In March of the twenty-eighth year of Kaiyuan, Qujiang, a small county town in Lingnan, was sleepy in this picturesque spring. On the bank of the Daming River in Qujiang County, the green willow is like silk, and the visitors are like weaving.

Walk along the river to the end, there is a quiet and magnificent ancient temple, see the green cypress forest outside the temple from afar, and the pine is lush and green to cover the sky.

Up close, it looks like a different one, with mottled red walls, broken blue tiles, and a discolored plaque hanging crookedly under the eaves in the middle of the gate.

It can be vaguely seen that there are six words written on it, and there is a line of small characters in the upper hand, which reads "The first year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty was established", and there is also a line of small characters in the lower hand, which reads "Shangshu's right servant shoots the minister Bu Zhengjing Feng Jinshu".

Inside the temple, the spring is beautiful, the falling flowers are colorful, the pieces of pear blossoms, the falling stream, the big flowers, like flying snow.

The cobblestone path zigzags into the depths of the pear grove, and a tall temple rises in the depths of the pear grove.

The crisp sound of wooden fish was faintly heard in the hall, as if it had passed through the ages.

If you take a closer look...... Today, the magnificent hall emitted layers of pale golden light, and even the sky directly above seemed to be a little extraordinary.

In the blue sky, hundreds of clouds were coiled white, flawless. These clouds are evenly arranged in size, neatly forming two lines of large characters: "Malegobi...... I wore the wrong ......",...,

The most surprising thing is that there is also a passage in the middle, which grows wider and wider from far to near, until below, there is a maverick seven-colored cloud.

"The Buddha said that looking back for 500 years will pass by in this life. Female benefactor, have you ever felt that the poor monk is a little familiar? ”

Inside the empty hall, a hoarse voice sounded.

"I don't think so. Master, what if it's a thousand years? ”

A beautiful woman's voice sounded like a hollow valley.

"Ahem, Qian...... Year? A hundred years of repairs can be crossed in the same boat. Sleep together for thousands of years! Even though the years are merciless, true love is as hard and eternal as a diamond. You deserve it! ”

The hoarse, thick voice hesitated.

"Mademoiselle, don't ask for anything from him. Bolea? What the master said, don't fool a certain (my) lady. Princess Chu Gui and Lu Mao are divorced, how can there be true love in this world......"

A discordant little girl's voice sounded, and the sound was crisp, like gold beads falling on a jade plate, tinkling.

"Princess Chugui? Lu Mao Horse ............"

The hoarse voice visibly stifled a laugh.

"Don't laugh...... I like Princess Chugui and Lu Mao the horse the most! Master, you look at the finch at the door, which means that true love is like a bird, stop and go, when one person walks away, he will stop and wait for the other, will Princess Chu Gui and Lu Maoma remarry? ”,…,

The brittle little girl first lewd herself like a brain-dead fan. Then it dawned on me.

"Ahem...... No, a certain is to say...... Is the princess and the colt divorced or not...... Close...... You...... Bird thing! ”

"Flutter ......"

The woman couldn't help but laugh.

"You...... You ......"

In the main hall, tall and spacious, the thick vermilion lacquer pillar is embraced, the bluestone is the base, the arch caisson is well, the carved beams are painted, and the beams are hung with layers of Buddha flags, however, the dust is covered on it.

There are several offering fruits on the incense table in front of the Buddha in the third world, the offering fruit has long lost its luster, and the incense smoke in the cupola furnace is burning, and it is full of luxury. A brass chain hung down in the middle of the caisson, and a glazed lantern hung from it, and the flame swayed, apparently there was not much sesame oil.

On the carved beam directly above, hang a plaque of lacquered gold, and write "Lingshan is close at hand". There is a couplet on the pillar of the east and west halls, the upper one is "the three worlds drive the mercy voyage, Pudu sentient beings are super bitter sea", and the lower one is "the great thousand hanging wisdom sun, all over the magic rain sprinkled the heavens".

Under the Buddha statue, on the left, a short-haired "monk" with a blackened face and dusty face sits cross-legged on a futon, holding a scroll in one hand and a long-handled magnifying glass in the other, knocking on the wooden fish in front of him every four or five seconds. …,

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There are a lot of sawdust bricks scattered around him, and there is a circular hole directly above him, and the blue sky and white clouds are clearly visible.

A ray of sunlight came in from the hole, and it happened to shine on the head of the third world, forming a halo.

At first glance, I thought that it was a "skylight" deliberately opened by the monks in the temple to give the Buddha a ray of sunshine and make him brilliant.

The futon is not a real monk, but a young man who has traveled to this time and space from the 21st century. His name is Gu Ren, and he is a retired agent. He fell from heaven and fell into this great temple.

Although he looked embarrassed at this time, the joy in his eyes was not hidden. Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded in crossing, which is so bizarre.

At this moment, Gu Renzheng was wearing a broken glasses with a few cracks, and looked at the woman kneeling in front of the Buddha statue "approachable". His broken glasses glowed red from time to time.

And the woman kneeling in front of the Buddha statue...... About seventeen or eighteen years old, the head of the green silk pulled a snail bun, the jade hosta is tied, the bun is inserted in front of a bead and phoenix double-strand step shake hairpin, thin grease powder, light sweep moth eyebrows, wear a light lake green Hangzhou textile cardigan coat, moon white cloud silk pleated Hunan skirt, crested bow shoes, delicate and elegant, clear eyes, graceful figure, like a green lotus out of the water, white jade flawless, Rao is beautiful, people can not give birth to half a blasphemy thought. ,…,

Her surname is Kong, her name is Yishang, and she is the daughter of the master of Confucius in Qujiang City. If you look closely, the appearance is three points similar to the woman in the portrait in Gu Ren's hand.

Behind Kong Yishang was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, the girl's face was a little baby fat, her eyes were cunning, and she was witty and eccentric. It's very cute to pout.

She is called Sanqi and is Kong Yishang's personal maid.

"Master, there is something else to do with me."

Kong Yishang looked up and saw that the halo on the head of the third world Rulai was getting brighter and brighter, and Gu Ren's words had never been heard of, so she worshiped her, and decided to tell the secret hidden in her heart.

"Female donor, please speak."

Gu Ren took down the frame of his glasses that fell to the bridge of his nose, and couldn't help but glance downward, every time he looked, the red halo on the glasses flashed again, he smiled gently, secretly swallowed his saliva, and muttered in his heart, the infrared perspective effect of these glasses is very good...... I didn't expect that ancient women didn't wear **, even a chest cloth...... Ahem...... In fact, this skirt is quite good, quite trendy.

The kind of clothing worn by Kong Yishang is called "?". It is a strapless, side-fastening** form. Generally, if ancient women like to wear semi-open-breasted skirts, they will tie the skirt high on the chest, and then tie a wide belt under the chest, draped in transparent tulle, **looming, therefore**fabric exquisite, colorful. ,…,

"Master, my cousin has been to the Chang'an Imperial Examination for a year, and there is no news, is it my cousin's empathy...... Married her. ”

Kong Yishang didn't notice the strangeness in Gu Ren's eyes, and bit her teeth and whispered softly.

"Empathy?"

The master's face sank, and he was a little displeased, but he returned to normal in an instant, thought for a moment, and raised his eyebrows.

(PS: In the name of the Tang people, they use Ah Lang, Jun Lang, Niangzi, Little Lady and the like, and we modern people read it very twisted.) So, in this novel, I changed to the common names in costume movies and television, such as Mrs. Son, Miss, Adult...... and so on, and the party forgives me. ）;

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