Although the monks and pilgrims in the Cold Spring Pavilion were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to show it in front of the wolf-like Yuan Bing, so they had to leave the pavilion corridor silently.

"Dao Yan, come out quickly!"

Zong Chuan urged, but Daoyan still refused to move.

"Can't understand people? I said that all the idlers and others should go out! The Yuan soldier who took the lead glared at Dao Yan and scolded angrily.

"I'm a disciple of Buddhism, how can I become an idle person when I rest here?" Xiao Daoyan is usually silent, but his temperament is stubborn and abnormal, and he naturally refuses to obey things that he is not used to.

"Dare to be hard-mouthed? See if I don't break your teeth one by one! Yuan Bing, who was accustomed to bullying the weak and fearing the hard, naturally did not put a little monk in his eyes, and walked towards Dao Yan angrily.

In a hurry, Mu Chong wanted to come forward, but was stopped by Wen Xuan and signaled him to be calm.

"Stop! This is the place of worship of the Buddha, who allowed you to show your majesty here! The girl frowned lightly, and rushed over with her skirt to reprimand a few Yuan soldiers, "If you dare to mess around, you will go back to the house for me!" ”

Several Yuan soldiers with teeth and claws suddenly became deflated eggplants and retreated stupidly.

After the girl reprimanded her subordinates, she apologized to Dao Yan and said, "It's all because my father didn't discipline his soldiers strictly and disturbed the little master's rest." ”

Dao Yan is obviously a master who eats soft rather than hard, and when he saw that the girl was so humble and polite, he also bowed down to give a salute.

After a farce, the Cold Spring Pavilion regained its tranquility, and after the sect reprimanded the disobedient Dao Yan, the four of them prepared to go on the road.

"Wait a minute!" The girl whispered to the four of them and asked with an intoxicating smile, "You all went to the temple to attend the puja, right?" Can you take me with you? ”

The four of them were a little surprised, and the girl helplessly pointed to the soldiers behind her, and explained: "They have followed them all the way, like prisoners, it is so boring and boring, there is not even one to talk to." ”

"But ......" Mu Chong just wanted to say something to refuse, but the girl put on a pitiful look and said, "I won't trouble you." ”

"Since the girl is on the way with us, then we are walking together." Mu Chong was still thinking about the reason for rejecting her, but Wen Xuan on the side suddenly agreed.

Zong Chuan and Dao Yan naturally didn't have any opinions, and several Yuan soldiers were afraid of offending this little ancestor again, so they all followed silently from a distance, not daring to make any more noise.

The girl in the blue dress was quite quiet at first, just following Zong Chuan and Dao Yan to listen to their lectures, but after a while, she couldn't bear it, and she chattered non-stop around the four of them.

As the gate of Lingyin Temple got closer and closer, Wen Xuan gradually understood her origin in her words.

The girl who is in her prime is a person from the Kangli Department of Semu, named Kangli Anning, because her father is an important member of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, so her identity is quite noble.

She heard that Lingyin Temple was going to hold a grand festival, so she naturally refused to miss it, and her doting father had to send a few capable soldiers to her as personal guards.

"Xiao Mu, you're not from Hangzhou, are you?" Kang Li Anning had enough of listening to the Buddhist teachings preached by the sect, so he set his eyes on Mu Chong.

Xiao Mu is the nickname she gave Mu Chong after learning about his rare surname, although Mu Chong has a girl A Qi in his heart, and he is no longer so shy in the face of women, but it is still quite a headache to deal with Anning.

After a moment of tranquility, he lost interest in Mu Chong, who was in a hurry, and came to Wen Xuan's side again.

"Sick seedling, what's your name?" The two dimples on An Ning's face when she laughed were very good-looking.

"Sick seedlings?" Wen Xuan asked suspiciously.

"I see that you are silent, and you are a weak body, you must be a sick seedling!" An Ning replied with a smile.

Mu Chong kept snickering on the side after hearing this, and Wen Xuan said helplessly: "My name is Wen Xuan." ”

An Ning teased: "Wen Xuan? Strange name, I don't think it's as good as the sick seedling. ”

"Call it whatever you want." Wen Xuan also has no way to take this lively girl.

With the addition of Anning, the group had more smiles on their faces, and walking on the mountain road was no longer as dull as before.

The witty peace of mind is extremely respectful to the master and apprentice of the sect, so although he is anxious to see the meeting, he also patiently accompanies the master and apprentice all the way to visit the Buddha shrine and Buddha statue.

Due to the reason of the puja, the path to enter the temple that is usually empty is now overcrowded, and after half an hour, everyone finally rushed to the platform of the back mountain, and the location was set in this open area, because the elders in the temple expected the large number of participants, and the courtyard of Lingyin Temple could not squeeze so many people anyway.

With solemn prayer flags, chanted Buddha names, and curling incense mist, a plain square has become like a Buddhist holy place because of a grand puja at this moment.

The location of the monks and pilgrims was slightly different, so the sect master and apprentice and Wen Xuan and others left first after seeing each other.

"The thought that such a solemn festival would be interfered with by Qiu Si later, I couldn't help but get angry." Mu Chong leaned in Wen Xuan's ear and said.

Wen Xuan sighed lightly, "What should come will always come, I just hope they don't make too much trouble." ”

"What are you two muttering?" An Ning asked curiously.

"You'll find out later." Wen Xuan pretended to be a mysterious tunnel.

As soon as the words fell, three people walked on the temporary wooden platform in the square, led by the famous new host of Lingyin Temple, Master Fuliang, walking behind him, wearing a gorgeous official uniform is Kang Li, who has just been transferred to the prime minister of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and another burly young man with colored eyes, who is Li Chahan, who has fought with Wen Xuan at the foot of the Shipwreck Mountain!

Although Li Chahan pretended to be an ordinary soldier in the battle under the mountain, Wen Xuan only knew that he was not an ordinary man from his skills, so although Wen Xuan was surprised to see him appear here, it was not an accident.

Without waiting for Wen Xuan to think deeply, Kang Li Anning on the side exclaimed, "Why is my father here too?" Well, you hide everything from me! ”

"Your father?" Wen Xuan asked suspiciously, "You mean the one wearing the official uniform on stage?" ”

An Ning nodded, "Yes, my name is Kang Li Anning, and my father is Kang Li Anning, is there anything that doesn't make sense?" ”

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth flashed a wry smile, the reason why she agreed to go with An Ning was because she saw her identity as a nobleman. If something happened at the festival, he would have taken her as a hostage and fled with Mu Chong, but he didn't expect her to be the daughter of the prime minister of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces......