Bang la blah.

The shining and precious jewels were poured on the table, and Lin Qingyin opened the mezzanine and took out a piece of paper.

Miss Yan, see the words like meeting:

When I first met you, I was fascinated by you......

A piece of letter full of youthful feelings.

Lin Qingyin directly stretched out his index finger and tapped it in turn at a specific position on the paper.

Words form a sentence in the mind.

Tomorrow, Xiangguo Temple.

Lin Qingyin set the paper on fire.

"Wancui, tell your uncle, you will use a carriage tomorrow."

It's time to settle the matter of the Qin Mansion.

Lin Qingyin twisted the remaining corner of the paper burn and smeared the ashes on the sleeve of Wancui's coat.

"Ask my uncle to borrow a piece of ink again."

It wasn't Lord Qin himself who entertained Wan Cui, but it didn't have any effect.

The housekeeper of the Qin Mansion handed the ink block to Wan Cui, and he swept his eyes obscurively on Wan Cui's sleeve, and then went to Lord Qin's study.

The scorched black marks left on the sleeves of the paper after it was burned, the ink blocks that were in a hurry to use, the little marquis of chu had just sent a gift, and the carriage.

As soon as the four are combined, you can guess an approximate.

Lord Qin glanced at the "Luo Neuroyi" that was taken by the housekeeper.

This niece of his own family is a person who can calm down, and she also copied the scriptures and gave them to him.

Lord Qin's gaze was fixed on the word "Luo".

He instructed the butler something.

"But it's all little girls, go ahead."

Lord Qin ordered the housekeeper to step down.

The Xiangguo Temple where Lin Qingyin is going is the temple where he prayed for Yan's father and mother when he first entered the capital.

After lunch, the carriage was already waiting outside the Qin Mansion.

Lin Qingyin and Wancui took the carriage to Xiangguo Temple.

The temple was sacred and quiet, and Lin Qingyin stepped into the hall step by step.

Lin Qingyin raised his eyes and glanced at the Buddha statue on the seat.

Then she knelt down on the futon, and Wancui knelt down.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?"

Without the slightest awe, Zero Zero was eating his potato chips with a click.

Lin Qingyin clasped his hands together and did not speak.

"Phew!"

Zero's facial features were entangled, he spit out the potato chips, and picked up the bag to take a look.

Laoshan potato chips, a special product in the world.

you!

Lin Qingyin inserted incense sticks into the incense burner.

"I believe."

Zero raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Daoling? ”

"Myself."

Zero-Zero: ......

Oh.

Drink cola.

Lin Qingyin and Wan Cui went to see the abbot, but like last time, they were turned away.

It's just that this time the novice said: "The time has not yet come." ”

"Miss, what's the time?"

"I don't know." Lin Qingyin replied lightly.

Behind the temple is the back mountain, there is a small maple forest, and Lin Qingyin stands under the tree.

"The time has come, why hasn't the little marquis come yet?"

As she spoke, Wan Cui admired the layers of fiery red maple leaves, and her eyes were full of amazement.

Suddenly, her body was pulled, and Lin Qingyin pushed her behind her.

The back mountain is quiet, and under the beautiful scenery, it is the calm that the wind and rain are coming.

In the quiet maple forest, a group of killers suddenly broke out.

The person who was sent this time obviously didn't give Lin Qingyin a chance to ask for help.

All paths are blocked, and only a path behind you can escape, and at the end of the path, there is a cliff.

"Go to the cliff!" Lin Qingyin pushed away Wancui.

Wan Cui turned around and ran.

Two quarters of an hour ago, the main road of the capital.

The young man marched forward on horseback, and a shallow smile appeared on his clear and bright face.

Behind him, four guards followed on horseback.

"Little Hou Ye!"

At the fork in the road, one person stopped Chu Yu.

Chu Yu Lema: "What's wrong?" Isn't it all over? ”

"An important clue has been found."