Chapter Seventy-Six: Lingjue Temple

The teenage novice has long since gotten rid of his youth and innocence, and has a calm look of a Buddhist person.

Put his hands together and salute: "Luo Mi Buddha, the door of Buddhism is wide open, the person who comes is a guest, and the girl came to the temple by mistake is also a fate that is important in the dark, so there is no need to worry." ”

Luo Xiaoran's posture became even more sincere, and he said with emotion: "Thank you, little master." ”

And Han Yan, who was standing on the side, looked at the two people who were worshipping back and forth, and had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

I always feel ......

I seemed to have been calculated by the Queen Mother, and I felt a little unhappy.

Especially after the Queen Mother very readily admitted that she had misremembered the master, this unhappiness was even more obvious.

The Empress Dowager he knows, would she mistake a monk who has been talking all the way?

And it's not that you misremember the name, but the temple where this monk is located?

Just when Han Yan was extremely puzzled and unhappy, Luo Xiaoran had already followed Xiao Shami into the Lingjue Temple.

After Shen Chang sent them to their destination, Han Yan paid off the money and sent him away.

After Luo Xiaoran entered the Lingjue Temple, she was shocked by the scale and layout of this temple, the Lingjue Temple is not a very famous temple, otherwise she casually made up the Master Chengkong in the Lingjue Temple along the way has long been debunked, so she underestimated the scale of this temple from the bottom of her heart.

I think it should be a small temple that follows the rules of ordinary rules.

But the scene in front of her surprised her and she couldn't say a word.

After passing the temple gate, there are bell towers and drum towers standing opposite each other at seven or eight meters, and the distance between them is about ten meters. Five or six meters away from the bell and drum tower, there is a building with black tiles and yellow walls, which enshrines a number of painted Buddha statues, with different forms and lifelike appearances, which are no rougher than the Buddha statues she has seen in major modern temples.

Facing the temple gate is the majestic Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the steps leading to the temple are all made of jade, reflecting the warm light in the midday sun in October.

From a distance, it looks like a faint halo enveloping it.

It's real, it's real.

The scale that Luo Xiaoran has seen with his own eyes alone at the moment alone suggests that this Lingjue Temple is not an ordinary temple. She couldn't help but say to the little novice: "The layout of Lingjue Temple is even more exquisite than the temples in the capital. ”

The little novice just folded his hands and recited a phrase from Lomi Buddha in his mouth, to which he did not respond with a word.

Under the leadership of Xiao Shami, Luo Xiaoran roughly visited Xia Lingjue Temple, and discussed Buddhism with Xiao Shami very well, and the knowledge was all stolen from the dry goods explained by the tour guide of her trip to Xi'an, which finally made Han Yan no longer look at her with strange eyes.

About an hour later, when she and Han Yan were about to leave, they suddenly heard a panicked voice.

There were also a few screams and screams of a man going crazy.

Immediately afterwards, another little novice hurriedly ran over, and after whispering a few words to him, the little novice briefly explained a few words to Luo Xiaoran, and quickly ran towards the place where the noise came.

From the conversations of the monks, it seems that one of the pilgrims is ill.

Luo Xiaoran and Han Yan didn't care about this, and soon left the Lingjue Temple.

Two days later, they returned to the post station in Xiangzhou, where they rested that night.

Luo Xiaoran stayed up until midnight with his eyes open, dragged the nine-tailed red fox who slept with a fox's face and a dream, led the carriage, and sneaked out of the inn.

However, before Luo Xiaoran could enjoy it for a few minutes, he took two steps with the lantern and saw Han Yan guarding the back door of the post station.

At this time, Han Yan held the long sword with both hands on his chest, leaning on the wooden door, and waited for the rabbit.

When he saw Luo Xiaoran come out, his face flashed with a sense of accomplishment that Shouzhu had caught the rabbit.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the candle flame is faint, and the two stand far away.

Luo Xiaoran: "......"

I'm rubbing, when did this Han Yan's IQ become so good?!

Han Yan continued to smile.

It really didn't seem like His Majesty.

Luo Xiaoran scolded her mother silently in her heart, Han Yan approached and asked, "Where is Niangniang going with the carriage so late?" ”

Luo Xiaoran smiled and said, "Go and have a tryst with your lover." ”

Her soft and sweet voice bites the tail note, as if grabbing people's ears and hearts, and it is itchy wherever she scratches. Han Yan didn't react for a while, "Love, love?!" ”

Luo Xiaoran smiled more gently, stretched out his finger, and hooked him.

Squinted his eyes, with a mysterious look: "It's not your majesty, for your sake, for your sake, the mourning family will be merciful to tell you who your lover is." ”

Han Yan's whole person was a little bad.

The Queen Mother still has a lover?!

The lover is not His Majesty?!

No, it's not! What's more serious is that His Majesty is still no match for an unknown wild man?!

When Han Yan leaned in, he was keenly aware of the sly light flashing in Luo Xiaoran's eyes, but for a short moment, he didn't have time to think about what that light represented Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother, and suddenly felt a pinprick-like pain somewhere in his neck.

Oops!

By the time Han Yan reacted, it was too late, drowsiness was surging, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them at all.

Luo Xiaoran had already pierced the silver needle into the sleeping hole accurately.

When she pulled out the silver needle, she took a step back, and the huge body in front of her fell to the ground with a thud, startling the dust to fly.

In the dust, Luo Xiaoran calmly put away the silver needle and re-tied it into his bun.

But my heart is extremely proud, Han Yan, Han Yan, even if your IQ is online once in a while, you finally can't compare to yourself whose IQ is always online, hahahahaha!!

However, the first time I practiced self-defense techniques for a long time was actually used on my master's body, I always felt that ......

I'm a little sorry for Han Yan's earnest teaching.

Luo Xiaoran pondered while driving the carriage that when they returned to Beijing, she would definitely suggest to Murong Jue that she give Han Yan a marriage, so that he could get rid of the long-term life of doing it herself to ensure happiness.

Well, that's a good idea.

Presumably, Han Yan will be very grateful to himself.

After solving Han Yan's matter, he completely left it behind and focused on the road. These days, Han Yan is trying to be steady, but you can imagine how slow the speed is. Luo Xiaoran strives for a high speed, in order to completely get rid of Han Yan and see his lover as soon as possible, he is racing against time.

The time of traveling alone is particularly boring, especially at night.

On the empty road in front and behind, only the sound of the wheels of her carriage rolling over the ground was infinitely amplified in the night.

The little nine-tailed red fox nested in her robe, revealing only a fiery red fox head, sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed.

Through the fabric and the red fox's hair, she could clearly feel the warm body temperature from the small animal, as well as the beating of her heartbeat, and in this quiet and quiet night, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.