cui Ning listened to him, and his originally flustered heart quickly calmed down.

After a moment or so, a figure could be seen slowly descending down the stairs.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the golden morning light passed through the canopy of the trees, leaking into patches and bundles, and falling a little spot of light on the mossy stone steps.

The light seemed to be soaked in mist in the air, and a soft halo shrouded the white clothes. He was holding a plain umbrella, dressed in white and with white hair, his eyes were covered with black veil, and his skin was better than snow, like an elf coming out of the mountains in the early morning.

As he got closer and closer, everyone saw his face more and more, his long white hair was half-folded, and he was behind him, and his lips were pale under the tip of his nose, like the apricot blossoms in full bloom in March, pink and fragile. The crowd unconsciously held their breath, and there was silence around them, as if they were afraid of alarming the person by making the slightest sound.

Chen Yuan was surrounded by so many people, and his heart was flustered, but he was able to see through the mysteries since he was a child, and he naturally looked at things beyond all living beings, so that he could still maintain a normal posture at the moment.

He stepped down the last staircase, his eyes hidden behind the black veil moved slightly, and he saw Cui Ning, and he couldn't help but pause at the moment.

Cui said silently with his mouth: Don't be afraid.

Chen Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, he was afraid that he would run to her in a panic if he stayed for a while, so without waiting for the guard next to him to urge, he pulled his wide sleeves and got into the carriage.

As the carriage traveled far away, the surroundings seemed to be suddenly unsealed, and people began to discuss, many people said that Chen Yuan was a monster suppressed by Buddhism, and some people mentioned Si Yanling back then.

Ordinary people don't know about Si Yanling's case, and in the hearts of many people, he is still a god-like existence.

The saint will not kill people indiscriminately, but rumors can kill people, if Chen Yuan's existence is made public, and he is not accepted by the world, he will definitely not live long! Cui Ning listened to the public opinion, which was not too bad, and his heart was much more stable.

Chen Yuan was taken away, and she was in no mood to go shopping anymore, "Let's go back quickly." ”

She wanted to go back to find her grandfather as soon as possible and ask him to inquire about Chen Yuan's entry into the palace.

Wei Qian also thought the same, "Don't worry, you take the car back to the house, I'll inquire first, and I'll hear back to you in the evening at the latest, obediently, don't run around." ”

"Good. Cui Ning nodded.

Several people hurried back.

This was the first time Cui Yuan had seen Chen Yuan, and he was surprised in his heart, "You brought me here to see him?" )