After Shu Mingyu had filled her empty temple of five internal organs, she asked Xiaozhu.

"Xiaozhu, near this imperial city, which temple is the most aura?"

Xiaozhu looked at the princess in surprise, and the princess seemed to be in good spirits.

"Princess, Yunyin Temple, twenty miles away from here, is the most spiritual, generally someone in the family is sick or something bad happens, they will go there to ask for a signature, it is said that they are all responsive, very effective."

"Okay, I got it. You go and prepare incense, candles, and snacks at once, as well as silver taels. I want to start from King Ning's Mansion and kneel three times and bow to Yunyin Temple. Shu Mingyu decided.

"Princess—" Xiaozhu exclaimed.

"Last night, your prince gave me a dream, saying that his wandering soul is still wandering in the underworld, if I have full sincerity and get the Guanyin fairy water of the Lingguang Temple, he will have a chance to return to the yang within seven days. Therefore, no matter whether the dream is true or not, as long as there is one in ten thousand hopes, this princess has to give it a try. ”

There is no reason to change what Su Mingyu decides.

"Princess!" Xiaozhu looked at Su Mingyu worriedly. The princess is not overly sad, that's why she will now-

"Xiaozhu, don't stop me, just support me."

Shu Mingyu looked at Xiaozhu seriously.

"Actually, there is a precedent for me to do this. Let me tell you a story, once upon a time, a scholar fell in love with a rich daughter, and they were in love with each other and swore an alliance. But the young lady's father hated the poor and loved the rich, so he forcibly broke them up and wanted to marry his daughter to the son of Taishou. ”

"The scholar vomited blood and died of grief. The young lady also wanted to die with the scholar, but the scholar dreamed at night and told the young lady that as long as she kowtowed three times in one step, set off from home, knelt all the way to the hall of the spiritual temple, and lit three soul-reviving incense for him, then he could come back. ”

Miss Qianjin really did this for Ailang, she knelt in front of the spirit seedling with blood stains, and just ordered the soul incense, but suddenly there appeared Guanyin Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, she said that she was emotionally moved by heaven, and God was merciful and willing to fulfill them. So this young lady obtained the immortal water of Guanyin Bodhisattva and saved the scholar. And afterwards, the father of the young lady also accepted the scholar because of God-given fate. ”

"Princess, is there really such a story?" Xiaozhu said suspiciously.

"Yes, as long as you believe, as long as your heart is sincere enough, you will definitely be able to move the sky and get what you want."

When Shu Mingyu said this, his face was confident, and his face was shining.

Xiaozhu saw that the princess was like this, and she immediately believed seven points.

She was busy with incense candles, snacks, and silver.

Outside the window, the rain crackled and the wind swept uncontrollably.

Shu Mingyu instructed Xiaozhu and Xiaohe, each carrying two white lanterns, walking in front of them with pieces of paper, calling Xilingyue's soul.

And she knelt in the rain, bowed her head three times in one step, and her forehead was pounding.

Originally, on a rainy day, no one would come out to walk on the street.

But I don't know who got the news, the people went to the streets one after another, and they watched Su Mingyu's forehead stained with blood, and he was soaked.

They watched coldly at first, and then gradually became infected by Su Mingyu's sincerity, and they walked beside her one after another, encouraging her.

A woman asked her to make an umbrella for her, but she refused.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, but no. Since God has chosen to show me sincerity in such weather, I must be sincere and not be sloppy. As she spoke, she kowtowed respectfully.

Every step, every kowtow, she did not slack in the slightest, very neat, absolutely standard of respectful etiquette.

Seeing her suffer in the raging storm, there was a figure in the crowd who couldn't help it, and he wanted to rush over, but was pulled by a dirty figure.

"She's doing this, it's the best opportunity for you to come back, so you have to be patient, you have to be patient. She's going to be fine, she can do it, you have to trust her! ”

In the eyes of Qingming, there is a clear understanding of the world.

He held back the hot tears in his eyes, clenched his hands tightly, and pinched them into his palms, and he didn't feel pain.

In the blurred sight, the elegant white figure and the mud-stained face all deeply pierced his eyes and his heart.

However, he could only watch her knock over step by step, unable to make a move or stop her.

Gritting his teeth and turning away, he slowly disappeared from the crowd.

In the rain, Su Mingyu's lips were blue and her legs were numb.

She still stiffened, and slammed respectfully on the cold hard stone slab, knock - knock knock -

The day passed, and the night fell!

The bloodstained Su Mingyu finally stumbled to the feet of Yunyin Temple.

Accompanying her was the crowd of people, and there were tears in their eyes at this moment.

Shu Mingyu followed the stone steps, one by one, and knocked three hundred and twenty-six steps before entering the main hall of Yunyin Temple.

I don't know when, the rain stopped.

Shu Mingyu, who was tired but had shining eyes, knelt in front of the Buddha statue. She clasped her hands together and whispered, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, please bless him and bless him back!" The maiden pleaded here. ”

I don't know if it's her delusion.

