The sky gradually brightened, the yin wind of Zehai swept through the Xuanlong Temple in the south city, the temple heard a burst of bells, and the arch bridge of the north gate was crowded with pilgrims. The goose-yellow Buddha door that arched high was gently hidden, and two little novices in plain robes stood at the door with their hands folded, maintaining order on the scene, looking only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Donors, please line up."

However, no one was willing to listen to the arrangement of the two little novices, after all, the pilgrims who could come here and squeeze to the front were either rich merchants in the city or famous families in the counties of Luofu, who would come here to listen to the arrangements of the two little broken children.

"You two little novices hurry up and get out of the way, don't delay Lao Tzu's incense."

"That's, that's it, what's the matter with you two little broken children blocking the door?"

"If you don't go away, believe it or not, Uncle clean up the two of you!"

"Amitabha!" The two little novices didn't mean to get out of the way, they still stood straight on the stone arch bridge, blocking everyone with their thin bodies.

Although the pilgrims who came here swore in their mouths, but when it was their turn to make a move, few people dared to step forward, after all, this is the imperial city and the Xuanlong Temple.

The two novices bowed to the pilgrims under the stone arch bridge and whispered, "Donors, please wait a moment. ”

"How long will it take?" A strong man in brocade clothes rushed out of the crowd, and his steps were very calm and stepped over each step stone slab to the two little novices, looking down at the two people in front of him and shouting roughly, "We have been waiting here for more than an hour, are you still allowed to enter?" ”

"That's right! You two novices still let us pilgrims in? ”

The brocade-clothed strong man took the lead in questioning, and the people behind him also followed suit, and in less than a while, nearly a hundred people gathered in front of the stone arch bridge in front of the main gate of Xuanlong Temple, including the wives and concubines of the dignitaries of Longcheng City, as well as the guards who guarded them. There was a commotion among the people, which shocked the noble ladies with great shock.

"Who's making a fuss here?" Suddenly, the Buddha gate was halfway open, and a team of Xuanlong Temple warrior monks poured out from the door, guarding in front of the stone arch bridge, surrounding those who took the lead in making trouble.

"Which of you dares to touch me? I'm a member of the Vientiane tribe. "The big man was erected by two warrior monks and taken down the stone arch bridge.

"No matter who it is, you are not allowed to be presumptuous in front of the Xuanlong Temple." The square-faced warrior monk who took the lead, with his right hand on his chest, bowed to the rest of the pilgrims and said, "The poor monk is the Dharma of the Dharma Academy of Xuanlong Temple, and he came here on the order of the first master of Pushan. ”

No one could have imagined that this group of monks protecting the temple was actually sent by the first master of the Dharma Academy, who was one of the five saints of the Xuanlong Temple.

According to the practice of the past, as soon as the day dawned, the Xuanlong Temple opened the door to welcome pilgrims, but for some reason today's Xuanlong Temple is extremely strange, and even the noble ladies in the crowd have lost their usual temper. If it had been in the past, they would have ordered the guards on their sides to clear the people in front of them, and then go straight into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The incense sticks on their heads are extremely precious to these noble ladies who usually stay in the deep courtyard, and sometimes even in order to compete for time, they even do not hesitate to order their guards to bribe the side gate of Xuanlong Temple or those monks behind it.

But at this time, the guards at the main gate were not ordinary monks who guarded the temple, but the warrior monks who came directly from the Dharma Academy.

"Sister, should we go back first? It's really frustrating to be huddled with this group of people. A young woman in a pink dress stood under the ancient tree in the distance of the wasteland and whispered to a woman beside her. The snow-white fingers brushed away a strand of black hair blocking the corners of his eyes, looked at the group of pilgrims in the distance, and shook his head.

The woman was forty years old, but she was extremely lovely, and she must have been a beautiful woman in her youth. There was no powder on her face, but the corners of her eyes were unusually ruddy, as if she had been crying for a long time, and her voice was a little hoarse, "No matter what, we will add this incense today." ”

"Sister, I know you care about Young Master Jun Qian, but you are just his stepmother. How has he treated us two sisters over the years, don't you know? The woman in pink was indignant, and seemed to remember some of her past displeasures.

In order to guard against those people in the distance, the guards around him stood guard a few feet away in the morning, and everyone put their right hands on the hilt of their swords at their waists, and their eyes looked around vigilantly. Since Shangguan Junqian was seriously injured, as the heroine of Shangguan Mansion, although she was not allowed to visit, she insisted on coming to Xuanlong Temple every day to offer incense and pray for blessings, and there was never a break.

But today, for some reason, the gate of Xuanlong Temple was suddenly closed, and she wanted to order the guard door to go to the side door to make a point or two, but when the warrior monk of Xuanlong Temple appeared on the stone arch bridge, she had no idea.

On the stone bridge, everyone saw the burly Fa Yan standing beside the two little novices, and they didn't dare to take another step, and the noise at first gradually subsided.

After more than half an hour, a small novice hurriedly walked out of the Buddhist gate, he walked quickly to the stone arch bridge, whispered a few words to the monk, and then turned around and took the other two novices back to the Xuanlong Temple.

Fa Yan cleared his throat and said aloud to the people under the stone arch bridge, "Donors, please enter the temple in turn, don't crowd." ”

When everyone under the bridge heard this, they all excitedly sent a good line, and the crowd that was originally gathered in a group instantly lined up like a long dragon. Fa Yan's eyes showed a glimmer of kindness, and he waved his hand to the warrior monk behind him, signaling everyone to open the temple door.

After the monks of the Dharma Temple left, the pilgrims poured into the Xuanlong Temple like a tide, went straight through more than ten mountain gates, and came to the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall. The woman and the woman in pink also came to the square, surrounded by guards, and her eyes still glistened with tears, looking at the Daxiong Hall on the stone steps.

"Dear donors, please incense in turn."

Standing in front of the towering eight Buddha statues, the two novices at the entrance bowed to the crowd in the square under the stone steps, and the two of them turned to one side and motioned for everyone to enter the temple in turn.

As soon as the voice of the little novice landed, the pilgrims rushed forward, and as soon as they reached the foot of the stone steps, they were dragged back by the guards of several noble ladies in the crowd.

All the ladies tried their best to grab the incense stick, they looked at each other, and the guards beside them desperately escorted their heroines up the stone steps, and pulled everyone behind them.

The novices under the corridor of the Daxiong Treasure Hall have long been surprised, and they are not easy to dissuade them, as long as they do not cause death, the monks standing under the eight Buddha statues will turn a blind eye.

After all, most of the pilgrims who rushed to the front were people from other states and counties, and they didn't know that the head pillar incense of Xuanlong Temple had already been wrapped up by these dignitaries and nobles in Dragon City.

At first, these noblewomen were still competing with each other, and even went to the Longcheng Mansion, but the Mansion Zun was an ordinary person, and when he encountered this group of noblewomen coming to the Mansion to make trouble, he was not less scolded and beaten, so he had to be this peacemaker and reconcile from it.

In the end, I thought of a way, over there are these noble ladies in Longcheng, and they will go up to the incense together, so that everyone will no longer compete and enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Xuanlong Temple together.