By the time of March and a half, the small lotus in the lotus pond had shown its sharp corners, the weeping willows on the shore had drawn new branches, and the spring breeze warmed them, and Shen Qinrou and they were finally able to take off their thin jackets and put on a new thick spring skirt.

Today is the birthday of her and Shen Qinxin, and it is also the day of the Jiang family's sacrifice, their birthday is destined to be inappropriate, and each room and courtyard only gave some gifts intently. It's just that Mrs. Shen specially allowed them to go out of the house for a day, which was an unexpected joy.

The rickety carriage bumped the head a little dizzy, and in front of him was a dense forest that was inaccessible, Shen Qinrou raised his hand and lifted the curtain.

The sound of the mountain wind blowing the blue waves "rustling" is endless.

They and their group will go to Baohua Temple in the deep mountains to pay tribute to the Jiang family, and there must be a line every year, and they will go two or three times a year when Aunt Zhao is in charge.

"Look, Miss, there's a squirrel." Momoko pointed to a tall pine tree and smiled happily.

Shen Qinrou also looked in the direction of her finger, but there was no trace of her.

"Oops, ran away." Peaches was a little sorry.

The snow ball on the side shook its head and let out a long "meow".

Shen Qinrou patted its head, smoothed its hair twice, and then it lay down lazily again.

"Xuetuan, this guy has also learned to compete for favor." She didn't find it funny.

Aunt Zhao quietly looked at the two of them and a cat, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, for so many days, it was a rare time to be comfortable and happy.

"Miss, you see that little ruined temple is still there." Peaches found a small ruined temple with sharp eyes, and pointed as if she had seen something strange.

"Huh?" Shen Qinrou was a little puzzled, she didn't have much impression of the broken temple.

"You forgot, Miss, you also saved a person here and gave him medicine, and the man was wearing a mask at that time, which scared me half to death." Momoko reminds as she falls into her own memories.

"Really?" She had long forgotten about this, but the clearest thing in her memory was that every time she went back and forth to Baohua Temple, she was bumped and half dead in a carriage.

Aunt Zhao also nodded: "Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and Rourou will be rewarded." ”

Shen Qinrou smiled bitterly when she heard this, I hope so, she only saw the scourge for thousands of years.

With a "whoosh", two arrows broke through the wind and sank into the roof of the car.

"Ahh Peaches screamed, and the horses were frightened, and the carriage shook.

"Auntie" Bi'e, who was sitting outside with the groom, also exclaimed.

"Pasture, look at the good things you do." A neutral voice came from the forest.

The sound of the horse's hooves came from far and near, and a man flew up to the horse's head and grabbed the reins, and quieted down after the horse's hooves neighed.

"Eighth uncle, I was wronged, my nephew just accompanied you to revisit your hometown." Then the people who followed jumped off the horse in one fell swoop, and when they saw the two arrows on the carriage, their expressions changed greatly, and they hurriedly bowed their hands: "It's really my fault to disturb you in the lower grazing, and I hope Haihan." ”

The man standing at the head of the horse jumped down on his tiptoes and said, "It was my disadvantage that disturbed you, and I am willing to bear it with all my might, and I am here to make amends for you." ”

The frightened Shen Qinrou and Aunt Zhao got out of the carriage together.

Peach and Aunt Zhao looked at the two people in front of them a little rude, and Bi'e was already stunned on the spot.

Ning Xiwei'an is handsome and extraordinary, like an immortal, and the younger young man is also handsome and extraordinary.

Shen Qinrou was stunned the moment she saw Ning Xi, and the mixed feelings in her heart kept roaring and running, making people want to roar loudly, but she didn't say anything after all, nodded slightly, and hid her sadness.

Her heart is very strange, really strange, Shen Qinrou stretched out her hand to cover it, but she couldn't cover anything, she couldn't catch it, why was it so strange?

She didn't understand, she didn't dare to look at Ning Xi, why didn't she dare? Why not?

Unbeknownst to her, her head had turned into a pulp that made it impossible to think.

She just wanted to run wildly at the moment, but her feet were as heavy as lead.

With a "squeak", the branch under her feet broke, and everyone woke up when they heard the sound, and she also woke up, Aunt Zhao and they realized that they were rude at this moment, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"I hope the two sons will be more careful in the future." She gasped for breath a few times, and her heart was still beating sharply in her chest.

The two of them nodded at them, led their horses, and said goodbye.

"Eighth uncle, did you say that those little ladies liked you, as soon as I saw that your soul was lost, eighth uncle, why did you say that you were so seductive to women." The herding hippie smiled and leaned towards Ning Xi's side, and his words were light.

Ning Xipi looked at him with a smile, casually climbed and broke a thick branch, and beat him to the ground as soon as he made a move.

"Eighth Uncle." Mu Fang let out a long cry, quickly got up from the ground, rubbed his back with his backhand, and glared: "Eighth uncle, you are going to murder your nephew." ”

Ning Xi smiled and raised his hand again.

"Eighth Uncle spares his life." The herd was busy hugging the head of the mouse, turning over the horse, and leaving the dust.

"Lack of discipline." Ning Xi threw the branch casually, turned over and chased after it.

Shen Qinrou and the others watched this scene quietly, neither scolding, nor anger, nor laughing.

"Let's go." Aunt Zhao shook her head.

The carriage came to a halt at a small steep slope after passing through a dense forest, and Baohua Temple was above the hundred steps behind the steep slope.

"Eighth uncle, which little lady did you fall in love with, and you quietly followed behind others to keep them safe." Grazing in the dense forest squeezed towards Ning Xi.

"Ahh Ning Xi scolded loudly, and his face hurt when he swept away the wind.

