"How can you not be worried? You're really ...... sick," Xu frowned and didn't say anything further. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, Xu's thoughts, Gu Tingge, knew that she had rarely been sick, but unexpectedly, this time the soldiers came like a mountain and almost lost her life, isn't it scary?

"Never again, mother."

Xu Shi looked at Gu Qingge's serious eyes, and finally nodded.

"Say what?" Chen stepped forward and took Xu's hand, "Why isn't your face very good?" ”

"Maybe you didn't sit comfortably just now, just take a break."

Chen Shi did not doubt him, and nodded, "Then let's go to repay the vows first, and then go to listen to Master Baoxiang talk about Zen?" ”

Xu nodded, and several people stepped forward to enter the main hall with Zheng.

As soon as he entered, Gu Tingge smelled the smell of sandalwood dedicated to Baixiang Temple, this kind of sandalwood is called Shi Wuxiang, which has always been dedicated to the royal family, because Baixiang Temple is a royal temple, so Shi Wuxiang has always been exclusively used for Baixiang Temple, in addition, royal sacrifices are generally used with this kind of incense, which is said to have the effect of calming the mind and concentrating and comforting the body.

However, this smell made Gu Tingge frown slightly.

Because in his previous life, in order to show his unintention for the throne, Qin Jingwen has been quietly at home, serving his ancestors, and living an idle life.

Therefore, this taste is also something that Gu Tingge has always hated since his life.

Zheng and the other three people had already knelt on the ground and worshiped sincerely, and Gu Tingge also knelt on the futon, learning from Zheng and the others to worship together.

In fact, in his previous life, Gu Tingge did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but in this life, although he doesn't know why he was reborn, he has to sincerely thank him for the life he picked up.

After several people finished worshipping, they went to one side in turn to draw lots, and then went to the other side to undraw.

Zheng took the lead in handing the bamboo stick in his hand to a monk with his eyes slightly closed, the monk did not open his eyes, stroked his thumb on the bamboo stick, and then took out a note from the side and handed it to Zheng.

Zheng took it reverently, and when he saw the words on the signature, his eyes showed satisfaction.

Chen and Xu also handed the bamboo sticks in their hands to the monks in turn, and the monks still closed their eyes slightly, but handed them the signatures well.

After the three Zheng family got the signature, Gu Tingge handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the monk, and the monk's thumb first slipped on the bamboo stick, and his eyes opened.

He first glanced at Gu Qingge, and then handed over a folded signature from his hand.

Gu Tingge took it, looked at the signature in his hand, and silently hooked the corners of his lips.

In her slender and slender fingers, what she pinched was a blank signature.

Xu Shi should have drawn the signature he wanted, and looked at it with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Ge'er, how is yours?" ”

Gu Qingge quietly glanced at the monk who had unsigned, and smiled slightly at the corners of his lips, "Naturally, it's good." ”

"That'll be fine." Xu Shi carefully put away the signature and blinked mysteriously, "Mine is also good, but I asked for it for you." ”

"Me?" Gu Tingge was a little surprised, "Why did my mother ask for me?" ”

Xu pretended to smile mysteriously, and Chen on the side answered: "I must be worried about your karma." ”

Gu Tingge was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xu, Xu smiled and didn't speak, but that gaze showed that everything was self-evident.

Gu Qingge lowered his head slightly, as if he was shy, but his eyes were cold.

Zheng thought that Gu Qingge was shy, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to Master Baoxiang quickly, the time for Zen preaching is almost up." ”

Chen pestered Zheng to ask her about the content of the signature, and together with Xu, he followed Zheng's footsteps.

Gu Qingge tilted his head slightly, glanced at the monk who was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and also raised his steps to follow.

As soon as Gu Tingge left, the monk opened his slightly closed eyes, glanced thoughtfully at the direction in which Gu Tingge left, and kept muttering: "It's still here after all, it's fate, it's fate!" ”

A kind voice suddenly came from beside him: "Wait? ”

The monk hurriedly stood up, gave a Buddha salute, and first called out "senior brother" before saying, "Wait until it's time." ”

The owner of the kind voice folded his hands, closed his eyes and silently recited a few words, and then said, "I'm tired of my junior brother for a trip." ”

"Senior brother is polite." The monk returned the salute and said with some hesitation: "But, do you really want to tell the Tianyuan Daoist?" ”

"Hona." The monk said as if whispering: "Only two people have drawn this lot, and this situation has not been encountered in a hundred years." ”

The monk, that is, Bao Wuwei, paused for a moment before saying, "Please rest assured, senior brother." ”

So saying, he walked out of the main hall.

The monk watched him leave, and then looked into the empty distance for a while, and then muttered leisurely, "I can't hide." ”

Suddenly, another monk beside him came over, folded his hands, and said respectfully: "Master, the time is up." ”

The monk, the treasure elephant, nodded, turned and walked towards the hall.

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Zheng and the others were listening to Master Baoxiang's lecture on Zen, and Gu Qingge excused himself from being interested in it, so he left the temple gate.

Gu Tingge took Nuan Su and Man Yao all the way to stop and stop, as if unintentionally going to the back mountain.

The scenery behind the Baixiang Temple is picturesque, and the layers of leaves faintly reveal the light of fine fragments.

As soon as Gu Tingge walked into the back mountain, Xin Hai dodged from behind a thick tree trunk and appeared in front of Gu Tingge.

"Miss."

Gu Tingge nodded, looked at the top of the mountain, and said lightly: "Come up the mountain with me." ”

Xin Hai nodded, and went up the mountain with Nuan Su and Man Yao.

When I was halfway up the mountain, I suddenly heard the sound of swords colliding from one side.

Nuan Su was startled, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull Gu Tingge away, but saw Gu Tingge looking at the direction from which the voice came from with a faint gaze, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Nuan Su was stunned for a moment, the outstretched hand paused, and then retracted it, and his face calmed down.

The sound only sounded for a while, and then it stopped, and Gu Tingge and the others waited for a while before walking over there.

The branches of the trees were cut off by the sword, and fell to the ground in a mess, and the young grass that had just emerged was swept up by the roots, and the smell of earth was all over the sky.

And on the dirty muddy ground, there was a man of unrecognizable clothes prostrate on the ground, face down, his hair in a bun, covered with mud and blood, his right hand was loose and twisted on the ground, and his left hand was placed above his head, and not far away, a broken sword.

Gu Qinge's footsteps stopped, and he whispered to Xin Hai beside him, "Go and see if he still has any breath." ”

Xin Hai took a few steps forward, walked up to the man, and reached for the man's cheek, which was pressed to the ground.

After trying it under his nose, Xin Hai nodded to Gu Qingge, "It's still alive." ”