After changing horses and cars, the four Qingsang appeared under the gate of Chencangzhou on the evening of the next day.

For two days and one night, Liu Su only relied on forcibly feeding some water to maintain his life. But the dehydration was so severe that the person lost weight quickly.

Father Liu lifted the curtain and looked at the city wall of Chencangzhou, which was several feet high, and a person stood ten steps on the city wall with sharp eyes and a long robbery in his hand. There were a line of soldiers standing on each side of the gate of the city, shouting from time to time to maintain order at the city gate.

Lowered the curtain of the carriage, looked at the thin and inhuman-shaped daughter in the carriage, and came from the heart: Su'er, you see that Chen Cangzhou, which you are thinking about, has arrived, you should get up quickly.

The carriage slowly drove into the city gate with the crowd in line. It's already night, but the carriage is still full of people, and it is very lively.

But Father Liu and Qingsang had no intention of looking at this lively Chen Cangcheng.

Qingsang instructed Lan Yu: "Go directly to Xiangyun Temple."

Outside the car, Lan Feng replied respectfully: "Yes, Lord."

Passing through Caixia Street, the main street in the center of Chencangzhou, the carriage drove to the east of Qili Street, out of Qili Street, immediately drove on the official road for about a quarter of an hour, and arrived at the foot of Xiangyun Mountain, the easternmost part of the city, and the carriage stopped.

"Lord, it's here." Lan Feng lifted the curtain and said.

In the car, Liu's father hugged Liu Su and followed Qingsang out of the carriage.

Looking up, Xiangyun Temple stands on top of those dozens of steps. The temple reflected in the green trees, the apricot yellow courtyard walls, the blue-gray ridges, the pale green towering ancient trees, and the vermilion gates were all bathed in the sunset.

Qingsang took out a diamond-shaped wooden plaque carved with a mandala pattern from his bosom. Rubbing his fingers against the Yuan character in the center of the wooden plaque.

After half a ring, he glanced at Liu Su who was holding in Liu's father's arms, and finally handed over the wooden sign: "Go knock on the door."

Lan Yu respectfully took the wooden card, stepped on the stone steps, and walked quickly to the door. knocked on the door of Xiangyun Temple.

Father Liu looked at Qingsang from the side, and there was a little unusual: "Thank you, Qingsang."

"Uncle Liu, you're welcome, Xiao Su'er is not only your daughter, but also a person recognized by the deity." Qingsang's tone was rarely serious.

Liu's father knew in his heart that the man his daughter saved was either rich or expensive. Seeing that this body has an extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance, it is not something that ordinary people can have. And it seems that he can do this for his daughter, and it seems that it is not an ordinary relationship. I don't know where my daughter saved him?

The gate of the temple opened from the inside, and a monk walked out, "Donor, there will be no guests near the Japanese temple, please go to the right side of the main hall to incense."

Lan Yu handed over the wooden card: "My master asks to see Master Yunchen." ”

The monk took the wooden card: "Amitabha, the donor, please wait in the side hall." I'll come when I go. "The monk gave a Buddha salute. Call a novice to show the four of them.

……

Presiding over the house

Master Yunchen is talking with a person.

"Presiding, a donor presents this object for a meeting." The monk presents a wooden plaque.

Master Yunchen took the wooden card, looked at it carefully, and seemed to be a little surprised: "Zhongping, please come over."

"Yes, host." Zhongping gave a salute and retreated.

"The host is an old man, and Zhi Yan retired first." Dressed in a white sandy robe, with a black robe on it, this black and white monk's robe made him like a floating cloud in the sky, out of the dust. Mortal people feel blasphemous when they see it a lot.

"He is the son of an old man, but he is also your old man. It's just that the past is like smoke, and it's up to you whether you see it or not. ”

"Amitabha, if you come, you will be safe. Whether it is a bad fate or a good fate, it is always the fate of a poor monk. It's not appropriate to avoid it. Zhi Yan clasped his hands together and smiled indifferently.

