When the sun was sinking, Bian Xin followed Dongfang Lingluo into a carriage and led a team of men and horses towards the legendary newly built temple.

The temple is nearly 100 kilometers away from the Hou Mansion, Bian Xin calculated the time, she went out at about six o'clock in the evening, not long after going out, it was dark, but because it was fifteen, the moon was very round and very bright, and she didn't feel particularly dark all the way, but under the reflection of the moonlight, the scenery in the suburbs had a kind of elegant and hazy beauty.

After walking for about four or five hours, the moon climbed overhead, and Bian Xin saw from the car window that there was a building in front of him, brightly lit, and faintly heard the sound of people, it must be a newly built temple!

As the temple got closer and closer, she secretly said: "This temple is really exquisitely built, like an art model, how much does it cost? Buddhists pay attention to the mind, and the mind is enough, and the mind is not measured by investment and money, right?"

Dongfang Lingluo said: "Although the Buddhists don't pay attention to money, what I have the most and most precious is money, and I can't save money by building this temple!"

Bian Xin shrugged: "That's right, at least spend a little more money, and those workers will be paid a little more, which is not a bad thing." ”

Dongfang Lingluo glanced at her: "It's another bunch of strange theories." ”

Bian Xin laughed: "Don't you just like me weirdly." Match"

Dongfang Lingluo glared at her, picked up the cloak and put it on her: "It's here, let's get out of the car, it's cold at night, don't catch a cold." ”

Bian Xin got out of the car, looked over, couldn't help but admire, although this Guanyin Temple is not particularly large and majestic, but built particularly delicate and beautiful, every pillar, every statue, every ornament, put in a few hundred years can become a valuable antique, even if it is a Bodhisattva who claims not to love money, in the face of such a generous believer, will be more favorable, right? No wonder so bless their family!

What also surprised her was that it was not only her who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha at night, but also many ordinary people, all of whom had devout expressions as if they were going to draw a lottery.

"It's so late, and it's a suburb, why do so many people go to the trouble to burn incense?" she asked.

Dongfang Lingluo said: "Don't you know, this is a rare feng shui treasure, the temple built here is very effective, in order to realize their wishes, of course, there are many people who have worked tirelessly to come, and today is fifteen, there are naturally a lot of people, you walk carefully." ”

Bian Xin nodded, took a handful of incense, and began to incense the Ding furnace in different directions.

She didn't like this kind of place very much, it was crowded, noisy, smoky, the smell of incense was not good, and the atmosphere was more dignified, which was not very suitable for her personality, so she wanted to burn it and leave.

While burning incense, she kept thinking, what do you pray for?

Since she was a child, she has not relied on anyone's thoughts, for her, it is better to ask for others than for herself, what pursuits, ideas and desires can be achieved by her own efforts, there is no need to waste time and energy to ask the gods.

But now, looking at the solemn and kind Bodhisattva, thinking about her own experience, she still respectfully put on the three pillars of incense, knelt down, and prayed: first, may her mother be safe and healthy in her life, second, may she return to her own world safely, and third, may the good people have good retribution, and the wicked have evil retribution!

That's all!

After praying, she peeked at Dongfang Lingluo, he was also praying very devoutly, he had everything, what else to pray? Don't pray that she will give birth to a child for him, love him to death, stay by his side forever or something, she can't afford it!

Because of the lack of sincerity, Bian Xin was like rushing to the market, and soon ran outside after burning incense, enjoying the moonlight in this ancient suburb.

The moon of foreign countries is not necessarily rounder than that of China, but the moon of ancient times is indeed rounder than modern times, brighter than modern ones, and more beautiful than modern ones!

I can't get enough of it!

Hey, after looking at it for a long time, she suddenly realized, how could that piece of dog tail land be so familiar? She seemed to have been in that piece of dog tail field for a long time?

She ran towards the dog's tail bushes, looked and looked, the more she looked, the more familiar she became, and after thinking for a long time, she was shocked: Mom, isn't this the place where she fell after jumping from the 28th floor?

Could it be that this temple was built in the same place where she came to this era? How could it be so coincidental?

Thinking of this, she grabbed a middle-aged girl who seemed to be quite knowledgeable and asked, "Is this neighborhood...... Is there an imperial mausoleum?"

The middle-aged girl nodded: "Yes, about fifty or sixty miles to the east, it is the area of the Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Cangguo!"

Sure enough, this is the place where she first came to the "noble land"! She fell here, she was able to escape death, and the spirit of the soul had just seen the events of the 21st century a few days ago, and this temple was originally built here to pray for her, what the hell is this...... What is the meaning?

