In the next hour, Chen Yanwan found that Yu'er really likes to eat osmanthus cakes, although a plate of pastries is not much, but there are more than a dozen yuan, and she has already eaten three or five pieces at this time, worried that Chu Yu will be easy to accumulate food if she eats too much, so she put a cup of tea in front of Chu Yu, and said softly: "Although the pastries are good, it is not suitable to eat more, and it is more comfortable to drink some tea." ”

Yu'er likes to eat so much, it seems that she will have to prepare some pastries in the future.

Chu Yu took a few sips of water and put it down, and did not continue to eat osmanthus cake, her expression was flat, she just sat quietly, listening to the noisy market outside the carriage, but her heart was calm without a ripple.

Yunjing Temple is some distance from the capital, the speed of the carriage is not fast, and the group is about to arrive.

Yunjing Temple is located in the left suburbs of the capital four or five miles, built by the mountain, the scenery is pleasant, the temple is built is very delicate atmosphere, it is not ordinary small temple can be compared at all.

Chu Yu had a vague impression in her memory, she had heard the name of Master Lingxuan, but she was not a person who believed in fate, so she had never been to this Yunjing Temple, but she had often heard people mention it.

The majestic Yunjing Temple in front of you covers almost half of the mountain, the green bricks and green trees are integrated, and occasionally there are one or two bells, which looks exceptionally clean and peaceful.

This appearance of Yunjing Temple made Chu Yu feel a lot more relieved all of a sudden, and there was a sense of familiarity that she had been here before. But she doesn't remember being here.

Chen Yanwan only brought one or two guards to follow, and ordered the rest of the people to wait in place, Yunjing Temple is a pure and solemn place, just come to burn incense and worship the Buddha, it is still not suitable for many people.

Even so, at this time, there were already many people coming and going at the gate of Yunjing Temple, and there were also many large families who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha, most of them came to Master Lingxuan.

The group climbed the stairs, and Cuizhi began to talk again.

"Miss, this is the first time we have come to Yunjing Temple, the slave maid heard that the Lingxuan master of Yunjing Temple passed and knew the future, such a supernatural person, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to meet it."

"Oh? How amazing is that? Chu Yu was also interested when she heard this, but it was only the interest in her tone, she never believed in God, nor did she believe in fate, this kind of thing was at most just a spectator, and she didn't go to her heart.

"Yes, Miss, the title of Master Lingxuan was given by the Empress Dowager herself, I heard that the Empress Dowager wanted to crown him as a national teacher at that time, but Master Lingxuan refused."

"Master Lingxuan has a very high reputation, but it's not something that ordinary people can see if they want to see it, so it's about fate."

Chen Yanwan on the side also smiled and said: "If you can't see it, you just come here today to ask for a sign, and the rest depends on fate." ”

As he spoke, he heard a noise in front of him, and saw a lady in a brocade dress arguing with another plainly dressed old lady.

It is said to be a quarrel, but it seems to be just a one-sided insult.

Wu Wanrou glanced at the old lady opposite with disdain in her high-key dress, and her tone was full of impatience.

"Why are you so rude, old woman, with bad eyes, and learn to worship the Buddha from others, I see, even the Buddha will not take a second look at your vulgar appearance."

"What's the matter, you haven't spoken yet, but you bumped into this princess, and I was knocked off by you, and now I'm still stained with mud, can you afford it?"