Quan Cai didn't find his master at first glance, and he was anxious, but because of the order, he had to guard Zhuo Nan and Zhuo Qing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAfter all, they are the noble daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and if something happens, I'm afraid that even the five princes will have to be attacked by the Prime Minister, not to mention that he is a minion.

Hearing Zhuo Ran's speculation, he knew that it was impossible for the Fifth Prince and Jing Rong to enter the temple in advance, but he held on to his hope and deceived himself, "Two young ladies, then let's go in quickly." ”

Quancai's anxious head led the way, and Zhuo Ran led Banxia to follow closely.

Xin Yi saw that Zhuo Nan was still standing still, and called softly, "Miss." ”

Zhuo Nan didn't answer, but raised his heel.

When you enter the gate of the temple, there is a huge courtyard. On the right is a huge incense burner, filled with burning incense.

The aroma was too strong, which made Zhuo Nan's nose with a keen sense of smell a little uncomfortable.

In front of the public, pilgrims come and go, covering their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, which is really inappropriate.

Zhuo Nan could only hold his breath as much as possible, and he could take one less breath, just one less breath, and gradually he could adapt to the rich smell of incense that filled the temple everywhere.

In the midst of the crowds, most of them are female pilgrims, and men are rarely seen. Even so, Xin Yi stood by Zhuo Nan's side, trying to protect her as much as possible so that no one else might bump into her.

The master and servant entered the temple, and at a glance saw that in the middle of the hall, there was a statue of Guanyin four or five meters high and holding a jade bottle. The demeanor is solemn and graceful, wearing a crown and a heavenly robe, which is sacred and shocking to the world.

On the offering table in front of the statue of Kannon, the freshest melons and fruits are enshrined.

Three futons are placed on the ground, and each of the pilgrims who come and go will come forward, take three lit incense sticks from the hands of the little nuns standing on both sides, kneel in front of the Bodhisattva statue and bow down sincerely and make a wish.

After getting up, the little nun stepped forward and inserted three sticks of incense in front of the Bodhisattva's incense burner.

Zhuo Nan glanced left and right, but he didn't find Zhuo Ran's figure, and he didn't see Quancai!

Xin Yi stepped forward, took the three incense sticks lit from the little nun's hand, and handed them to Zhuo Nan.

Zhuo Nan took the incense to sincerely bow to the Bodhisattva, closed a pair of peach blossom eyes, and silently recited in her heart; the little woman sincerely thanked the Bodhisattva, thanked God, and gave me a chance to be reborn. Regardless of whether the ending can be reversed or not, there is no resentment in the little woman's heart.

Opening her eyes and standing up, the little nun automatically stepped forward to take incense and insert it on the incense burner.

Zhuo Nan stared at the Bodhisattva's solemn treasure and lightly opened his red lips, "Xin Yi, donate sesame oil money." ”

"Yes. Xin Yi stepped forward, took out a silver ticket directly from his cuff, and stuffed it into the merit box on the side.

The little nun who was standing quietly on both sides of the Bodhisattva saw that Zhuo Nan actually donated a silver ticket, and her eyes immediately showed joy.

One of them took the initiative to step forward and said, "Donor, now the back mountain is a chrysanthemum feast, you can go and have a look." ”

Zhuo Nan smiled slightly. "I'll go, but before that, I want to meet the master of your temple called Jinglian. ”

"Jinglian?" the little nun looked stunned.

Another nun approached. "I know the master she said, I will take this benefactor with me, and you will continue to stay here. ”

Zhuo Nan took Xin Yi and followed the little nun through the main hall, out of the backyard, and continued to walk forward.

The more they walked, the more desolate they became, and gradually, the pilgrims disappeared.

The flat stone road turned into a mud road that was stepped on artificially, and the road became more and more rugged, and it became farther and farther away from Renwakaji Temple.

The more Zhuo Nan walked, the tighter his brows tightened.

I climbed a small hill, and when I walked downhill, a small tiled house appeared on the small peak in front of me.

The little nun's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she turned back to Zhuo Nan and said, "Master Jinglian, who the donkey is going to see, lives in the small tiled house in front. ”

Zhuo Nan stared at the little nun with a sharp gaze like a knife, his tone was flat, but he was strong. "You just let her live in such a remote barren mountain and wilderness from the temple to practice?"

The little nun was instantly shocked by the momentum that erupted on Zhuo Nan's body, and lowered her head timidly and said, "This is the presiding officer's arrangement." He turned around and hurried away.

Zhuo Nan didn't look at the back of the little nun leaving, and looked straight at the lonely small tiled house erected in the barren mountains and mountains in front of him. The sharp gaze followed her blink, restrained, and turned into a sigh.

It must be that the emperor is angry, Zoya did not give the three princes a funeral, and specially explained the host of Lianruo Temple to let Zoya live alone in this place.

She can imagine that the noble girl who used to stretch out her hands for clothes and open her mouth for food must now do it herself no matter what she does, and her life must be hard and poor.

Seeing that Zhuo Nan was stagnant, Xin Yi looked at the small tiled house on the hill in front of him and sighed, and admonished, "Miss, the slave maid thinks that it is good that Miss Ya has regained her life and is free. ”

Zhuo Nan smiled when he heard this, raised his feet and continued to move forward, Xin Yi followed closely behind.

The small tiled house also has a courtyard made of a fence with an open door.

Zhuo Nan didn't scream and walked in directly.

Standing in the courtyard, Zhuo Nan glanced at it casually.

On the left side of the courtyard are two bamboo poles, three meters apart, and a smooth bamboo pole in the middle, which is used to dry clothes on weekdays.

On the right, there is a field of golden chrysanthemums, which is very beautiful.

Zhuo Nan hooked his lips and smiled. There is also an interest in planting flowers, it seems that she is doing well, not as bitter as she imagined.

I walked through the courtyard and entered the gate, and stood in the hall, but found that it was quiet.

Zhuo Nan pricked up his ears, listened, and found that there was no one in the house. In the backyard, there seems to be the sound of running water.

Xin Yi followed and walked in, found that there was no one in the hall, and saluted Zhuo Nan, "Miss, go and see if there is anyone in the room." ”

Zhuo Nan watched Xin Yi check the other rooms, knowing that there was no one and did not stop him. Even Xin Yi wasn't sure if there was anyone in the house, and if she told Xin Yi directly that there was no one in the house, it would be tantamount to exposing herself.

She didn't even tell Jing Rong, and it was impossible for her to believe Xin Yi.

"Miss, the slave has checked, and there is no one in several rooms. Xin Yi walked in front of Zhuo Nan and replied truthfully.

Zhuo Nan glanced at the humble hall. A bodhisattva is offered on the platform, and incense is burning in the incense burner.

On the left, there is an old wooden table against the wall, on which is a vase with a missing mouth, and in it is inserted wildflowers that can be found everywhere in the mountains. There is only one bench underneath.

The wind from the mountains blew in through the gate, and the whole hall seemed empty and cold.

Zhuo Nan walked to the only bench and sat down.

Suddenly, his body was crooked, and he sat on the ground with his ass!

Xin Yi saw it and ran over. "Miss, did you fall in pain?" quickly grabbed Zhuo Nan and patted her with the dust on her body.

Zhuo Nan turned around and looked at the bench that caused her to fall, only to find that the bench, which should have four legs, was missing a foot!

If she sat down carefully, she would naturally be fine, but she didn't pay attention and fell hard!