Very early, Su Sanyuan had already dressed up in disguise and left Su's house alone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Bai Cheng'an stood at the end of the alley outside Su's house as promised. Tall body, white-clothed Shengxue, his eyes were very deep, looking at her quietly, with more indifference deposited over the years, "What you are dressed up today is a bit ordinary." ”

Su Sanyuan pulled her lips and smiled.

Dressed as a man, coupled with a little pale skin, he looks a little scholarly.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, and many people in the alley were talking about Zhang Qixiu's marriage.

I can vaguely hear that Zhang Qixiu married a wife named Li Guixin, the most spoiled young daughter of the Korean prince Li Shanchang. It is rumored that she is as beautiful as a fairy.

Su Sanyuan felt that her heart was not as uncomfortable as she imagined, "Bai Chengan, do you think that Li Guixin is really that beautiful?"

"I don't know."

"Then you are a killer, and there is so much news circulating in your White-clothed Sect, haven't you heard about Li Guixin?" Su Sanyuan asked.

“……”

Bai Chengan looked at Su Sanyuan, "If you want to know, I'll ask Yunhe to send you a portrait later." ”

Su Sanyuan quieted down and stopped talking.

There is still some distance from Zhang's mansion, and the atmosphere of Zhang Qixiu's marriage has infected people all the way here.

When they arrived, the sound of cannon music could be heard in the distance, and a few cheers could be heard from time to time. At this time, the road ahead was already crowded with many people, and from the cracks, you could see a red robe, and the tall Zhang Qixiu led Jiaoying into Zhang's mansion, and the shadow covered Zhang Qixiu's side face, making it impossible to see his expression at that time.

Su Sanyuan suddenly became sad, tears did not prevent it, and they flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"Do you like Zhang Qixiu very much?" Bai Chengan asked, staring at the big tears that slipped down Su Sanyuan's face without blinking. Su Miao never cried, but Bai Cheng'an found out that a girl crying could make him inexplicably uncomfortable.

The closer he got to Su Sanyuan, the more a sense of danger approached him. Bai Chengan gradually found that he began to think more.

"No, my eyes are in the sand." Su Sanyuan rubbed her eyes, turned her face away, and another line of tears slipped down her face. Warm tears slid down the corners of her mouth, and she suddenly remembered that Zhang Qixiu kneaded her face with her fingers that year, and her smile was bright and dazzling, just like the warm sun that day, which melted her heart.

"Take you somewhere."

Bai Chengan's low, magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

Su Sanyuan turned around, and saw Bai Chengan stretching out his hand, pulling her hand, and striding back in the direction she came.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, their hurried pace gradually slowed down.

The surrounding lush trees, the wind blows, and the rustle.

In front of you sits an antique courtyard. The plaque is inscribed, South Temple.

Su Sanyuan looked at Bai Cheng'an with her head sideways, and before she could ask, the position on the side was empty, and Bai Cheng'an had already taken steps towards the South Temple.

"I often come here when I'm upset."

Bai Chengan's voice came from the front, faint, but with a kind of magic, which made people feel at ease instantly.

The south temple is not big, there are two main halls, which enshrine many treasures such as Lai, and the side hall enshrines Guanyin Bodhisattva. The presiding officer of the South Temple is a real cultivator, and he is full of treasures when he opens and closes his mouth. There are two little novices in the South Temple, about eight or nine years old, and later I learned that they were orphans picked up by Bai Cheng'an, and they were taken in by mercy, so that the two little novices could live a life of food and clothing.

The host didn't know that Bai Cheng'an was the leader of the white-clothed sect, a cult that was recognized by decent people in the rivers and lakes as doing all kinds of evil.

In this South Temple, Bai Cheng'an is just a very pious and ordinary believer.

Since entering the South Temple, the smile on Bai Cheng'an's face is very relaxed, the light of his eyes is faint, there is no sharp spirit in the past, the two novices are still at the age of playfulness, and they are very happy to smile when they see the appearance of the life-saving benefactor.

