Chapter 8 Ancient Temples in the Mountains

"Appeal ......"

With a soft boo from the coachman, the carriage gradually stopped. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qing Yao slowly opened her eyes after feeling the staggering of her progress disappear.

"Is this the time?"

When the wind and the moon who were waiting by his side heard this, he immediately replied: "Not yet, but it's coming soon." ”

"Hmm. ”

When Qing Yao heard this, she responded lightly.

The original "Du Qingyao" has never left the Du family, and she doesn't know a lot of things, so now she is not worried that her ignorance will attract the attention of others.

The Du family has its own property here, and the inn where everyone is staying at the moment is exactly like this.

After glancing at the surrounding environment, Qing Yao followed the eldest lady into the inn with slightly narrowed eyes.

After having lunch, the group abandoned the car and took a sedan chair up the mountain.

After more than an hour of shaking, the group finally arrived at the destination of the trip, the ancient temple for blessing.

"Miss, please get off the sedan chair. ”

After Qing Yao heard the reminder of the wind, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the curtain that had been lifted in front of her.

When she slowly stepped out of the sedan chair, the rest of the people also walked down one after another.

It was only after moving her stiff limbs that she began to survey the environment. I saw that the position where everyone was a flat stone platform.

There are all kinds of small stalls here, and the pedestrians walking back and forth around are all men and women holding incense and candles.

As she looked up, a wide stone staircase came into view, and at the top, a majestic ancient temple stood impressively on the top of the mountain, and from a distance, it was connected.

"Let's go. ”

Du Sihai waved his hand and motioned for everyone behind him to follow.

When Qing Yao heard this, she followed step by step.

After climbing about a few hundred steps, everyone finally arrived at the gate of the ancient temple.

"Huhuhu......"

Among the people present, except for a few servants, everyone else looked out of breath. According to the rules of the ancient temple, in order to show respect, this section of the stone steps requires all those who come to burn incense and worship the Buddha on foot.

Qing Yao felt the exhaustion of her limbs, and sighed silently in her heart: "My body is too weak now, and I am tired after climbing the stone steps for a while......"

Xifeng hugged his own lady and waited for the other party to come to his senses.

After Qing Yao took a deep breath, she raised her eyes to look at the plaque above her head. I saw that the plaque that should be engraved with words was clean, not only did it not have a single word, but it did not even have a pattern.

Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Xifeng seemed to see her doubts, and whispered in her ear: "Miss, this ancient temple is hundreds of years old, but I heard that it was burned down once a hundred years ago. After the reconstruction, the hanging plaque has not been inscribed. ”

"Oh......"

When Qing Yao heard this, her eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a meaningful smile.

When the two were talking, Master Du over there had already spoken to the abbot here.

After glancing at the few people who were greeting over there, Qing Yao focused her attention on the building of the ancient temple.

"It looks ...... here"

She muttered silently in her heart, always feeling that there was a sense of disobedience here, but she couldn't find a reason.

At this moment when she was distracted, the discussion was over.

Several donors also invited them to the backyard to rest. ”

The presiding officer just now greeted everyone politely, and then summoned the two disciples on the side to guide them.

Qing Yao ignored the expressions of the other ladies at the moment, and followed without saying a word.

After arranging the accommodation, several people went to the courtyard where the old lady of the Du family was located.

The nameless ancient temple has always had pilgrims or passers-by come to stay overnight, because considering the actual situation, the place where the guests live is on the side hill, which just does not interfere with the daily life of the ancient temple.

After Qing Yao saw the house where she was temporarily staying, she began to draw a detailed route to leave in her mind, but because she was not familiar with this place, the route was not clear.

After everyone entered the old lady's courtyard, they all subconsciously kept quiet.

Just as a few people were hesitating whether to knock on the door, a soft call came from the door.

"Come in......"

"Squeak......" At this moment, the door also opened.

Qing Yao looked at the person who appeared behind the door, a flash of deep thought flashed in her eyes, and then she remembered who the person was.

This woman dressed in navy blue clothes and with a cold appearance is the second lady of the Du family who is rare to see in her memory, the mother of the second young master.

"Mother, we've come to see you. ”

In front of Mrs. Du, Du Sihai greeted him respectfully, without the anger he had before.

When Mrs. Du heard this, her fingers sliding the Buddha beads gradually stopped, and her eyes slowly opened. After slowly glancing at the people present, she seemed to explain her words, and murmured as if she was talking to herself: "I don't need anyone to see ...... here."

"Mother's ......"

Du Sihai shouted softly, looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Qing Yao glanced back and forth between the two people in the conversation without a trace, and then turned her gaze to the others on the side. At this time, except for the fourth lady Du Yuerou, the rest of the people looked very strange.

"Go back, all of you. ”

After raising her eyes to look at her son, Mrs. Du waved her arm lightly and closed her eyes a little tiredly.

"This ......"

Du Sihai frowned tightly and looked at Mrs. Du in embarrassment.

As soon as Qing Yao saw the demeanor of these people getting along, she knew that there must be some secret in it, but thinking of her current situation, she had no desire to explore this secret at all.

After hesitating for a while, Du Sihai sighed lightly and shook his head at the person behind him. Then, as if they had come, the crowd slowly walked out.

When Qing Yao was about to step out of the door, the deserted second lady suddenly whispered in her ear in an inaudible voice: "Sai Weng lost his horse, how do you know if it is a ......blessing or not."

Qing Yao's steps forwarded paused, and after Shengsheng resisted the desire to look back, she continued to move forward calmly.

After she had gone away, she glanced back at the closed door and sighed silently in her heart: "Maybe you are right, but what if even the man who lost the horse is changed?"

Thinking like this, a faint chuckle flashed in her eyes.

After the group left Mrs. Du's courtyard, they were all a little lacking in interest. Seeing this, Du Sihai waved his hand and asked everyone to act separately.

Seeing this, Qing Yao beckoned to the two maids beside her and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the eldest lady.

"Qingyao, you bring a few more people with you. After the eldest lady said this sentence hurriedly, she seemed to feel that something was wrong in her words, and hurriedly raised a concerned smile on her face and continued to explain: "After all, this is a deep mountain, and it is safer to bring two more people." ”

Qing Yao naturally knew that the other party was going to send someone to watch her, but she was not in a hurry to leave now, so she naturally didn't care if she was being monitored. Therefore, she did not refuse the eldest lady's proposal, but bent down slightly and answered softly.