Jixiang Temple is located at the foot of Niujiao Mountain outside Qingfeng City, which was originally just a dilapidated Buddhist temple with few pilgrims in Qingfeng City, and few pilgrims will visit it all year round. Later, a wave of monks from afar moved in and practiced here, and the temple was renovated and gradually began to flow of people.

After these monks moved in, the wishes made in the monastery began to become effective, especially when the women asked for children, and almost all requests were answered. Gradually, there are more pilgrims, and even every year, many outsiders come to Jixiang Temple to buy incense and ask for children.

With pilgrims, Jixiang Temple also began to expand, and in just a few years, the temple was rebuilt several times, and the scale gradually increased. From two or three big cats and kittens in the past, to more than 100 resident monks, covering an area of no less than 100 acres, a large temple with a vast palace complex.

On this day, in Qingfeng City, a carriage slowly drove out and headed towards Niujiao Mountain.

In the car, a woman dressed in plain clothes held a book in her hand, leaning against the window of the car, and a maid opposite her held her chin with one hand, looking at the woman opposite her with bored eyes.

Being stared at by the maid all the time, the plain-clothed woman gently put down the book in her hand, looked up at the other party, and asked softly, "Xiao'e, what's wrong?" ”

The maid named Xiao'e shook her head when she heard her young lady's question, and said, "It's nothing? As soon as she finished speaking, the little maid seemed to think of something, and a shy expression appeared on her face, and her movements began to become writhing.

Seeing her maid's expression, the woman just showed a faint smile on her face, looking at her without speaking.

According to her understanding of the little girl, the little girl definitely can't hide her words, as long as she waits, she will say it herself.

Sure enough, after struggling for a long time, the little maid named Xiao'e had crimson cheeks and asked in a twisted manner: "Miss, I saw that you were so close to Li Gongzi before, do you like him very much?" ”

Hearing Xiao'e's question, the woman seemed to think of that Li Gongzi, and couldn't help but show a sweet smile on her face, and said: "Li Lang is not only outstanding in writing, cheerful in personality, but also kind-hearted, of course I like him." ”

After finishing speaking, the plain-clothed woman looked at the maid and quipped, "What? Could it be that our Xiao'e also has someone she likes, then I want to see who it is that can be favored by our Xiao'e. ”

Hearing his own young lady's joke, a touch of blush climbed onto Xiao'e's earlobe, and she couldn't help but coquettishly say, "How can there be!" The young lady will make fun of people, but they are just curious. ”

While the two were talking and laughing, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Xiao'e didn't laugh anymore, but asked curiously, "Miss, why did you park?" This didn't go to Jixiang Temple. ”

"I don't know." The plain-clothed woman shook her head, then looked outside and asked, "What's the matter?" Old Song. ”

The coachman named Lao Song was a middle-aged man, he was dressed in a robe, wearing a hat on his head, and when he heard the question of the plain-clothed woman, he would turn his head and reply to the carriage: "Miss, there is a person in front of you blocking the way." ”

"Really?"

Hearing that someone was blocking the way, the plain-clothed woman got up and took the maid Xiao'e out of the carriage.

Looking at the person in the road, the plain-clothed woman showed a stunned look on her face, and asked, "Chen Peng, why are you?" ”

The man known as Chen Peng saw the two people who walked out of the carriage, bowed to the plain-clothed woman, and then said respectfully: "Miss Biao, the eldest young master heard that you came to Jixiang Temple to offer incense, so he rushed here, and he was in the pavilion in front. ”

When talking about his own young master, the man's pupils couldn't help but shrink, revealing an expression of awe, but fortunately, at this time, he lowered his head, and everyone didn't see the clue.

"Cousin Yunfeng is here too? Okay, I'll go check it out. After being slightly stunned, the plain-clothed woman hesitated for a moment, and still said to the man named Chen Peng.

After that, she took the maid Xiao'e out of the carriage, and then said to the coachman Lao Song: "Old Song, Xiao'e and I went to see my cousin, you wait here now." ”

Hearing the plain-clothed woman's command, the coachman Lao Song nodded, and then pulled the horse to a locust tree on the side of the road.

The plain-clothed woman walked up to the man named Chen Peng and said, "Let's go, lead the way." ”

The man named Chen Peng nodded, answered, and walked in front, and under his leadership, several people soon came to a gazebo.

In the pavilion, there was already a man in a golden brocade robe, he was tall and straight, standing there like a javelin, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and his lips were thin.

When looking at the two masters and servants who came over, especially the plain-clothed woman, she couldn't help but show a little tenderness on her face.

