They followed the acquaintance and walked up the hill, and most of the strong monks carried the boxes in an orderly manner, and followed them.

The two monks who remained led the coachman to the back of the mountain, presumably where the carriage was stored.

Talking all the way, I learned that this Zhike Dharma name was empty, he looked at his face smooth, only some fine lines at the end of his eyes, and his speech temperament gave people a very ironing feeling.

Tongyue asked him curiously, "Master, how old are you now?" “

Shikong just smiled and bowed his head, avoiding answering.

Tongyue didn't know which sentence he said wrong, and thought that he didn't hear what he was saying, so he wanted to ask again.

"Sister, you're sweating on your forehead, wipe your sweat." Tong Yan interrupted her with a smile.

The monks in the monastery will not answer this question, as the so-called "Tao does not speak of longevity", since they are outsiders, how can they be calculated by the age of life in the world.

Mrs. Wang glanced at Tong Yan, fanned the fan in her hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's a little hot today, I thought that since I came to make a vow, I should be more pious, so I didn't call it a sedan chair, are you four okay?" ”

Tong Yue pursed her lips, knowing that she might have asked whether she shouldn't have asked, she glanced at Tong Yan, let the maid wipe the sweat on her forehead, and whispered, "It's a little hot." ”

"Amitabha, Madame's sincerity Buddha will definitely know." Shikong stopped and saluted Mrs. Wang.

Tong Yan looked up, then turned her head to look down the mountain, and was less than halfway up the mountain.

"County lord, be careful, don't look down." Qingzhi hugged her worriedly.

Tong Yan nodded obediently.

She glanced at the air, and found that he didn't sweat at all, and the whole person was light, and he couldn't see that he was climbing a mountain, as if he was walking on the ground.

Could it be that this monk is really different from ordinary people.

As if sensing her gaze, Shikong turned his head and smiled kindly at her.

Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, and also smiled and shook her head at the air.

Shikong turned around again and continued to walk steadily up the mountain.

Could it be that there are eyes behind this liberation? Tong Yan's heart was a little hairy, and her head was thinking wildly, could it be that this release and mind reading skills can know what they are thinking?

"If there's anything wrong with you, be sure to let me know." Mrs. Wang looked at this Tonghui with some concern.

Tonghui's face was red, her lips were white, her forehead was densely covered with fine sweat, and she smiled weakly.

"Are you alright?" Wang Lan frowned and looked at Tonghui and asked with concern.

"It's fine." Tonghui held on, and her body was almost leaning on Que'er's body.

Que'er was very struggling, and she was hot and sweaty, and she persuaded in a low voice: "The county master should not rest for a while, how can you be tired and tired?" ”

Tonghui shook her head, saying that she didn't want to stop.

was originally begging others to come out, how could she let others take care of her anymore?

Mrs. Wang noticed that Tonghui's face was getting worse and worse, so she simply said directly: "Let's rest for a while, Lord Qingping, your face is really bad, why don't you call a small sedan chair?" ”

Tong Yan also persuaded: "Take a break and then leave, don't get tired and have any problems." ”

Although Tongyue didn't speak, she kept looking at Tonghui with some worry in her eyes.

"Well, let's take a break." Tonghui smiled embarrassedly, and glanced at Tongyan and Tongyue with a complicated expression.

It's just that after this break, Tonghui lost her strength, and when she stood up again, her head shook violently, which frightened the maid Que'er and Xi'er, and quickly stabilized her half-hugged and half-supported.

"The county lord is suffering from heat stroke." Amitabha Buddha sighed, "Let's let the poor monk call the top sedan chair, this halfway mountain road is not close to say far away, the county lord is still in good health." ”

"Then it's troublesome Master, since that's the case, please ask Master to lead the three of them up first, and I'll accompany the Lord of Qingping to wait here." Mrs. Wang is very anxious, if the county lord has something to do with three long and two short, she will not be able to escape the blame.

"Mother." Wang Lan pulled Mrs. Wang's sleeve, reluctant to stay here.

Mrs. Wang didn't pay attention to her, but said to Tong Yan and Tong Yue: "Are the two county lords unwell?" Do you want to call a sedan chair too? ”

Tong Yan doesn't care, she gets up early to practice every day these days, and her body doesn't feel tired, although she is a little sweaty on her forehead, but it's nothing, but she feels that the air on this mountain is extremely comfortable.

"Mother, I'm too tired to do it." Wang Lan said coquettishly.

Mrs. Wang looked at Tong Yan and Tong Yue with some embarrassment.

"I'm going to sit in a sedan chair too." Tongyue sat on the stone on the side, although she was still in good spirits, she couldn't leave Tonghui alone, she had to follow Tonghui all the time.

Tong Yan thought about it, but still wanted to go up, she smiled and said to Mrs. Wang: "Madame, Sister Lan and Sister A, little sister sit in a sedan chair, I am tired of sitting in a sedan chair, I still want to walk." ”

Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and the two county lords had spoken, she looked at Shikong and asked, "Then I'll bother Master." ”

Shikong nodded, walked down a few steps, and whispered a few words to a monk.

"I also bothered the donor to wait here for a while, and the sedan chair will come soon." Shikong walked up and said to Mrs. Wang.

"Thank you, Master." Mrs. Wang returned the salute.

In this way, Tong Yan took the four maids and followed Master Shikong first.

There are so many fewer people, but it is much quieter, Tong Yan only looks down at the road, occasionally looks up to look around at the scenery, and walks in front of Tong Yan without squinting or slow, always maintaining a distance of two steps.

"Every year at this time, the incense of Chongguo Temple is unusually vigorous." Shikong spoke suddenly, breaking the silence.

Tong Yan was confused, didn't understand what she meant, hesitated and asked, "Why is this?" ”

Shikong was a little surprised, he thought that this Zhaoyang County Lord was here for this, but he didn't expect it to be not.

He smiled and shook his head, "At this time of year, the prince of Wei will come here to pray for his mother, and many women in Beijing will also come to the temple to stay or ask for a sign, just to see the prince, so the wings in the temple are very full." “

Tong Yan has heard that Wei Guogong's current wife is Cheng Huai's stepmother, and she is very young.

Her heart jumped, could it be that Tonghui went to such great lengths to meet Cheng Huai?

However, in the face of a man like Cheng Huai, it is estimated that no woman in this world can refuse, whether it is temperament or appearance, or cultural and martial arts, she is impeccable, and she has such a noble identity as the eldest son of the Duke of Wei.

And what about her? Can she refuse?

Such a question suddenly popped up in Tong Yan's heart.

She shook her head imperceptibly.

Identity and status are given by parents, skin and talent are given by God, take off these things, is the most real appearance of a person, he has these things, she has not tasted them, why can't she refuse?

Moreover, this acquaintance said to her coldly what she was doing here, the monks were all pure, and they still cared about so many idle things.