Fan Luo shirt, light steps, a blue satin waist tied with a white silk long tassel, slim and heroic.

Jiang Yunfan walked by himself and handed over his "Childe ......"

A look of spring water shines cold.

Jiang Yunfan looked at her eyes and was fascinated, and forgot the next words.

The man seemed to be startled by him and hurried away.

Jiang Yunfan reacted and chased out, and went over with some embarrassment to apologize: "It's a faux pas."

"The two of us, who first came here, want to ask Childe where is the place to play"

"I don't know." The man's voice was flat, but it was full of rejection.

Jiang Yunfan took two quick steps and blocked the arch in front of her; "I hope the son will tell me."

The figure walked around him, but Jiang Yunfan was against him and blocked in front again.

She was just about to get angry when she saw a man come and pull him, and pulled him aside in disgust.

Woman?

She glanced at Li Junqing and approached her with some confusion.

Looking up and down carefully.

Jiang Yunfan stretched out his hand and stopped in front of the two.

"Don't look at it."

"I'm going to Matsukoji Temple." After she finished speaking, she didn't care about the two of them, and the fan fan left.

Jiang Yunfan glanced at Li Junqing and followed, but Li Junqing had no choice but to follow.

The fans fanned one by one with her movements, and Jiang Yunfan saw a familiar poem on it.

Isn't this "Night Rain Sending North"?

"Childe likes this poem too?"

The man ignored him and walked on his own.

Jiang Yunfan didn't dislike it anymore and followed behind.

In a few moments we were at the foot of a mountain.

Songzi Temple is right in the middle of a mountain.

This pine nut temple is extraordinarily luxurious, the palace pavilion occupies almost half of the mountain, and the pilgrims are innumerable, most of them are walking in pairs.

"Go ahead." The man pointed to the monastery.

"You're not going?"

"No, no."

"I don't know the name of Childe yet."

"I'll tell you when you come out." 、

"My name is Jiang Fan."

Jiang Yunfan told him his name and walked up, she will wait for me here, hehe, there is a play.

Li Junqing shook his head helplessly, glanced at the man and followed behind Jiang Yunfan.

This fool is not afraid of being deceived?

I'm afraid that I'm a guy who helps count the money if he is sold.

Does he have any fetishes?

She thought that the relationship between him and Zishu was too close, and now she was interested in this woman dressed as a man.

It can't really be Longyang, right?

But what kind of relationship does he have with the queen......

"What do you think?" Jiang Yunfan pulled Li Junqing, who was about to walk in front of him.

"Oh, nothing."

At this time, I had already arrived outside the temple.

The two of them are dressed in fine silk, at a glance it is the children of a rich family, the monks attach great importance to it, leading the two to invite the two to the clean room to offer tea, and then accompany the service all over the temple with joy, there are hundreds of temples, there are more than 1,000 acres of fields, and there are many Buddhist halls, but the most prosperous incense is the son and grandson hall, just like the Internet celebrity shop in the previous life.

The accompanying monk looked at Jiang Yunfan with interest and couldn't help but say proudly: "Whoever comes here to fast and beg for a son, there is nothing that cannot be asked, pray for men to get men, and women to get women." ”

"So powerful?"

Jiang Yunfan didn't believe this, so he went to find a few people and asked.

"yes, it's tight here."

"I've given birth to a boy, and now I'm begging for a girl."

"You can also let your wife try to keep your children full."

"How do you ask for the law?" Jiang Yunfan asked curiously.

The monk came and explained, "You see, we have a dozen clean rooms here with beds, and whoever asks for a son can fast in them for seven days, and as long as he has his heart, he can ask for holy clothes." ”

"What if you can't ask for it?"

"Then you can ask a monk to help you repent, and then pray for seven days."

"Interesting, interesting." Jiang Yunfan was just curious, he didn't have to ask for a son, the queen was pregnant.

