I don't know how long it took, the temple gate was close in front of me, Ling Qingyun got off the sliding rod, and saw Prince Bao waiting in front, and I don't know if King Jing said something to Prince Bao, Ling Qingyun intuitively felt that Prince Bao was becoming more and more kind to her.

"Prince Bao, please, His Royal Highness King Jing, please." Ling Qingyun took Ling Zi'an by the hand, and Ling Zidan said to the two people who were waiting in front of him.

King Jing shook his head for a moment, and then walked forward. Prince Bao glanced at King Jing helplessly, and shook his head at Ling Qingyun with a slight apology, "Alas, my nephew is good at everything, it's just ......"

Before Prince Bao finished speaking, King Jing stopped and said coldly: "Uncle Wang doesn't have to show off your seniority, but the difference between ten years old and you really don't want to be so old, angry, horizontal, and autumnal." ”

Prince Bao was choked in an instant, and with an expression of discovering a new continent, he was coldly glanced at by King Jing, and retracted his gaze.

"Ahem, Prince Bao, Your Royal Highness King Jing, you see that it is about to rain this day, let's go to the temple first." Ling Qingyun really didn't want to be caught between the two, so she had to make a round.

King Jing flicked his sleeves and stepped into the temple gate.

Prince Bao smiled helplessly at Ling Qingyun, and followed, Ling Qingyun and his party had just entered the temple gate, the rainstorm crackled down, and the group immediately looked at Ling Qingyun with a magical face, Ling Qingyun looked at the sky speechlessly, she really didn't mean it, and found out that she had the skills of a prophet for the first time.

"Well, Bilan, do we have umbrellas with us?" Ling Qingyun was once again forced to break the peace in desperation.

Fortunately, Bilan just glanced at Ling Qingyun with admiration, and then replied: "Miss forgot, the old lady contributed a sum of money when this Baohua Temple was rebuilt, so the abbot of the temple said that no matter when, there is a place for the Ling family in this temple." ”

"Really?" Ling Qingyun thought for a while, and then said to Bi Lan: "Bi Lan, go and see if there are any empty houses in the temple." ”

"Yes." Bi Lan replied crisply, and Fu Fu retreated.

"Let's go burn incense first." Ling Qingyun looked at the two people who were enjoying the rain on the side and said.

"Okay." Prince Bao came back to his senses and nodded, and King Jing beside him glanced at Ling Qingyun, turned around, and walked towards the temple. Walking on the rain-sheltered promenade paved with bluestone slabs, the sky was a little dark due to the rain, and the whole promenade was filled with this faint drowsy atmosphere.

Because of the gloomy weather, there were not many people who came to burn incense, and the people who came and went were wrapped in water vapor, Ling Qingyun took the lit three-pillar incense from the little monk's hand, and worshiped three times religiously. added a bag of broken silver sesame oil money and returned a gift to the little monk.

After a while, Bi Lan followed the abbot over, the abbot was kind and kind, there was a string of Buddha beads on his broad palm, but the color of the pulp on it was new, the abbot clasped his hands together and said: "Lord Ling, the old man is polite." ”

"I've seen the abbot." Ling Qingyun returned a Buddhist salute, and responded with a light smile: "Disturb the abbot, and look at the abbot Haihan." ”

"It's okay, the monks are merciful, and Lord Ling doesn't have to mind." The abbot's eyes were full of charity and generosity, which made people admire. "Shanlang, come, send Master Ling to rest, Lord Ling has worked hard all the way, he must be tired."

Ling Qingyun frowned, and then stretched out and said, "I'm bothering the abbot." ”

The abbot shook his head and said nothing.

Ling Qingyun followed the little monk Shanlang of Fang Cai, holding the two brothers and sisters in his hands, and behind him was Bi Lan, the little monk introduced Ling Qingyun into a remote courtyard, and said with a smile: "Donor, this is it, depending on the donor's temperament, he should like a quiet place, so ......"

Ling Qingyun waved her hand, signaling that she didn't mind.

The little monk said again: "It's just a donor, only in this courtyard is except for the main bedroom, the other rooms are a little leaky, can the two little donors move with the little monk." ”

"This ......" Ling Qingyun hesitated a little.

"You can ask this girl to come along." Seeing Ling Qingyun's slight hesitation, the little monk immediately said.

Ling Qingyun thought for a while and said, "Okay, so, please let the little master bother more." ”

Seeing the little monk leading Bilan and them away, Ling Qingyun turned around and walked into the room, looked around, and sure enough, as the little monk said, Ling Qingyun shook her head and smiled, or she was too suspicious, and it was estimated that she would suffer from paranoia of being killed if she continued like this.

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Qingyun slowly breathed it out, the more she thought about it, the faster she thought, yes, she just agreed to Bi Lan and they to leave because she felt a very strong aura from the moment she stepped into this temple, although there was also an aura in the Jiangfu, but it was far from here, Ling Qingyun even had a hunch that she could try to impact the second stage.

The second stage, Ling Qingyun looked at her hands, it took two full years when she entered the second stage, of course, this is related to the thinning of modern aura, and now, it is only more than a month, although she felt that the aura in the mansion was no longer enough for her to impact the second stage, but she still did not start to find a place with sufficient aura, first, she saw that the emperor's suspicion was too serious, and she was afraid that she would give him an excuse to clean up the general's mansion, and second, the newly opened "Red Makeup Pavilion" in water color has been in a lot of trouble recently, and Ling Qingyun can only shoot behind her back, bothering and laborious, I really don't have any other energy, who would have thought that I would send a pillow when I was sleepy, speaking of this, but I want to thank Zhao Wanrong and them.

Ling Qingyun closed his eyes, and a steady stream of aura flowed into the dantian along the meridians, if the aura could be seen, he would see that Ling Qingyun at this time seemed to be shrouded in the middle of the aura, and the aura around him was only a lot more and more pouring in, cramming into Ling Qingyun's meridians. The whole person is like a fairy in the sky, with long hair and no wind, fluttering in white clothes, and the fairy aura is blowing in his face, but his delicate appearance is extraordinarily calm and inviolable!