It was already dark outside, and when the moon was rising, the temple was very quiet.

The entire Luoxia Temple has faded away from the brightness and solemnity of the day, and it is all shrouded in night, and only some black shadows are faintly left in the surrounding trees.

The mountains in the distance are undulating, as if connecting to the sky, and the temple has become very quiet, except for the oil lamps flickering in the night above the main hall and in the Buddha hall.

"Miss, the old lady seems to have gone back."

"She's just putting on a show for others, isn't it possible that you're still looking forward to her staying here for the night and guarding her mother's life lamp?"

Jiang Yunqing said lightly, glanced at the somewhat dim Buddhist hall, and when he got closer, he could hear the sound of someone knocking on the wooden fish inside.

Jiang Yunqing only thought that it was the people in the temple who stayed here to guard the Buddhist hall, and he was afraid that it would be too noisy and disturb the monks in the temple, so he turned his head to Sui'er and said, "You wait for me outside first, and I'll go in and have a look." ”

"Yes."

Sui'er stood outside the Buddha hall.

Jiang Yunqing pushed the door in, and saw the Eight Great Ming Kings enshrined inside.

There are two rows of shelves on the left and right sides of the statue, and the shelves are full of burning oil lamps, and under each oil lamp, a small brown wooden sign hangs, and there is a niche with the tablet on the platform in front of it.

The tablet was made of fine pine wood, but there was no word on it, and it looked a little strange bare.

Jiang Yunqing was stunned, but she didn't expect that the Luoxia Temple would actually worship the tablet for people, and she thought that the temple only worshiped the everbright lamp for people.

She glanced to the side and saw that there was a dark gauze curtain, and behind the curtain she could faintly see a figure sitting on the ground, and in front of her she could see a table placed, and the sound of wooden fish that she had heard outside the Buddha hall before came from there.

"This master."

Jiang Yunqing stepped forward and said in a low voice: "I don't know how to find my relatives' life lamp." ”

The sound of the wooden fish inside suddenly stopped, as if it had been disturbed.

After a while, a somewhat hoarse voice came.

"There is a wooden sign under the lamp, and the card has a surname on it, so find it yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the man returned to his previous appearance, and after closing his eyes, when the Qianzhi in his hand landed on the wooden fish, it made a thick, distant "dong" and "dong" sound.

Jiang Yunqing didn't bother again, just folded his hands and made a gesture, then turned around and went directly to the wooden shelves on both sides, and carefully found the life lamp left by the Jiang family for the Meng family inside.

Maybe it's to make a face, or maybe it's to make people can't find fault in superficial work.

The Jiang family did worship Meng's life lamp with their hearts, and placed her life lamp on the top of the shelf near the god statue.

And unlike others, her life lamp is larger and the wick is thicker, and you can see from the base of the oil lamp that is some black inside, it should be often taken care of, and even add lamp oil.

It's just that at this time, the lamp oil has bottomed out, and the flame on the lamp is clearly extinguished and looks much weaker.

Maybe she was thinking about how to calculate her and how to protect the Jiang family, but she completely forgot to do all the superficial work, and even forgot to add lamp oil.

Jiang Yunqing looked around, found the pot with lamp oil, took bamboo tweezers and gold scissors, stepped forward and carefully fiddled with the wick inside, and said in a low voice:

"Mother, Yun Qing has come to see you."