He looked at Tuoba Hong with a smile on his face, and said sincerely: "Then Your Majesty really has to have fun!" This outside the palace is different from the palace! There's so much fun! ”

Hearing Tuoba Jing's words, Tuoba Hong became interested.

The teacup he brought to his lips suddenly stopped, and while raising his eyebrows, he asked half-incredulously, "Really?" ”

Although Tuoba Hong is out of the palace, he has not had a good time.

"Yes!"

Tuoba Jing nodded affirmatively.

"Then I'm really going to see it!"

Takubahiro smiled happily and slowly put down the teacup.

Hanging out? How can you miss this kind of good thing?

Hearing this good news, Feng Chuchu's eyes immediately lit up and he was full of energy.

"Then let's choose a day instead of hitting the day, let's go today! Anyway~ I'm done with it! Feng Chuchu looked at the two of them and said ecstatically.

Her heart was full of joy and anticipation.

Seeing Feng Chuchu so happy, Tuoba Jing just looked at it with a smile and didn't say anything.

Tuoba Hong didn't agree, how could he dare to be the first to agree?

"Good!"

Unable to stand Feng Chuchu's expectant eyes, Tuoba Hong responded with a smile.

For her happiness, he is willing to accompany her.

The three of them discussed it properly, and with their hugs, they hurriedly left the flower field.

Soon the four of them rushed to the city.

The city is full of traffic and the doors are like a city. The charming beauty wearing Luo Qi, the handsome young man in green shirt and white clothes, the white-haired Weng Yuan who is amused by her grandson, and the vendor who shouts loudly...... The streets are crowded with bustling people, as if there is a grand event, gathering in the streets and alleys.

The four of them traveled the street, played with the ferrule, entered the tailor shop, and then went to visit the Taimiao.

Entering the temple, there is a big Buddha in the temple. The Buddha sits cross-legged with a tall incense table in front of his legs. On the case, the smoke is curling, the incense is booming, the dried fruits and fresh fruits, and the tributes are complete.

One foot away from the Buddha's body, there are several yellow cushions neatly placed on the ground.

This is a place for pilgrims to bow down.

Feng Chuchu stepped forward, knelt on the mat, folded his hands, and prayed for the Buddha sincerely.

Tuoba Hong followed Feng Chuchu and knelt down.

He drew the scoop according to the gourd, and bowed up quite patiently.

Tuoba Jing and Bao Wei waited on the side.

"I beg the Bodhisattva to bless me, I hope that Chu Chu can find a Lang Jun who loves me and loves me in this life, and I can live this life happily with Chu Chu!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Chuchu began to kowtow.

Tuoba Hong and Tuoba Jing looked at Feng Chuchu gently, smiling without saying a word.

Perhaps, her wish can really come true.

After three bows, Feng Chuchu asked for a peace charm.

She carefully stuffed a small yellow peace charm into the new sachet she was carrying, and then, as if she had a heart, she walked out of the temple gate with a smile.

"Girl, let's do a hexagram!"

An old Taoist with a banner in his hand, with the inscription "One Yin and One Yang is the Tao, Lotte knows his fate and is not worried", suddenly crossed in front of Feng Chuchu.

This old Taoist has a long beard fluttering, crane hair and a childish face, bright eyes, a tall and strong waist, only a gray Taoist robe, and a pair of green mangs, but it still looks like a fairy wind and bones, quite charming.

It looks like it's a bit of a pound!

"How do you count this?" After looking at it, Feng Chuchu looked at the old Tao in front of him and asked with the mentality of trying.

Tuoba Hong and Tuoba Jing stopped to look and were also attracted.

What does she want to count?

The two coincided in their hearts.

"It depends on what the girl wants to do? Does the girl want to count the marriage or the future? Do you want to see the face or the words? Lao Dao stroked his long beard and said in a loud voice.

"Ugh! …… Let's take a look! I want to calculate my marriage, what will happen? ”

Regarding the problem of marriage, Feng Chuchu is worried.

"Then please write a random word in the old man's hand!"

Lao Dao nodded with a smile, and then stretched out his left hand.

Seeing Lao Dao's outstretched hand, Feng Chuchu looked left and right, looking suspicious.

"Handwritten?" After watching it for a long time, Feng Chuchu boldly speculated.

"Yes!" Lao Dao nodded with a smile again.

"Okay!" Feng Chuchu answered, then stretched out his jade finger and wrote it stroke by stroke in the palm of Lao Dao's hand.

"Fate!"

Feng Chuchu stopped his fingertips, and Lao Dao read it out.

"That's right! It's 'fate'! How to interpret this word? Feng Chuchu withdrew his jade hand and looked at Lao Dao seriously.

"Hmmm! ~ Silk threads are worn by hits, if they are not scattered! Girl, your marriage is in danger! ”

Lao Dao stroked his three-inch beard, and said meaningfully while pondering.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Lao Dao say that his marriage was in danger, Feng Chuchu couldn't help frowning and became nervous.

"The silk thread is destined to wear, and the 'silk thread' says that the girl is trapped by love recently, and if she is not scattered, it means that the girl and her sweetheart will have a dislike and cause conflicts. If ~ the girl and her sweetheart don't get along, then the two of you will become passers-by from now on, and you will miss it! The old man pointed to the sky, and after he finished speaking, his face couldn't help but feel sorry.

Sweetheart? Is it Brother Jing?

Feng Chuchu's face was solemn, and his heart was pounding. Her eyes wandered around, drifting, and her face was panicked and uneasy.

"So how do you solve this?" Feng Chuchu frowned and asked anxiously.

Lao Dao nodded thoughtfully and brushed his beard.

"Fate is not forced, everything is down, conform to nature, just follow your heart!"

The old words are intriguing.

"Don't force it? Bearish? ”

Feng Chuchu lowered his head and pondered carefully.

"What do you call the Dao Chief?" Tuoba Hong, who was standing on the side, saw that this old Taoist was quite standard, and said coldly.

"Laoshan Qinglian is also!" The old man's voice was long.

"Then you do the math for me, what will my future be?" Tuoba Hong was energetic and wanted to join in the fun.

"The noble man is joking!"

Lao Dao stroked his three-inch beard, and then replied meaningfully.

"Jokes?"

Tuoba Hong couldn't help frowning, feeling that the old words were inexplicable.

"The noble heaven is full, the earth is round, and the blessings are so big, how can I be considered an old Taoist?"

Lao Dao smiled lightly, stroked his beard, and became modest.

"It seems that the Taoist chief really has two hits!"

Hearing the sound of the old way, Tuoba Hong buried his head in silence, and only admired it secretly in his heart.

He can see who I am, and he can be so calm!

"However, Lao Dao still wants to remind the nobles!"

Tuoba Hong was admiring in his heart, but the old way suddenly changed his words, and his expression became solemn.

"The Taoist said!" Tuoba Hong raised his head and looked at Lao Dao seriously.

"Although the nobles have the blessing of Monkey King, this blessing is often sought in danger and is unstable. Blessings and misfortunes! The nobles must not be in the midst of blessings and do not know the blessings, and bury their blessings! Lao Daoming's eyes widened, and he looked at Tuoba Hong intently, and solemnly admonished. (To be continued.) )