She turned her head suddenly, and her eyes touched the eyes of the tall and solemn Guanyin statue on the main hall, and her scalp suddenly went numb, and her eyes ...... Why does it look so profound? Could it be, is this really predestined?

It's terrible! She doesn't want to touch this so-called "destined ...... in the dark"! If there really is a so-called "heaven with eyes" in this world, why would her mother suffer such a thing? Why can't those who commit heinous sins get retribution? So, never let her believe in these things! She only believes in herself!

She didn't want to stay here, so she hurriedly got into the carriage first, pulled down the curtain, and waited for Dongfang Lingluo to go back together after he was done.

When she estimated that it was past midnight, Dongfang Lingluo finally got in the car, and Bian Xin said, "Why did you go for so long?"

Dongfang Lingluo said: "I went to visit the master in the temple, and I also looked at the donation by the way. ”

Bian Xin immediately haha: "You really still care about whether you can earn back your capital!

Dongfang Lingluo snorted: "Woman's opinion, am I so stingy? The weather is getting colder, I plan to use the money donated by believers and pilgrims to buy cotton clothes, quilts, rice and noodles and other materials, and distribute them to the beggars and poor people around, so as to accumulate some blessings for the Dongfang family and for you!"

Bian Xin said: "Accumulate blessings for me? How can a person like me need others to help me accumulate blessings?"

Dongfang Lingluo glared at her: "Look at you just like you have bad water in your stomach, who knows if you have secretly done bad things?

Bian Xin smiled dryly: "Hehe, you think too much! I'm full of learning, where can I put any bad water......

But why did she suddenly feel a little weak-hearted? Didn't she just do some "bad things" to the man in front of her? Even though this man had also done a lot of "bad things" to her......

The carriage bumped all the way back, and she soon felt tired, but she couldn't sleep in the car, and finally survived until she returned to the house, and it was already four shifts.

This night, it's all night again!

After being tired for two all-nighters in a row, her body really couldn't hold it, so she fell asleep upside down, and made up for a few days of sleep in one breath before she replenished her spirit.

In those days, Dongfang Lingluo was so busy that the dragon was gone, and when he finally appeared, he was followed by an old woman with a very artistic temperament.

As soon as the old woman saw Bian Xin, her eyes lit up, and she didn't say hello, so she stepped forward and looked up and down, left, right, and right around Bian Xin, as if she was taking care of a work of art.

Bian Xin had a good impression of this old woman with a good temperament, so he casually asked her to look at it, and only after a few minutes did she say: "This old lady, what do you want to do when you look at me like this?

When the old woman heard this, she hurriedly said: "Please forgive the old man's presumptuousness! The old man is a painter, and he has not painted a portrait for a long time, but when I see my wife this time, I feel that my wife is beautiful on the outside and aura on the inside, and she is very interested in the old man! The old man's hand can't help but want to pick up the paintbrush......

"Painter?" Bian Xin blinked and looked at Dongfang Lingluo, "Did you ask this old lady to paint a portrait of me?"

Dongfang Lingluo nodded: "This lady is the world's first female painter Fenglin Jushi, I finally invited Fenglin Jushi to come out of the mountain and paint a portrait for you, you have to be polite to Fenglin Jushi, don't be as reckless as usual!"

When she heard this, she immediately stood in awe, and quickly got up and arched her hand to the Maple Forest Monk: "Bian Xin pays a visit to the Fenglin Monk! Although I am a frog at the bottom of the well, I have never heard of your name before, but I really feel very honored to meet you today!"

Fenglin said with a smile: "I heard that Mrs. Hou said that Mrs. is a very special woman, and her thoughts are different from ordinary people, so it has aroused the interest of the old man." Now that we meet, Madame is really special!"

"Hehe, you are a great artist, you are special!" Bian Xin hugged her shoulders very affectionately and said, "I am really honored to be painted by an artist like you! During my time as your model, I will definitely listen to you, you are the boss!"

The Maple Forest monk was stunned for a moment by her actions and words, and then smiled slightly: "It is the honor of the old body to be able to paint a portrait of a woman like Madame!" It's just that the old man has always been picky and strict in painting, and if he is slightly dissatisfied, he will repaint, and then it may make Madame annoyed, and I ask Madame to bear with me!"

Bian Xin patted his chest: "Don't worry, for the sake of art, I can pay a qiē!"

Monk Fenglin was amused by her words: "Madame is really funny!"

Dongfang Lingluo saw them speculating like this, so he stood up, saluted to the monk of Fenglin, and said: "Then there will be a monk for a while! During the painting period, if the monk has any needs and requirements, even if he puts it forward to his subordinates, the government will definitely try its best to meet them. ”