Mu Fang covered his face and said aggrievedly: "Eighth uncle, you are going to murder your nephew for the sake of a little lady." ”

"The eldest girl of their family has a kindness to me, and today it was you who disturbed others, and you still dare to talk nonsense here, Ah Fang, I really haven't given you loose skin for too long, your skin is itchy."

Mu Fang saw that Ning Xi's face was like a black pot, and he hurriedly lifted his legs to drive the horse: "Eighth uncle, you confessed it yourself, and you murdered your nephew for the eldest girl of other people's families." ”

Ning Xi was conceited and self-contained, and he was also half angry with him: "Rabbit cub, you wait for me." ”

The two handsome horses disappeared into the dense forest one after another.

And the few people who were escorted were suddenly aware.

"Let's go." Aunt Zhao lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped on the steps first.

Only then did Shen Qinrou climb the stairs, the stretching stone steps stretched into the depths of the mountain forest, and Baohua Temple stood at the foot of the mountain under the cover of a dense forest, completely unable to see clearly.

It was the first time for her to take a good look at this place, when Aunt Zhao brought her to worship before, she had never thought much about it, but now she was a little more curious about this mountain temple.

"Who built this temple? How could it be built in such a place? She asked.

Aunt Zhao, who was walking in front, stopped and said with a smile: "I don't know, it was Miss who brought me here before, and Miss confessed that if she is not there in the future, let me come to this temple every year to burn three pillars of incense for her." ”

The young lady in Aunt Zhao's mouth is Jiang's, but why is Jiang's?

Shen Qinrou asked in surprise: "Auntie, were you the only one left around Madame?" "Otherwise, how could she go to the temple to burn incense.

"There is also an old mother, she is an old mother in Nangui Hospital, she never goes out on weekdays, you have never seen her." Aunt Zhao sighed softly, a little sentimental.

Shen Qinrou saw that she had aroused Aunt Zhao's sadness, so she stopped asking questions.

Baohua Temple is just a small mountain temple, the plaque on the temple door is mottled, and the paint has fallen off a lot, but it can be old. A little novice sweeping the floor greeted him with a smile when he saw someone coming.

"Donor, are you here to burn incense?"

Aunt Zhao, who was standing in front, nodded at the folded hands.

"Then come with me." He took a broom in one hand and welcomed them into the temple gate with the other.

Two towering banyan trees on the side of the courtyard shade a piece of shade. In the middle of the place is a big lotus-shaped stone chiseled incense burner, wisps of green smoke swaying upward, smoked people's eyes hurt.

"Master, master, a pilgrim has arrived." The little novice shouted in a crisp voice, and a little monk who was slightly older than him walked out of it: "Wu Xing, didn't the master confess, don't make a loud noise?" He lectured.

"Senior Brother Wude, I'm afraid that if I don't shout loudly, the master won't be able to hear." The little novice explained that he definitely didn't mean to make a loud noise.

"Donors, please burn incense, the master has distinguished guests to treat today, I'm afraid I can't take a break to entertain you."

"It doesn't matter." Aunt Zhao led Shen Qinrou and them to return the salute to Wude, and the fish entered.

The golden-dressed Bodhisattva looked compassionate, and Aunt Zhao skillfully took out three sticks of incense from the incense platform and lit them, leading Shen Qinrou to kneel on the futon and worship three times reverently before inserting the incense into the incense burner.

Bi'e stepped aside and added the sesame oil money to the merit box.

"Thank you, donor." Wude and Wuxing stepped forward to salute them.

Aunt Zhao led them to return the salute again, and looked up to see that it was not early outside, and she had other things to do, so she said goodbye early.

"Senior brother, who is the master seeing?"

"Childe is here."

"Ah, I'm going too, senior brother, where is the son, Wuxing is going to see him too."

Shen Qinrou glanced back at them when she walked to the mountain gate and smiled: "It's really not like a monk with six pure roots." ”

"Rourou." Aunt Zhao shouted at her and said, "Before the Buddha Gate, don't lie." ”

"Yes." She bowed her head to be taught, and followed Aunt Zhao down the stone steps step by step, and when she returned to the small steep slope, Baohua Temple was hidden in the dense forest again, and she could no longer see it.

The carriage drove forward, and after walking for half an hour, it stopped at a cliff, this time Aunt Zhao only brought Shen Qinrou, and Bi'e and the others waited on the side.

"Hey, how can there be traces of incense candles here?" She exclaimed, her face amazed.

Shen Qinrou was also surprised.

This is where the Jiang family fell off the cliff, and in previous years, only she and her aunt came to worship, how can this be ...... Could it be a coincidence?

Aunt Zhao also thought about it, but she really couldn't figure it out, so she simply threw it away: "That's it, come and worship Miss." ”

She asked Shen Qinrou to make paper money with her, light incense and candles, and knelt down.

"Miss, I'm coming to see you again, Second Miss is all right now, please rest in peace in the Spirit of Heaven."

The two of them finished the incense burner and did not get up and leave until the money paper was reduced to ashes.

The mountain wind whining rolled up the paper ash and circled around the mountain stream.

"Sister, that aunt surnamed Zhao is really loyal." Ruo'er sat on a big tree with her cheeks up, and her water-green clothes blended in with the surroundings, and if you didn't observe carefully, you couldn't see anyone in the tree.

Zhao Li'er, who was called her sister, flicked her fingers, and a pine nut sank into the end of the tree.

"Sister, I'm not allowed to say anything." She muttered.

"Someone's coming." Zhao Lian'er raised her lips and mentioned it, Ruo'er heard it, blinked and said, "Sister, let's go and inform the son." ”

"Hmm."

Two flashes of green light pierced through the forest in an instant, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Eighth uncle, I was wrong, spare my little life, you didn't fancy the big girl."

"Oh, be merciful."

The screams of grazing startled a flock of birds, and the roar of the mountains continued.