"Host, the people have arrived." Chungpei's voice rang out outside.

The door was pushed open, and Qingsang was the first to walk in. Liu's father hugged Liu Su and followed. Blue Feather was guarding the door.

"Master Yunchen, junior Qingsang, I am here to disturb today, I have something to ask for." After Qingsang entered the house, he didn't care about others, he bowed slightly and made a junior salute.

Master Yunchen looked at the child in his memory, and his face showed a hint of relief: "Donor, the boss is polite, I haven't seen the donor for many years and has grown up." I believe that your mother has knowledge and can also look at it. ”

Turning his head to look at Zhi Yuan: "Zhi Yuan, this is Yuan Kai, the son of General Yuan, you should have seen it when you were a child." ”

Qingsang listened to Master Yunchen say this, Qingsang did not answer Master Yunchen's words, although he already knew his life experience, it did not mean that he had to agree.

It's just that his expression is slightly emotional. Gently brushed off his long hair, turned his head to look at Zhi Yan, and said lazily: "I haven't seen you for many years, I heard that you have become a monk, congratulations." But your appearance as a fake immortal, even if you are a monk, you are also an immortal monk, which is prohibitive. ”

As soon as Zhi Yan came in from Qingsang, he was also looking at him, and he was still so poisonous when he saw that he hadn't seen him for so many years. Put your hands together and smile and say, "Amitabha, the donor is laughing." I haven't seen it for many years, and the donor's demon has not been taken away, but the longer it grows, the more demonic it becomes. It's sad and lamentable."

Father Liu stood in the house with Liu Su in his arms, and was shocked when he heard Master Yunchen say that he had broken Qingsang's identity.

This General Yuan is a big man. I didn't expect that I could let the son of Yuan Lao Lingjun call him uncle, which is really unpredictable.

Master Yunchen ignored the reminiscence of the two, and he walked to Father Liu's side: "Donor, please bring the little donor over and put it here." ”

Father Liu instantly woke up from his mixed thoughts: "Yes, master." ”。

Liu Su was carefully placed on the bed in the room. Father Liu glanced at Master Yunchen with some expectation.

"Donor, don't worry, I'll take a look first." Master Yunchen smiled kindly.

Master Yunchen came to the bedside, first carefully inspected Liu Su's complexion, and saw that he seemed to be haunted by nightmares, and his face looked like panic and despair.

Later, he began to check Liu Su's pulse, frowned half-loudly, and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Amitabha, donor, this girl is in good health. It's just that the soul is unstable, and because of something, he is entangled in yin and evil, and he can't get out.

If you want her soul to return to its place, you have to combine the eight characters of the little donor's birthday, find a combination of the eight characters of the birthday of the Yang or the deep blessing, and boil it until it turns into water for her to drink.

Coupled with three days and three nights of reciting the Diamond Sutra, it should awaken her trapped soul. The so-called pressure first, then call is like this. ”

Qingsang and the two had stopped talking, and when they heard Master Yunchen's words, they both looked at Father Liu.

As soon as Liu's father heard that his daughter's soul was unstable, he thought of the scene when his daughter was in a coma a few months ago. I was very frightened in my heart, and when I saw that everyone was watching him busy, he said: "In the ninety-seventh year of Hong Xiao, September 5th, the last moment of the hour."

When Master Yunchen heard this, his face changed, he glanced at Liu Su, and then at the wisdom in the house, Qingsang: "Amitabha, good and good, it's really a fate." ”

Seeing Master Yunchen looking at him, Zhi Ji was a little puzzled. Does this little girl have anything to do with herself? Because the little girl was held and distracted by Qingsang, he never paid attention to her.

He stood up, walked to the bedside, and was shocked: "Amitabha, good, good. I haven't seen you for a few days, but it's such fate.

Presiding, I'll do the chanting."