Fayuan Temple is located in the highest mountain range of Fuheng Mountain, with beautiful peaks and pleasant scenery. Nearby, there are Guanri Peak, Baizhang Cliff, and Tianqiao Waterfall, which attract countless literati and ink writers in addition to pilgrims.

And because of the most famous temple within a radius of dozens of miles from Kunzhou Mansion, the blessing is very effective, and it is said that even many rich and noble families in the capital will come here to worship.

On August 20th, it was a good day to incense, and Linglong happened to take Sister Mei to Fayuan Temple together.

After stepping over the thousand steps in front of the temple, Linglong was already panting and sweating, and Sister Mei'er's red face was very cute.

Below the stairs is a lively bazaar, and above the stairs, there is a solemn ancient temple.

Because someone had come to say hello in advance, this room had already been reserved. After bathing and changing clothes, I went to the main hall of Fayuan Temple to make incense.

Although Linglong didn't believe in these ghosts and gods in her previous life, she was able to travel here, and now although she still doesn't believe in these, she also worships and worships with respect.

After this series of kneeling was over, Linglong also breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that when she was about to walk out of the main hall, she was stopped by a voice behind her, "Female donor, please stay." ”

Linglong turned around, and saw an old monk walking out of the apse, and said to Linglong with his hands folded in his mouth, "Amitabha, can the old man take a look at the female benefactor's palmistry and calculate a hexagram for the female benefactor." ”

Linglong was stunned there, if this was a previous life, she would definitely think that this old monk was a liar, and she never believed in things like palmistry.

But the mother Tong on the side was different, and said excitedly, "Really? Is the master really willing to do the math for our young grandmother? ”

The fortune telling of the monks of Fayuan Temple is very accurate, especially those monks who have attained the Tao, and it is very rare to let them count a hexagram.

"Monks don't speak." The old monk smiled and said, "The old man's name is dusty, can you ask the donor to move to the meditation room to calculate a hexagram for the donor." ”

Master of the Dust?

Mother Tong was so excited that she couldn't speak, the abbot master of Fayuan Temple, Yichen, actually took the initiative to tell the hexagram for their young grandmother, and Mother Tong felt that her mood at the moment could not be described by the word excited.

"So there is an abbot of Lao." Under the constant hint of Tong's mother, Linglong could only agree to it.

I was a little more worried about this dust in my heart, I wonder if he would see where he came from?

"Donor, please be seated." When they arrived at Yichen's meditation room, Linglong was invited in alone, but Tong's mother and the others were left outside.

"Where you come, you are safe." Seeing Linglong's hesitant expression, Master Yichen smiled, picked up the tea on the table, and added it to Linglong.

The room was filled with a light smell of tea.

Linglong gently picked up the cup and tasted the tea, and here Fayuan Temple ushered in another guest. "Which noble family came to the temple today?"

The man was dressed in a moon-white robe, and a pair of obsidian starry eyes smiled faintly, although the smile made people feel close, but they didn't dare to get close, for fear of blaspheming him. A white jade crown was tied on his head, and his face was like jade. Of course, if you ignore the slightly pale and morbid face, it is even more perfect.

"Back to Zhao Shizhu's words, it is the young grandmother of the Li Mansion in Kunzhou Mansion who comes to offer incense." Xiao Shami bowed his head and folded his hands and said.

The man in white nodded, no wonder there were so many carriages parked outside.

"Master, do you have time to spare?" The man in white held a folding fan in one hand and said with a smile, "I didn't know how the master appreciated the new good thing I got last time?" ”

The man in white said that he was very excited here, and his steps were a little faster, "Hey, master, there are guests here?" ”

Looking at the formation, it seems that it should be the female dependents of that family who came to ask Master Yichen to tell the hexagram. When the man in white thought of this, there was some helplessness in his eyes.

He had come here today to enjoy it with Master Yichen.

Since he got that thing the day before yesterday, he couldn't wait to come over and find Master Yichen to appreciate it, who knew that the master was in retreat, and he saw that the thing was left.

Today, as soon as I heard that the master was out of the customs, I hurried over, who knew that someone would still give me a quick start.

The man in white shook his head helplessly, "I'll go to the back mountain to take a turn, and after the master is here, you will send someone to pass on to me." ”

The man who turned around and left didn't know that the objects in his heart were being carefully appreciated by Linglong at this moment, "The donor also has studied these objects?" ”

Yichen looked at Linglong with a smile and carefully looked at the exquisitely carved box.

"I can't talk about it, but I'm just a little interested in this process." Linglong carefully observed the patterns on it, but her brows kept frowning together.

"Is there something wrong?"

"The best rosewood, this craftsmanship is also exquisite." Linglong shook her head and took a closer look. It was already surprising that she could do this with the current technology.

"But Linglong doesn't understand, why the person sitting on the box wants to make it old?" Linglong frowned, could it be that there were fakes in this ancient world?

"Haha, the donor is really powerful." Master Yichen said with a smile while stroking his beard, "That's right, this thing is indeed an imitation. ”

Linglong was surprised, "Imitation? It's a shame to have such craftsmanship. ”

Relying on this craft, you don't have to make imitations to support your family, and maybe you can become a famous party in a few years or more than ten years.

Linglong couldn't understand why this person was so short-sighted.

"It's a pity." Master Yichen smiled and said, "It's a pity that my little friend still thinks it's a baby." ”

"Can you please ask the master for me, where did your little friend find this thing? The master who is making things may find it? Linglong touched the lines on it and said.

At this moment, the person who Linglong wanted to inquire was in the back mountain, frowning and looking at the little girl beside her. The little girl was staring at him with big round almond eyes.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then the man in white was defeated, "Okay, it's me who is wrong, I didn't see you." ”

The man in white stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Do you think we can make peace?" ”

The little girl nodded, then shook her head again.

"What do you mean by this nodding and shaking your head?" The man in white looked at her suspiciously, "Nodding your head is to make peace with me, shaking your head is unwilling to stand up?" ”

The little girl nodded, then pointed to her feet.

"You can't speak? Just broke your foot? The man in white looked at the little girl in surprise, and the little girl nodded.

"Okay, it's my fault, I'll carry you." After speaking, the man in white squatted down, "I don't know where your house is, what can I do?" ”

"Girl......"

"Girl......"

"Is this looking for you?" The man in white turned his head to look at the little girl and said, then saw the little girl smile and nodded, revealing two cute little dimples.