The woman was held up by the man behind her, and her face was pale and she turned to look. I saw a beautiful girl of fourteen or fifteen years old standing behind her, looking at her with a concerned face.

"Madame, are you unwell? Why don't you take a break? The girl asked softly.

The middle-aged woman shook her head, smiled weakly, thanked her softly, and then lowered her head and picked up the basket on the ground and walked towards the little novice, and when she reached the little novice, she took out a piece of silver from the basket and handed it over.

When the beautiful girl saw that the woman was still able to walk, she withdrew her gaze, took a few burning incense sticks from the handmaid beside her, and prayed silently to the Buddha statue.

The young man outside the hall had already swept to the door of the hall, and when he saw this scene, he slowed down, and only stepped into the main hall, pretending to be pilgrims, standing in a corner of the hall and looking at the temple wall.

The little novice took out the merit book and motioned for the woman to write down her surname, she pondered for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote down three words, and then slowly walked out of the hall as she had come.

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"Does it matter, ma'am?" When the middle-aged beautiful woman saw the woman fall to the ground, she hurriedly motioned to the maid next to her to help the woman up, and asked with concern.

When the beautiful maiden had finished bowing to the Buddha statue at this time, she stood up, and when she heard the sound, she immediately turned her head, and because she was closer, she walked to the woman's side in a few steps, and also helped the woman.

The woman was supported by the left and right people and reluctantly stood up, relieved herself, shook her head lightly, and said, "It's okay." ”

The beautiful girl saw that the woman's face was very pale and she was still strong herself, so she said softly, "The little woman's family is quite familiar with the master in this temple, why don't I help Mrs. go to the backyard to rest for a while, and then make plans?" ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman also said on the side, "This is very good, Mrs. Guan's face seems to be quite unwell, it is better to go and rest for a while and then go back, it is appropriate." ”

The woman looked at the girl gratefully, but felt that she was weak and dizzy, and in desperation she nodded to the beautiful girl, and the girl and her maidservant helped the woman to the backyard of the temple.

The woman passed by the young man standing in the corner of the temple and shook her head at him, and the young man who pretended to look at the wall of the temple lowered his hand to help him, and quietly withdrew behind them, and followed him towards the backyard.

A few people walked out of the temple gate, and a long man in white clothes walked not far away, the woman's face became more and more pale at the sight, and she lowered her head slightly almost invisibly, and walked slowly forward by leaning on the beautiful girl.

The man in white was quite a gentleman, and when he saw the three women coming, he hurriedly turned his head to the side, and let them go first, and after the three of them walked by, Fang raised his legs and continued to walk towards the main hall of the temple. After walking a few steps, his eyes changed slightly, as if he remembered something, and then turned to look at the backs of the three people suspiciously. At this pause, the young man in the front hall had also quietly dodged away from the other side.

"Young Master." The maidservant of the middle-aged beautiful woman in the hall called him softly, and beckoned to the man in white, who hurriedly turned around and nodded, and quickened his pace into the hall.

"Guang'er, come here to offer incense and kowtow, may the Buddha bless your father and brother in heaven." The middle-aged beautiful woman looked kindly at the man in white. The man in white replied in a low voice.

After the incense was finished, the middle-aged beautiful woman grabbed her son and whispered to tell her about the collision with someone, saying that she wanted to go to the backyard to visit the woman who was hit. The man in white nodded, his heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly walked to the little novice, took out the money and threw it into the merit box, and then wrote his mother's surname in the merit book, but his eyes swept to the name of the person who donated merit in front of him.

The young man who had followed the woman's footsteps before, and then quietly avoided the man in white, first regretted that he did not insist on taking the maidservant with him when he went out today, otherwise he would not have let his aunt be taken care of by others at this time. I secretly complained in my heart, this is a thousand calculations, thousands of dodges, I can actually meet the plague god here, I can only secretly sigh that God is too good at arranging all kinds of coincidences. He lowered his head and thought about it, stopped walking towards the clean room in the backyard, and swept towards the back door of the temple instead.

