"It's superfluous for Childe to ask for directions like this, right? If you want to go to the Temple of Light, follow the direction of this crowd, won't you just get there? Before Jia Luo could speak, Qing'er, who came later, unceremoniously dismissed her happy face from behind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Qing'er walked in front of Xing, she found that it was such a beautiful son-in-law, but she was also stunned, and immediately regretted Fang Cai's rudeness, Qing'er looked at her happiness a few more times, and quietly said to Jia Luo: "The beauty of this son-in-law is no less than when the master was young!" ”

"Nonsense, when my father was young, you weren't born yet!" Garo glanced at Qing'er.

"The girl reminded me that I was negligent, thank you for the girl's advice!" He said goodbye happily and went in the direction of the flow of people.

The boy had just walked not far away, and then there were more than a dozen people dressed as black-clothed guards, galloping non-stop: "Childe, go slowly!" ”

"Where did this son come from?" Garo said to himself, seeing that he was followed by so many guards, they all looked like masters, and they must not be ordinary rich and noble families.

"Miss, don't blame the slave for talking too much, I think this Gao Gongzi must have deliberately accosted Miss!" Qing'er was a little confused: "The slave maid thinks that if this Gao Gongzi can participate in the young lady's competition and be selected as a husband, it would be good!" As for that Yang Jian, I can give it to Miss Four! ”

"Just your nonsense, see if I don't tear up this tongue-chewing little mouth of yours!" As Jia Luo spoke, he was about to reach out to break Qing'er's little face, but Qing'er couldn't dodge, and her face was pinched red by Jia Luo.

On the way to Guangming Temple, Qing'er kept chanting in Jia Luo's ear about the Gao Gongzi of Fang Cai, and Jia Luo was very tired of hearing it: "If you don't shut up, I'll go home, you go to find your handsome and handsome Gao Gongzi!" ”

Master Huiyuan opened the altar to chant and preach, and his mother, Mrs. Cui, was bound to come.

Mrs. Cui heard that Jia Luo came here to ask for a marriage, and knew that Jia Luo must have come for Yang Jian, and felt very ashamed of Jia Luo, so she lied that she was infected with the wind and cold, and she couldn't excuse it, so she recited and repented in front of the Buddha in the peach blossom nunnery.

Guangming Temple is crowded with people, but there is also a corner gate dedicated to receiving nobles, and the common people are not allowed to enter. When Garo came to this corner gate, a young novice came up and helped Garo to bring the horses to the stables. These novices will judge the identity of the owner according to the quality of the horse's breed and choose to raise forage for the horse.

This is not because there is also power in the temple, but because horses of different qualities naturally eat different forage when they are at home, and if good horses are fed inferior forage, the horses will naturally not want to eat it.

Jia Luo saw the big black horse of Happy Boy in the stable, but because he was not accustomed to the water and soil, he was unwilling to eat the forage fed by the little novice, which made the little novice very anxious. If the hospitality is not good, and some unreasonable sons and brothers are blamed, the little novice can't afford to be guilty.

"Let me see!" Garo pulled the little novice aside and patted the black horse's buttocks, and the horse glared at Garo with a sharp look, and almost bit Garo's arm with bared teeth, what a fierce horse! Just a brute, he dared to get along with Miss Ben like this.

"Maybe I don't like the forage you give me is not fresh enough, so let me go out and eat fresh!" Garo held back his anger and thought of a bad idea, so he went up to untie the reins of the black horse.

"Donor, I can't help it!" The little novice stepped forward to stop: "If the horse runs away, I can't afford to pay for it!" ”

"Little Master, don't be afraid! As for the owner of this black horse, I know it, and the horse is very familiar with me, so it won't get lost! The little novice was half convinced, and let Garo untie the reins, and the horse was unrestrained, and the horse was gone, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"Donor, look, I said I'd run! What can I do? Little Shami was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Jia Luo patted the little novice on the face: "You heard my sister say, this horse, you can come back when you are full." Don't worry! If the master asks, and you say that Duguxin's Seventh Miss let it go, they won't blame you! ”

Let's say, Jia Luo took Qing'er to the front yard, and the faint bell remembered that it was already noon, and the auspicious time had arrived, and Master Huiyuan was about to open the altar to chant.

This sea of people is not transparent, the weather is not hot, how can it withstand the crowding, they are all sweating. Although Jia Luo began to make up her mind to worship the Buddha, she was not interested in chanting the sutras because she had not yet completed a Buddhist scripture. After entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, I worshiped the Buddha casually, and then I wanted to ask for a lot.

Qing'er couldn't look past it: "Miss, you are so casual, not pious enough, the Buddha blames you, how can there be a good sign?" ”

"You little girl, you have to discipline your master? How do you know that I am not religious? Jia Luo ignored Qing'er, but took the sticker, shook it, and fell out of one.

Qing'er picked it up and looked at the signing in a daze for a long time.

"Do you understand?" Garo asked Qing'er.

Qing'er shook her head blankly.

"You can't read, what's the fuss about?" Jia Luo snatched the signature from Qing'er's hand and saw that it read "Sign up". The signature reads: "There is no cause and no cause, what do you want, the cause and effect of the cause and effect is true cultivation." I once asked him about the mountain road here, like fate and sorrow! ”

I don't understand what this is all about! I don't like this kind of tricky word the most, I didn't know it would have come! Garo threw the bamboo skewer and angrily wanted to go back.

Qing'er caught the bamboo stick and stopped Jia Luo: "Miss, why are you in a hurry?" Let's take it and let the master explain it, and you will naturally understand! ”

Qing'er pulled Jia Luo and came to the monk who was in charge of unsigning, and the monk gave a salute: "Two donors, but do you want to unsign?" ”

Qing'er handed the slip to the monk: "Please help Master solve it!" ”

The monk stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the two, that is, he was asking them to release the tip, where did Jia Luo understand this, and looked at the monk's shaking hand for a long time without understanding: "Master, do you have a disease with trembling hands?" ”

The monk was not happy: "If the donor does not do some good, how can the Buddha know whether you are pious or not?" ”

Okay, you are a monk, if you want benefits, you want benefits, why do you have to have a relationship with the Buddha in the car, whether Miss Ben is religious, how much money do you think you have? It seems that you bald man doesn't know Miss Ben's temperament!

"Miss, Miss, you are here to ask for marriage today, isn't it in vain to go back empty-handed for no reason?" Qing'er pulled Jia Luo and refused to leave, "Isn't it just a few coins of silver, just give it!" ”

"Okay, bring me all the money you have!"

Qing'er gave all the scattered silver to Jialuo, and Jialuo went out of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, found one or two beggars who came to listen to the chanting, and then gave alms, and returned to the monk: "The Buddha always said that he wanted to purify all sentient beings, and I gave them all the money, is it considered piety?" (To be continued.) )