After the host learned that Bai Cheng'an brought Su Sanyuan to Nanshan Temple, he specially gave a lecture for Su Sanyuan.

Su Sanyuan followed behind the host, Bai Cheng'an was standing beside the two little novices, looking in her direction, with a faint smile, like a god with a solemn face.

Su Sanyuan retracted his gaze and heard the host in front of him speak, and the host said that Bai Cheng'an was a very devout believer and often paid money to support the South Temple, and the statue of Duobao Rulai in the temple was also invited by Bai Cheng'an......

The zen room was quiet.

He presided over the interpretation of the Dharma name and specialized in the Buddha number of many treasures.

Duobao Rulai is the Buddha of the Oriental Treasure Pure World. The Buddha statue has a very good meaning, the left hand gives wealth to the world, and the right hand gives food to hungry ghosts, which is held by many old ladies and young grandmothers who pray for good luck.

The host boiled a pot of water, poured the fragrant tea into the teacup in front of Su Sanyuan, and the heat was curling. Su Sanyuan was a little puzzled, and looked up at the host's explanation.

The presiding officer said compassionately, "Miss Su, take a closer look at the heat wafting from the cup of tea in front of you. ”

Su Sanyuan lowered her head, the heat on the teacup was ethereal, her fingers stretched over the heat, and there was a feeling of warmth and hot hands on her fingertips.

The host Shi Jie spoke, and there was a power in the host's voice, "Miss Su, the pain and troubles you are facing now are like the heat on this cup of tea, your hand feels hot when you reach over, and you can't drink it for a while if you want to, the only way is to wait, and when this cup of tea is cold, you can easily pick up the teacup and drink tea." ”

The host smiled, got up, and walked out, leaving a sentence of reciting the Buddha name of Duobao Rulai echoing in the meditation room.

"Do people take tea to cool?" Su Sanyuan murmured lowly.

Bai Cheng'an didn't know when he appeared in the meditation room, and his voice sounded in his ears, "Do you want to see Zhang Qixiu again?"

Su Sanyuan nodded, got up and walked in the direction of Bai Chengan.

When I went to the front of Zhangfu, the night was dark, and the people who had gathered in front of Zhangfu had already dispersed, scattered firecracker crumbs, beans and other auspicious things. The lantern at the gate of Zhang's mansion swayed in the wind, and the light flickered with the wind, but it didn't look like it was going to be extinguished.

The door was suddenly pulled open, and a figure came out of it.

Then, the two looked at each other head-on, and the people who came out inside were stunned, and Su Sanyuan outside was also stunned.

Zhang Qixiu frowned, and the drunkenness in his eyes did not dissipate, "Bai Cheng'an, why did you come to me?"

Su Sanyuan pulled her lips and smiled bitterly. The person who once said that he loved her the most ignored her at this time. Sadness suddenly raged in my heart. I heard Bai Chengan's voice on the side sounding lukewarmly, "Let's go, there's no need to stay and watch the excitement." ”

Zhang Qixiu raised his head and looked at Su Sanyuan very seriously, the feeling of déjà vu lingered in his mind, and the feeling of drunkenness made him have a splitting headache at this time.

After shaking a few steps under his feet, Zhang Qixiu fell to the ground tilted, and finally shouted in a low voice, "Yuming, wait for me ......"

Su Sanyuan suddenly felt very sad, and tears couldn't stop overflowing from both eye sockets and rolling down her cheeks. Seeing that Zhang Qixiu, who was almost integrated with the darkness, exuded loneliness, Su Sanyuan turned around and saw Bai Chengan looking at her. It was as if she was looking elsewhere through her.

"News from the Baiyi Sect ......" Bai Chengan's voice was suddenly very quiet, and for a moment it was quiet for Su Sanyuan, "Let's go, I'll send you back." He actually wanted to ask, the girl of the Su family had no contact with the outside world at all, how did she Su Sanyuan know Zhang Qixiu......

"Yes."

At night, Su Sanyuan woke up from nightmares several times, but she didn't know what she had dreamed of in the dream she was woken up from.