In the clean room, the woman sat on the chair, took the hot tea, took a few sips, felt much more comfortable, and thanked the beautiful girl, "Thank you little lady, I don't know the little lady's surname?" ”

The beautiful girl saw that although this woman was silent, but her bearing was dignified and generous, and her every move revealed a good upbringing, she was secretly thinking in her heart that she didn't know which family's lady it was, and when she heard the woman thanking her, she smiled and shook her head, "The little woman's surname is Cao, and I don't dare to do anything to thank her, but I just show my hands, and Mrs. must not be worried." ”

And the woman saw that although this beautiful girl was not very old, her gestures were a down-and-out and generous appearance, and her tone of voice was gentle and decent, and she suddenly had a good impression of this girl, and said softly, "The old body Zhao Li has been bothering Cao Xiaoniang for a long time, and now the old body is better, so I will leave and go back, so I will not delay Cao Xiaoniang much." ”

This Zhao Li saw the man in white before, and his heart was faintly uneasy, and he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

The girl surnamed Cao heard Zhao Li's farewell, looked at her complexion carefully, and her complexion was indeed much better, and her face was not as pale as before, so she got up with peace of mind and accompanied Zhao Li out of the clean room, wanting to send her to the back door of the temple.

From the clean room to the back gate of Tianqing Temple, you must pass through a hexagonal, nine-storey, 240-foot-high giant pagoda, called Fan Pagoda. Because Bianliang is located in the plain, surrounded by a horse and a flat river, it is not easy to get a high place. And the tower is built on top of the platform, which is majestic and magnificent.

Before the three of Zhao and Li reached the famous pagoda of Bianliang, they heard a crisp woman's voice from behind, "Wait a moment for that lady in front." Then came the sound of small footsteps.

Zhao Li stopped and looked, but it was the maidservant of the middle-aged beautiful woman who collided in the hall before. The maid stopped in front of them panting, gasped a few times, evened out her breath and said, "This lady, my old lady, please wait a moment." ”

Zhao Li looked behind him, only to see that the man in white was already walking towards the three of them with the middle-aged beautiful woman in Shicai, Zhao Li's face changed slightly, but he still suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, thinking that if he was in a hurry to leave at this time, he was afraid that it would arouse the suspicion of the man in white even more.

During this hesitation, the man in white had already walked up to the three of them, bowed down and said, "Under Liu Congguang, dare to ask Mrs. Li's maiden family?" And the husband's family is surnamed Zhao? ”

Zhao Li nodded lightly and asked, "The old body is indeed Zhao Li's, but I don't know what the son has to say?" ”

Liu Congguang, a man in white, smiled and said, "My aunt has a lot of similarities with Mrs. Li, she has been looking for many years but has not found it, and now she misses this old man very much, I wonder if I can take the liberty of asking Mrs. to move to the house and see my aunt in the next place?" ”

Zhao Li shook his head and said, "The old man came to Bianliang to seek refuge with relatives, and he has never had any old people here, so I'm afraid that the son has recognized the wrong person." ”

Liu Congguang said, "I don't dare to pretend to recognize the deceased in the next place, but my aunt misses the old man and becomes ill, so she boldly bothers Mrs. to visit her. ”

The woman surnamed Cao saw that Zhao Li's expression changed slightly, and she seemed to be eager to get rid of this man, so she suddenly started to help this lady. She gently shook Zhao Li's arm, and still said softly, "This son, Mrs. Li is a distant aunt of the little woman, and she does not have any ancestors in Bianliang. If there is nothing to do on weekdays, I can go with my son to visit Aunt Ling, but my aunt is really unwell today, I am afraid that it is an old disease, and I urgently need to go back to the house to extend medical treatment at this time, so why don't he go with my son again in the future? ”

Liu Congguang saw that the woman surnamed Cao said that Zhao Li was his distant aunt, and he was a little suspicious in his heart, and asked, "The little lady is a person from Bianliang?" But where is the house? ”

The woman surnamed Cao said calmly, "The little woman's father, Cao Xi." ”

After hearing this, Liu Congguang hurriedly asked, "Ling Zun is Lord Cao, a member of Shang Shuyu's department?" Ling's grandfather was Lord Cao Bin, the king of Zhou Wuhui when he was Taizu? ”