After everyone left, Xia Luochen's face also became dark, and he couldn't help but confirm again: "Are you sure this is the same as my mark?"

"It shouldn't be that the spell has not really been cast yet, so it can't be seen with the naked eye, and it takes mana to manifest it, but An An can be sure that it's the same as yours." Bai You'an replied categorically.

The sigil had been in place when he was five years old, and if memory serves, there was a rare drought at the time, and now it would be a bad thing to have it all of a sudden.

Bai Youan's face was slightly hesitant, but after some struggle, he still decided to speak.

"Chenchen, my father once told me that he was a Penglai immortal recommended by the Su family, but the prince is at odds with you, there must be something strange about this matter."

There has been a mark since then, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"Don't worry, I'll investigate this matter," Xia Luochen's eyes flickered, as if he had something on his mind, but he quickly covered up the past.

"So what should we do now to keep Song Wei? Saved him from the curse seal. ”

Although Song Wei is stubborn, after all, he is Song Yingnian's parent, and since he regards him as his father-in-law, he will not sit idly by.

Bai Youan shook his head decadently, and said in a wilted tone: "An An has studied many ancient books, but there is no way to solve them, but his curse has not been sealed, someone must be secretly manipulating, if you find the person behind the scenes, you can solve it."

So she first used her spiritual power to temporarily lock Song Wei's meridians, so that she would not be eroded by the curse seal, and left the rest to Xia Luochen to do.

"An An, Chen'er, how is my son?" As soon as the two went out, Song Yingnian greeted him eagerly, and the anxiety in his eyebrows was obvious.

"Uncle, I need some time to investigate, and please tell me in detail who Song Weidu has met recently?"

Xia Luochen's words made Song Yingnian speechless for a while, as a father, he really lacked care about his son, and now he couldn't answer.

"Sister, do you know?" Bai Youan reached out and pulled Song Yu's sleeve.

Song Yu thought about it carefully, but there really was one.

"It's nothing special, but Wei'er recently got acquainted with a little novice, who is said to be from Taichang Temple, and there is nothing else."

It's Taichang Temple again, Bai Youan's little face showed a dignified look, and his small mouth was tight.

It seems that everything has to start with Taichang Temple.

"Sister, do you know who this little novice is?" She continued to ask.

"If I heard him wrong, I heard Wei'er call him Deshan, and he was about the same age as Wei'er."

Knowing this, it was enough, Bai Youan looked at Song Yingnian's face was decadent, and he seemed to be ten years old overnight, so he couldn't bear it, and comforted him softly after approaching.

"Uncle rest assured, An An will do his best."

The little man spoke with great convincing, which seemed to be more effective than listening to those imperial doctors say thousands of words, Song Yingnian's heart suddenly rose hope, reached out and gently hugged Bai You'an, slowly closed his eyes, it seemed that there were thousands of emotions that could not be expressed, and finally turned into a sentence: "Uncle believes in you."

But this sentence is enough.

Before leaving, Bai Youan explained that he wanted to give Song Wei a quiet space to recuperate, and not to take too much medicine, and Song Yingnian obeyed.

After coming out of the Song family, the two prepared a carriage and rushed directly to Taichang Temple, but they didn't expect to meet Shen Wan'er at the door.

Her face was ruddy, and she glanced at Xia Luochen shyly and timidly.

"Princess, Third Highness, are you two also here to burn incense?"

"We're here to ......" The voice paused slightly, Bai Youan felt that her palm was pinched lightly, her eyes purred, reacted, and nodded seriously.

"Yes, Brother Song is sick, An An came to pray for his brother."

"It's a coincidence that the courtiers are also asking for blessings for their fathers."

After saying this, Shen Wan'er stood in place, looking at the two of them with beautiful eyes, as if she was not ready to leave.

It seems that he wants to be with them, which makes Xiao Tuanzi feel embarrassed, where is he willing to refuse the beauty?

But Xia Luochen is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, so he spoke indifferently.

"Since Miss Shen wants to pray for blessings, let's go first, and the main hall will go to eat with a greedy mouth." After saying that, he passed by her mercilessly.

Bai You's cheeks puffed up angrily, and his round eyes widened and stared at Xia Luochen.

Hmph, fish are not gluttonous! Isn't this discrediting the fish?

But at the moment of the overall situation, she was also sensible and did not say anything.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Shen Wan'er couldn't help but feel lonely in her heart, and lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in her heart.

As soon as Xia Luochen arrived, he was introduced by a small novice, and his words were quite skillful.

"Your Excellency, please come with me first, the abbot of meditation is receiving pilgrims, and he will come later."

"Hmm." Xia Luochen nodded slightly, and walked to the backyard with Xiao Shami.

"Chenchen often comes here?" Bai Youan looked up at him curiously.

"Not really."

"Then why does it seem that the people here are so skilled with you?"

"Penglai Immortal was a monk of this Taichang Temple, but then it was difficult to see him again when he traveled all over the world, because he saved me, so he donated a lot of incense every year, more to the father, respect morality, and will find some reasons to let me come over in a year, but every time I just send Lou Yue, things are really busy and can't get out."

Despite this, Xia Luochen's reputation has also started again, and everyone knows about it.

Bai Youan nodded thoughtfully, indeed, according to Xia Luochen's character, he would definitely not really follow the rules and worship the Buddha devoutly every day.

He is an extremely rational person who does not believe in ghosts and gods, and naturally he has nothing to ask for, and the temple place is useless to him.

The little novice in front of him couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: You are honest, so you almost wrote the three words "I don't want to come" directly on your face.

But even if you think so in your heart, you are safe on your face.

Walking all the way, Bai You'an couldn't help but be quite surprised by the construction here, the paths are crooked, all paved with pebbles, the trees on both sides are towering, there is a faint meaning of the autumn breeze, if people enter it, they will feel that there is no one in front of them, and there is no road behind, and at the end of the road, rows of houses are elegant and chic, which can be described as winding paths leading to secluded places.

"The two of you will sit here first, and the little monk will go and prepare some food for the two of you."

"Wait." Charlotin called out to him.

Knowing that Xia Luochen was going to ask, Bai Youan nested behind him like a well-behaved cat, quietly pricking up his ears.

"Do you have a monk named Deshan here?"

At first glance, when he heard that Xia Luochen was looking for Deshan, a trace of doubt flashed on Xiao Shami's face.

"Yes, I wonder what the noble man is looking for him?"

"Can you call someone for me?"

The little monk nodded and was about to go out, but was stopped by Bai Youan.

"An An has one more thing to ask." After speaking, he glanced at Xia Luochen with a blank look, as if he was asking for permission.