The Buddha statue glowed, and the golden light pierced people from opening their eyes.

A loud and wide voice echoed through the air.

"I miss your sincerity and emotion. All of them have the virtue of a good life, and if you believe in what the woman asks, this seat will return your wish. Go back, he'll be waiting for you at home. ”

The timbre dissipated, and the light of the Buddha gradually faded.

Although Su Mingyu is a little weird about this technique, but now, she knows that she must do it if she does this.

So, she knelt down happily and thanked: "Thank you for the mercy of Guanyin Bodhisattva, thank you, thank you!" ”

Tears of emotion flowed from her eyes.

The people who followed all exclaimed in amazement when they saw this scene.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva has appeared, has appeared!"

Shu Mingyu got up and smiled in the face of the cheers of the people.

She did it, and finally she did!

As soon as her body relaxed, her eyes suddenly went dark and she fainted.

Click-click

The Nanmu coffin in the mourning hall of King Ning's Mansion made a frightened sound in the middle of the night.

Woohoohoo - Hoohoo -

A gust of wind blew, and the white candle in front of the mourning hall was extinguished at the same time.

The white sails are flying, the dark tablet, in the cold white light, the tablet "Xiling Yue's Tomb" on the tablet several sharp words flickering brightly and darkly.

Suddenly, with a bang, the tablet was thundered by a white light and shattered into pieces.

The old slave who guarded the spirit, his face turned pale, his legs trembled and he looked at the scene in front of him, and what made him even more frightened was that the coffin began to move, touching-

With a loud bang, the lid of the coffin was pushed open by a pair of white and slender hands.

Slowly, the hands, supporting the edge of the coffin, with a light force, revealed the whole picture of the figure.

The man, dressed in a crescent white robe with silver silk cuffs, stepped on small pale white court boots of the same color.

He wore a crown of white jade, purple and gold, pulled out the round night pearl of the East China Sea on his forehead, and a soft green silk splashed with ink was neatly scattered behind his shoulders, floating slightly with the tips of his hair.

Under the miserable white light, his eyebrows were like flying swords, his eyes were like glass, and the ice-purple streamer was shining.

Yes - yes - Ning, Ning, Lord Ning!

The old slave's legs were constantly shaking, and his eyes were wide as he stared at the graceful figure.

Suddenly, he screamed.

"Ahh Cheated corpse! Cheated corpse! The prince has deceived the corpse! ”

The old slave who guarded the soul was so frightened that his soul flew away, and a stream of heat flowed down his lower body.

He rushed out of the mourning hall with a crawl.

In the silence of the night, his terrible scream sounded particularly harsh and terrifying.

All the people were woken up.

In Mingyue Xuan, the consciousness of the hazy Mingyu Mingyu, when she heard the terrible exclamation of the old slave guarding the spirit, she suddenly turned over and sat up, not caring about putting on her shoes.

As if she was enchanted, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran in the direction of the mourning hall in the heavy rain.

"Princess, you slow down, slow down, wait for Xiaozhu, wait for Xiaozhu." Xiaozhu followed closely behind with an umbrella.

In front of the mourning hall, the lights are already bright at the moment.

When Shu Mingyu arrived, Long Cheng, Bai Qingwu, Xiaohe, Butler, etc., they were already waiting in the lobby.

And that man stood in the midst of them.

His white robe flew up, plump and jade, like an immortal.

He looked at Shu Mingyu's bare face running barefoot, and a touch of imperceptible tenderness spread in his purple pupils.

He's back, really back!

Su Mingyu shouted arrogantly in her heart, she held back the sour feeling in her nose, she inhaled hard, the water under her eyes floated, and looked at him steadily.

The corners of his mouth hooked, smiled faintly, and walked slowly towards her with his clothes fluttering.

She looked at the soft light in his eyes, her gaze was tightly entangled by him, as if there were only two of them in this space, her nose was red, her eyes were red, but they were a little burning.

His eyebrows softened, and he opened his arms gracefully, waiting for her to fill.

She should have beaten him up or thrown a tantrum at him, but she didn't.

Because she was reluctant, she really couldn't be.

She smiled sweetly, and her eyes flashed with a glittering streamer that shocked his heart.

She unceremoniously hugged him, or rather, like an eagle pounced on a chicken, and threw him directly to the ground, biting him the lip.

The other people present blushed, and they quietly retreated.

Xi Lingyue wiped the bloodshot on her lips, and her good-looking sword eyebrows flashed.

"Yu'er, you bite so hard." Although he complained, his eyes were doting and soft.

"You made me shed so many tears, made me sad for so long, and I bit you like this, it's quite light."

Su Mingyu gritted her teeth and stared at Xiling Yue's snow-white neck, eager to take a bite there.

Xi Lingyue hugged her hands tightly.

"Na Yue let Yu'er take a few more bites, okay?"