Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"Well, Xian'er, my father believes in you, but you must remember to do a good job of dealing with the aftermath, erase everything, and don't leave anyone with any opportunity to take advantage of!"

"Yes!"

"How many people in Chang'an City are looking forward to his death, since they want to get rid of him, then none of these deserved benefits can be left behind! After you succeed, you take Su Qianruo into the palace to see King Ning. How bold a person is, how productive he can be, Xian'er, don't keep your mouth shut! ”

Do you want benefits?

Song Xian was confused for a moment, "Father, is this Su Qianruo really so important?" If I ask for an official who is the commander-in-chief of Yulinwei, will he give it? ”

The sound of flipping through the book sounded, and the man behind Fengdu Zhi paused for a moment, and then reprimanded with hatred: "I don't have the ability to see it!" You just want a prince to be the king, and he dares not to give it? ”

Song Xian was stunned, "This young lady surnamed Su is so important, father... I haven't married yet! ”

The pages of the book were twisted, "You think so if you think about your life, if you want to continue to live, you should do what you should do, the hour is not early, and it is time to go and sweep the net." ”

Song Xian seemed to have an understanding, turned around and quickly walked out of the study.

"Come on, prepare the horse, enter the palace!"

**

Su Qianruo walked along the path of the back mountain through a shallow grass, and finally returned to the front of the thousand-armed and thousand-eyed Buddha Hall of Daxiangguo Temple at dusk.

It was cold in front of the temple, and there was no one in it.

But the big incense burner that entered the hall was full of incense candles that were still burning, and there were many things scattered on the ground that had not had time to light them.

Su Qianruo felt a little strange. But here she was, tired and hungry. So he still picked up a pillar of incense and went to worship.

The Buddha with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes is a female Buddha, about two feet high and three feet high. The whole body is gilded. From all sides of its body stretched out eight rows of hands of various postures, each with an eye in the palm of each hand, for a total of one thousand and forty-eight hands, one thousand and forty-eight eyes.

The Buddha statue is solemn, but the face is slightly immature, and a pair of phoenix eyes have infinite compassion in them, looking at Su Qianruo with pity.

When she was a child, she was included in the stories her father told her. said that those hands on her body were Buddha's hands, and those eyes were dragon's eyes. In order to purify sentient beings through the mortal tribulations, she gave up one hand and one eye, and after she became a Dharma body, she had the mercy of the Buddha of the West Heaven and ordered the Xuan Bird to come to the court, and each bird with a Buddha hand or a dragon eye threw it towards her Dharma body, so she had a Dharma body with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes.

Father, I am seventeen. Are you okay with your mother underground?

Su Qianruo leaned on the sandalwood platform and slowly sat down to rest, and the little beast on his shoulder suddenly sneezed loudly.

"What? Let you wrap your silk handkerchief, if you don't like to tear it with your claws, I'll let you walk naked against the autumn wind. Hmph, did you get a cold? What's not easy to learn, I like to learn businessman Moyun likes bare farts..."

The unfinished words choked back into his throat. Since he became a little beast, Su Qianruo has become closer to him. When he was a pretty boy, she thought he was particularly clingy and annoying. The farther away you avoid, the better. Even if he had saved her later, he would not have let it occupy her shoulders like this, and get along with him like a friend.

became a beast, and he was extremely helpless, originally just sneering at Su Qianruo's appearance of seeking Buddha, but it turned into a sneeze.

I told her a long time ago that it is better to seek Buddha than to seek oneself, and a good god does not ask, but has to ask for those mud tires, which are stubborn and ineffective.

After resting for a while, Su Qianruo walked along the mountain road to the temple below, and found that she was lost as she walked, she walked back again, wanting to find someone to ask for the next way.

As a result, I walked more than a dozen halls in a row and didn't see anyone, so I muttered a little in my heart. It's not the first time she has come to Daxiangguo Temple, don't say it's dusk, even at night, there are a lot of pilgrims who stay here, even if there is no pilgrim, the monks in the temple should not have seen a single one.

Unless this Great Xiangguo Temple has to be completely slaughtered, how can there be no one?

Stand still, close your eyes, concentrate, listen.

Finally, in the backyard, I heard the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of someone cursing in a low voice.

Su Qianruo mentioned the heart of his throat and eyes, and put it back safely. She herself had encountered a tragic thing, but she didn't want the entire Daxiangguo Temple to really be slaughtered with a knife as she had guessed before.

Listening to his breathing all the way, he walked up the mountain for nearly half an hour, and the sky was a little gray, and Su Qianruo arrived at the empty mountain in the backyard.

This large Xiangguo Temple is built on the mountain, and the backyard is halfway up the mountain. Across the ridge of one person, when I looked at it, the black pressure was full of human heads, and there was a bald monk on the periphery of the crowd.

Is there a judgment meeting?

Su Qianruo covered his face with his sleeves, and quietly approached a girl dressed in purple in the last row under the eaves of the last Heavenly King Palace.

With Su Qianruo's height, standing in the gutter, he stretched out his hand just enough to touch the girl's feet and neck. Touching the girl's foot and neck across the ridge, the girl lowered her head and looked at it, and suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched her foot, and immediately screamed in fright, "The ghost touches my feet, the ghost touches my feet." ”

Su Qianruo was also so frightened that she withdrew her hand, bounced twice vigorously, and tried her best to let the girl see her face, "It's not a ghost, it's a human, I touched you to ask you why these monks locked you up here?" ”

The purple-clothed girl stepped back, half-squatted down and looked sideways at the bottom of the ridge, and after confirming that Su Qianruo was still dragging a long figure behind her, she stroked her chest and said angrily: "You are really, almost scared to death!" The Great Xiangguo Temple seems to have lost a person, the officers and soldiers are looking for the temple, and we, the pilgrims, cannot leave, so we have to wait for questioning. The leading military master was fierce and vicious, saying that he couldn't find anyone, and none of us could leave Daxiangguo Temple. ”

"I see, I still want to find someone to lead the way down the mountain, but everyone is trapped here and can't go anywhere, so I'd better find a place where I know the way to finish the unfinished business first." Su Qianruo thought that the bodies of Feiping and Huayu were still in that small courtyard and no one collected them, although she had said that it might have become a ruin, and she would definitely not be able to pick up the corpses buried there, so she would go back to the house first and then find some more people to do it, but she still wanted to go and see, after all, she was a maid who grew up with her.

Even if you can't pick it up, it's better to go and say it individually.

They all died because of her, and they were still fresh and beautiful before they went out, but they worked for a day, and the stool was right and wrong, separated by yin and yang.

The girl who accompanied her was killed, and the old servant who accompanied her was also buried by her, leaving only some unfamiliar guards waiting outside the mountain temple.

On this day, she really thought it was a dream.

After walking for a few distances, she suddenly felt a little fluttering on her shoulders, and when she looked sideways, it was empty!

After stopping and thinking for a while, Su Qianruo stroked his palms and shouted in frustration: "It's bad, I must have shaken it off when I jumped in the eaves of the Heavenly King's Hall just now." ”

PS.5.15 "Starting Point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters! (To be continued.) )