Looking at the man, a sweet smile appeared on the face of the plain-clothed woman and said, "Cousin Yunfeng, why are you here?" ”

Xiao'e, the maid beside her, looked at the man, her face was slightly red, she saluted respectfully, and then said, "I've seen Young Master Cousin." ”

Hearing the words of the two, the man first nodded to the maid Xiao'e, then looked at the plain-clothed woman, and said softly: "I went to your house to look for you this morning, and I was told that you came to Jixiang Temple to offer incense, and I was worried that you would be in danger, so I came with me." You don't blame your cousin for being nosy, right? ”

Hearing the man's words, the plain-clothed woman pouted, revealing a little bit of her little daughter's posture, and said in a coquettish voice: "How can there be." I haven't seen my cousin for so long, and it's too late for people to be happy. ”

Several people talked for a while, and then the man said: "I've traveled so far, I'm hungry when I want to come, let's eat something in the pavilion first, and then I'll go to Jixiang Temple with you." ”

Hearing the man's words, the plain-clothed woman nodded and followed the maid Xiao'e behind the man to the pavilion.

Looking at the snacks on the table, the plain-clothed woman couldn't help but feel a little happy.

The man saw all this in his eyes, just smiled gently, and then said, "These are your favorite snacks when you were a child, and I was worried that you wouldn't like them now." Now it seems that the appetite of our little fairy has not changed. ”

The woman stretched out her green fingers and picked up a piece of snack, sat on the chair next to the table and ate it in small bites, and then said to the man, "I can't imagine that it has been so long, cousin still remembers what I like to eat." ”

"Your favorite cousin will always remember and will never forget." The man didn't move, just watched Suyi eat in small bites with his cheeks puffed out, and the doting feelings on his face were overflowing.

"Cousin, you are too good to me, so many things, you can eat some too, I can't finish eating." The woman's beautiful face is not big, and when she eats, her cheeks bulge, and she suddenly becomes round, but she is a little cute and cute.

"I'm not hungry, you eat, slow down, be careful of choking." The man just shook his head.

When the plain-clothed woman had almost eaten, he asked, "By the way, I heard from my aunt that you have been sick recently, are you feeling better now?" ”

Hearing the man's words, the plain-clothed woman's face suddenly turned a little gloomy.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What's wrong?" Why are you hanging your face? ”

The plain-clothed woman was just sad and didn't answer the man's words, seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, the maid Xiao'e had no choice but to say on the side: "Young Master Cousin doesn't know, the reason why Miss is like this is because of Li Gongzi's matter." ”

The man was stunned, frowned slightly, and asked, "Li Gongzi?" Who is this? ”

Obviously, he has no impression of the Li Gongzi that the maid Xiao'e said.

The maid Xiao'e replied: "In the years that the young master has been away from home, the young lady has already married Li Gongzi of the Li family in the city. Miss is worried about Li Gongzi, who has not been able to eat and sleep well during this time, so he is sick, and he has only been better recently. ”

Hearing the words of the maid Xiao'e, the man's face began to become gloomy, he lowered his head, and only raised his head after a while, and his face returned to normal.

He said to the plain-clothed woman with a concerned face: "Don't worry, cousin, since you are so worried about Li Gongzi, I will ask you when I go back to see if I can find him." ”

Hearing the man's words, the plain-clothed woman regained some of her spirits, reluctantly showed a smile, and said pleadingly: "Cousin, you must help me find Li Gongzi as soon as possible." ”

Looking at the expression of the plain-clothed woman, the man was stunned, and then said in a heavy voice: "Don't worry, my cousin will definitely help you find Li Gongzi, and you want to meet someone." ”

Death is to see the corpse.

He said silently in his heart.

Hearing the man's words, the plain-clothed woman collected her thoughts, and then several people left the pavilion and walked towards Niujiao Mountain not far away.

Everyone walked on the mountain road leading to Jixiang Temple, and the originally clear weather began to have black clouds gathering in the sky, and the sky was gray, covering the sun, and it felt that everything was in the gray, and the air became dull, making people breathless.

The man and the woman in plain clothes sat in the carriage and did not speak, and the woman in plain clothes was thinking that Li Lang did not know whether he was alive or dead, and she was in a lost mood.

The man, on the other hand, hung his head the whole time, and no one could read his expression clearly.

By the time everyone came to Jixiang Temple, the sky was already full of dark clouds, and the wind was constantly blowing everything on the ground, and then there was a rumbling thunder, followed by a surge of lightning.

Drops of rain fell from the sky and finally turned into a torrential downpour.

Simply, I have come to the gate of Jixiang Temple, but I don't have to worry about getting wet in the rain.

Under the leadership of the monk of Jixiang Temple, several people soon came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and after contributing a lot of incense money, the abbot of Jixiang Temple took the initiative to come out to greet a few people, and several people were soon arranged in the guest rooms in the temple.

In the guest room, the man sat on a chair at the table, and across from him, a man named Chen Peng whispered something to him, his face constantly changing, sometimes gloomy, sometimes fierce.

After Zhao Peng finished speaking, he nodded, began to open his mouth to give a few words, and then Zhao Peng left Jixiang Temple directly, entered the rain curtain, and finally disappeared.

The man stood outside the window, looking up at the cloudy sky, a thunderbolt slashed, and under the light of the thunder, the man's face was as cold as gold and iron, exuding a thick chill.

In a guest room on the other side, after a day's journey, she was already tired, and the plain-clothed girl fell asleep, the corners of her mouth occasionally curled slightly, thinking that she had dreamed of her lover.