Liang Feiran picked up the sign, and it was written on it, and there was some curiosity in his cold black eyes, and he asked, "Eh?" One hundred and eight lots, the number is quite auspicious, it turned out to be a sign, which is a bit interesting. ”

The people who got the next sign would be in a bad mood somewhat, but Liang Feiran was so curious, which made the little monk, including some tourists behind him, feel strange.

Liang Feiran put the flower pot on the ground, picked up the sign and handed it to the little monk, and asked, "When you unsign the lot, can you explain it in detail?" ”

The little monk nodded, took the sign, Liang Feiran suddenly pinched the sign and didn't let go, and the next moment, he absorbed some of the Yuanyang on his body and converted it into cultivation, skipping the meridians like a warm sun, and the tiredness on her body was swept away.

She has been refining pills for the past few days, and Shen Mocheng, who is a reserve of Yuanyang, has never had a chance to meet Song Shuyu. And the Yuanyang on the little monk in front of her was very pure, so she absorbed some.

In her time, Buddhism and the Hehuan sect also had precedents of joint practice, and the monks had many precepts, and breaking the vows would affect their cultivation.

But as long as you don't break the vows, there will be no problems, and you can practice.

Unsigning is a very brain-consuming thing, the little monk has been unsigning from morning to afternoon, a little tired, but, at the moment of getting the sign, a gust of wind entered the temple.

He suddenly felt his spirits lifted, his mind cleared up, and at the same time, there was a cool feeling in his hands.

"This is ......" The monk is extremely sensitive to some unusual things, and he knows that this is not the reason for the fresh wind.

Liang Feiran smiled faintly, his black eyes like a fox narrowed slightly: "Please also ask the master to unsign, it's troublesome." ”

The little monk didn't say much, he bowed to Liang Feiran, and then went to get the corresponding signature, and read: "The nine clouds and blue sea fall into the dust, Penglai is arrogant and self-conscious, and the Holy Spirit of Shumen Temple gathers ......."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and continued: "The wind is not strong, what is the cloud, against the will of heaven."

Liang Feiran crossed his hands, held his chin, and asked, "It sounds amazing, why is it signed?"

"Cause...... Because the last sentence ...... Against the will of heaven ......" After reading this sign, the little monk's expression changed when he looked at Liang Feiran, he had never seen such a sign, and he didn't know what the master of empty purity who wrote the sign thought.

Liang Feiran saw his nervous appearance, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Don't be nervous, I won't scold you, tell me in detail." She found the temple getting more and more interesting, and wondered who the person who wrote the inscription was.

She was sure that this signature was about her.

Generally speaking, a signature corresponds to a person, and it has to be rewritten after being drawn, and the person who writes the signature is probably counted as her identity, and it must be a person who can know the heavens.

Unexpectedly, she came to this temple for two days, and she met two people who knew the secrets of heaven.

In this temple, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The little monk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with difficulty and hesitated.

There were tourists waiting too long in the back, and they were curious: "Why don't you cancel the visa?" Little master, hurry up, I still ask for a marriage! ”

"yes, yes, didn't you solve it very quickly just now?"

The little monk swallowed his saliva nervously, looked at Liang Feiran, who had a calm face, and said: "This sign means that you will encounter a lot of ups and downs and troubles on the road in the future, which will be resolved by you personally, and the road will be smoother and smoother, and there will be more and more wealth, but you will encounter ...... in the future." You may not be able to solve the problems that really come from providence, but if you can get the help of nobles...... Sorry, I can't say more. ”

Providential trouble?

Isn't it heavenly punishment?

This is something that cultivators must experience, and Liang Feiran doesn't feel that he can't solve it.

She stared at the little monk for a while, and said, "I know, the secret of heaven can't be revealed, right?" It's pretty good, it's not a punishment for me. Thank you. ”

Liang Feiran left with the signature, and he was in a good mood.

The little monk was in a complicated mood, and every sentence of this signature was a reminder of that person's identity. Who the hell is she?

Not long after Liang Feiran left, the man behind him lined up and sat directly on the futon, and asked the little monk: "That little girl's signature just now sounds pretty good, can I also have such a signature?" Is it Penglai or something? And then the whole thing is signed? ”

The little monk's thoughts were pulled back, and his eyes showed apologies: "I'm sorry for this donor, this request is cause and effect, and it also depends on fate." ”

"Oh, forget it, come on, come on, I'll draw one, let's ask for marriage."

……

Liang Feiran didn't know about the follow-up in the signing area, and seeing that it was already evening, she planned to go back.

As soon as I arrived in the front yard, I didn't walk a few steps, and when I raised my eyes, I happened to meet Liang Xiangwan and Zhao Chenwei head-on.

Liang Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sister, how can you have the money to come here to worship the Buddha, don't you have nowhere to live now?" Don't spend money indiscriminately, living a good life is the first thing! ”

She clenched her fists, she didn't expect Liang Feiran to have the money to visit this temple!

Liang Feiran met those pitiful eyes, and said indifferently: "I have nothing to do with the Liang family anymore, don't call me sister." It's not a family affair, where am I going, do I need to report to you? ”

Liang Xiangwan pursed his lips: "I'm sorry sister, I said the wrong thing!" ”

Liang frowned, looking displeased.

Zhao Chenwei let out a cold snort from his nose, and his eyes were dyed with anger: "Do you know that Xiang Juan has been talking to you every day for the past few days, afraid that you won't eat or sleep well, and she has called you a lot, but when you meet, she is just worried about you, you have to scold a few words to feel comfortable?" How can there be someone like you? ”

Zhao Chenhuan protected Liang Xiangwan behind him and carefully protected him.

"I didn't even know she called me, could it be in a dream?" Liang Xiangwan was amused, and couldn't help but let out a laugh, and his cold eyes were also dyed with a mocking smile.

There were many people around, many of whom were in the same Qingxiu class as Liang Xiangwan, looking at Liang Xiangwan curiously, and someone asked, "Xianghuan, why did she scare you for no reason?" ”

Liang Xiangwan's eyes were slightly red, his eyelashes kept trembling, and he shook his head and said, "I had a conflict with my sister, she didn't actually want to scold me, she was just angry for a while." ”

The crowd was divided into two eyes.

"This is the Liang Feiran on the hot search on Weibo, the one who was kicked out by the Liang family."

"That's the fake daughter, isn't it? Tsk, people Xiang Juan is so good to her, she has to bite back, this kind of person deserves to be kicked out of the house. ”

"Xiang Juan is really pitiful, to meet such a sister. Gee. ”

"Don't say it, people are no longer Xiang Juan's sister."

Liang Feiran heard the discussion around him on the one side, his eyes flashed with pride, and he looked down at the nails he had just made, this orchid is so beautiful.

Zhao Chenhuan looked at Liang Feiran seriously, with coldness in his dark pupils, this is the end of bullying Xiang Xuan!