"Please." The monks saw that he was not interested, so they invited him to a clean room, set up tea, food, fruits, reception, and talk about Buddhism.

Jiang Yunfan didn't know anything about it, chatted casually, and after a while, he lost interest and got up to say goodbye.

After giving incense, he departed.

Down the hill, the man was really waiting there.

"Now you can tell what your name is, right?" Jiang Yunfan looked at him and smiled.

Although he stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling person, Jiang Yunfan was really underbeaten now, and Li Junqing really wanted to beat him.

"Liu Yinghua." The man arched his hand, but looked at Li Junqing.

"Li Shu." Li Junqing arched his hand.

Liu Yinghua nodded.

Jiang Yunfan shook his head secretly, is this love?

"Brother Yinghua, is there anything else to do?" Jiang Yunfan asked.

"You see the descendants hall inside." Liu Yinghua asked.

"yes." Jiang Yunfan nodded.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Liu Yinghua looked at them as usual, but it was strange.

"Nope." Both of them shook their heads, what is so strange about asking for a son, it is just human nature.

"For seven days of praying for the Buddha, it must be a woman in the prime of life without illness, the clean room is still airtight, and the relatives are guarding outside, and no matter what sound is made inside, it cannot be heard outside."

"It seems a little strange." In fact, Jiang Yunfan didn't feel strange at all, this is normal.

"Could it be that there is a secret way?" Li Junqing thought of something.

Liu Yinghua looked at Li Junqing appreciatively and nodded.

"So I'd like to ask you to do me a favor."

"What's the busy?" Jiang Yunfan naturally volunteered.

"Go in and have a look."

"I've been there."

"It's to let the woman in." Liu Yinghua looked at Li Junqing expectantly.

"I won't." Li Junqing directly refused.

"Why don't you ......"

"Ahem." Jiang Yunfan coughed twice and pretended to choke on the two of them.

Li Jun glanced at him innocently, and just as he wanted to ignore them, a picture appeared in her head, and she ghostly thought of Jiang Yunfan and smiled.

Just listen to her, "Go ahead." ”

"My man's ......" Jiang Yunfan was speechless directly: "How to go." ”

"Yes." The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Hey, I'm not going." Jiang Yunfan decisively.

"If you don't go, your wife will have to go."

"I ......" Jiang Yunfan just wanted to refuse, but thought that this was what she proposed.

Then he looked at Li Junqing and said, "I'll go, I can't let my lady enter the tiger's den." ”

"Let's go, I'll change your clothes." The rare Liu Yinghua showed a smiling face, like a winter flower.

followed to a courtyard, entered through the back door and came to a room, Liu Yinghua called a maid to change Jiang Yunfan's clothes. After changing his clothes, Li Junqing volunteered to put on makeup for him.

The two looked at each other, Li Junqing laughed proudly, and Liu Yinghua was as calm as usual.

After the painting, Li Junqing brought a mirror for him to see, which was okay, and she could be regarded as a delicate woman, as long as she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see it.

Liu Yinghua asked him to wait, and when he came back after going out for a while, he said with a firework in his hand: "When you get the evidence, just put this, I will bring it in and rush in, catch them and get them." ”

"I don't know martial arts, you can be fast." Jiang Yunfan said with some fear.

"Keep you safe."

Li Junqing took Jiang Yunfan back to Songzi Temple Li, if the color has darkened today, there are still many ways to incense.

Jiang Yunfan looked at this grandson hall, three halls, carved beams and embroidered pillars, painted buildings and flying rings, dazzling gold. In the middle of a divine kitchen, there is a goddess in it, with a pearl crown, embroidered robes and colorful curtains, holding a child in her hand, and four or five men and women standing next to it. This Shinto is called the Descendant Mother

After putting on the incense, explaining the intention, a monk took Jiang Yunfan to the clean room.

There was only one bed, one candle inside.

Jiang Yunfan was bored lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep, and when the bell rang, it was when he was groggy and suddenly heard the sound of the ground.