"Speed up and get to Putuo Temple as soon as possible." Donglin Yu shouted outside.

Putuo Temple is on Putuo Mountain on the outskirts of Mucheng, and the fast horse only needs an hour and a half to travel, and the convoy of the town king's mansion used the fastest speed and also took half a day.

When they arrived, Lan Jingyue was on the mountain.

Lan Jingyue made it clear that she deliberately didn't go all the way with them, Pegasus had already arrived at Putuo Temple, and compared to the speed of Dongling Yu, she was three times faster.

Putuo Temple is very large, the perennial incense is very prosperous, the people of the whole wooden city and even the whole Baixia will go to the Putuo Temple to pray and repay.

When Lan Jingyue arrived at Putuo Temple, the master personally greeted her, which was all thanks to the little hope around her, and she worked hard last night to inform the abbot that the princess was coming today.

The presiding master also didn't expect that the dignified princess of Tianyuan Kingdom would go forward alone without a guard by her side, which deepened her sincerity in worshiping the Buddha.

Someone was sent to take care of her residence, and everything was arranged very properly.

Lan Jingyue came to pray, so she went to the main hall as soon as possible.

Kneeling on the cattail of the ceremony, the cigarette smoke was swirling, she always had a feeling of peace of mind in front of the Buddha, and the smile of the Buddha was always the kind of smile that made people calm and boundless love, and seemed to recruit the whole human race to have confidence in him.

Looking at the golden statue of the Buddha, Lan Jingyue sighed slightly.

'O Buddha, if you can really fulfill people's wishes, then let me go back to the 21st century, where there are relatives I miss,'

I have begged you countless times in my heart, but you have given me countless disappointments, and I almost don't know if I should continue to believe in it. ’

Lan Jingyue knelt quietly on the cattails, and the entire hall automatically ignored all the pilgrims who came and went.

There was only a woman with the appearance of a fallen city kneeling there quietly, kneeling there motionless, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

"Miss, it's all packed."

When Xiao Hope came in, he saw the woman's desolate expression, he had never seen her so tragic and emotional, and he couldn't help but pull her thoughts back.

The presiding master said that in the past three days, he stayed in the temple and bathed and fasted every day, and three pillars of incense should be put on in the early morning and dusk to show his sincerity.

It's still early, Lan Jingyue is not in a hurry to go back to the room, she is really about to be stuffy in Dongliju, and she is finally famous for going out, of course, she wants to have a good visit.

Wander around the temple with a little hope.

In this temple, there is a large peace tree, with a thick trunk and mushroom-shaped branches and leaves, so the tree is not tall, but it is not young, and it is full of blessing bags, which are the wishes of pilgrims.

These are all because there are many tribulations in the world and human beings' yearning for beauty, so God is the sustenance of their souls.

Peace, marriage, and wealth have their own needs.

Lan Jingyue and Little Hope stood far away, quietly looking at the busy people, hanging on to their wishes.

If you ask her what she wants today, she just wants to say: ask for a way home; But she couldn't have any handwriting here.

Before, if someone asked her what her fate was; She will say that her destiny is in her own hands, not heaven and earth;

But does she dare to say that now? Are you still qualified to say that?

Her fate was firmly in the hands of the heavens, and she was almost immobile.

It may be too pessimistic, but it is true, and she is hardly qualified to say no to her fate.

If you see more, you will be more miserable; Turning around lightly, she was still a little unaccustomed to the place that was too lively.