A wooden and white carriage stopped outside the gate of the Nine Kings' Mansion, and Hua Lingyue and Yu'er walked out of the mansion.

Holding a wooden box in Yu'er's arms, Bai Yao drove to Xiangshan Temple.

Twilight came back and heard such news, and her eyes sank.

"It seems that the ninth prince still has something to do today, what the palace is looking for is just a small object sent by the imperial brother, and it may not necessarily fall in the Huatang Palace, the palace will go to the embassy to find it again, so I won't go in to bother. ”

Mengxi Bingya sighed.

Jun Yue'er is not there, Mengxi doesn't want to stay with Twilight Moqing for a long time, Twilight Moqing feels too dangerous for Mengxi, such a person, if it is not necessary, it is better to have less contact.

"Since the third emperor's sister-in-law is no longer looking for it, then go slowly, and the king will not send it. ”

Twilight Moqing glanced at Mengxi, his eyes were gloomy, but his body was as lazy as ever, and he walked into the Nine Kings' Mansion lazily, as if Jun Yue'er went to Xiangshan Temple, he didn't care at all, it had nothing to do with him.

The crown princess got up, and Mengxi returned to the palace.

There is no chance today, it seems that we can only wait for the day of the Yuan Festival.

Twilight Moqing went back to the house and went directly to Shen Yi's house.

Shen Yi had been whipped for several days, and he was still lying on the bed.

Twilight Moqing walked in, and Shen Yi hurriedly got up, "Master." ”

"What happened to Mu Mengxi that asked you to investigate?" Twilight Moqing walked to the table and sat down, her eyes were even darker, Mu Mengxi probably wanted to see the little girl, but she used the excuse that she left something in the Huatang Palace, so there must be some purpose.

"Master, Mu Mengxi doesn't have anything abnormal. Shen Yi got down to the bed, the wound on his back was still aching, he poured tea and handed it to Du Moqing, his eyes filled with doubts, why did the master suddenly ask Princess Mengxi about it, could it be that something didn't happen.

No anomalies? No, no.

Twilight Moqing turned the cup, thinking on his face, the feeling Mu Mengxi gave him, although he couldn't tell what had changed, but it was not right, when was this feeling born?

Suddenly, Twilight Moqing's eyes moved, "Shen Yi, let people go and find out, how Mu Mengxi and the third brother were rescued by the farmers in the mountains, this king remembers that the third brother fell from the Yaojiang River, but the place where they were rescued was the lower reaches of the Yaojiang River, they must have been in the river during this time, at that time, the winter was cold, the river was cold and bone-chilling, so how did they survive." ”

With the situation at that time, if they followed the river to the downstream, they were afraid that they would have been frozen, how could it be that they were only a little injured, he asked people to focus on other times along the way for Mu Mengxi and his relatives, but he ignored the time when they fell from the Yao River.

"The subordinates will go and command. Immediately, Shen Yi strode away.

"Secretly sent someone to keep an eye on Mu Mengxi. Twilight sighed again, "Be careful not to find out." ”

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The sun is shining, the clouds are jumping into the sky, today is a rare white cloud and blue sky day, at the end of the hour, Bai Yao drove the carriage to stop at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, and the three of them went up to Xiangshan Temple on foot.

Along the way, there are many believers who come to worship the Buddha, and the official wife comes with her children, mostly to repay their wishes in the New Year, pray for the safety of their families, and the old man's career is smooth, and also add oil money to Xiangshan Temple.

Halfway up the mountain, the mountain gate temple rises from the ground, the three big characters of Xiangshan Temple, the golden and white color, look at it through the hat is also shocking.

In the past, pilgrims came and went, some of them hung rattan baskets on their arms, which were all things used to worship the Buddha, and the little masters of Xiangshan Temple wore monk's robes and folded their hands, Amitabha.

Jun Yue'er took off the hat and handed it to Bai Yao, looked at Xiangshan Temple for a moment, walked in, Yu'er and Bai Yao followed, Yu'er tightened the wooden box in his arms and hugged it carefully.

In the temple, the door of the temple is a stone carving of the Buddha of compassion, a ding furnace in front, which is full of incense, dense, the pilgrims who enter the temple must burn incense here first to worship.

Bai Yao took the incense and lit it, and after Jun Yue'er worshipped, the three of them went up the stone steps in the temple.

In front of the main hall of Xiangshan Temple, a master sat cross-legged, closed his eyes as if he was sleeping, a washed and somewhat whitish monk's robe, with a gray beard, an old face, and had reached the age of sixtieth birthday.

In front of him a table case, there is a bamboo tube of the lottery, here is the place where the Xiangshan Temple asks for a lot, I heard that the Xiangshan Temple's sign is a special spirit, good luck and misfortune, a draw is accurate, and there is a high monk's lot, a day can only draw three lots, and only the fate can be drawn, it is difficult to meet him a day a year.

Jun Yue'er came to Xiangshan Temple and prayed for blessings, but in order to enshrine Aunt Hua Lingyue's tablet in the offering hall of Xiangshan Temple, so she didn't think about the lottery, and walked directly into the main hall.

Jun Yue'er had just passed by the place where the lot was drawn, and the closed-eyed master suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of turbidity.

turned to look at Jun Yue'er, who had already entered the main hall, with a touch of astonishment in her eyes.

"This woman, extraordinary, extraordinary, Amitabha. ”

With his hands clasped together eleven Zen words, he continued to close his eyes and regain the feeling of the old dragon bell just now.

"Master, there is a benefactor who wants to see you. As soon as the old master closed his eyes, a monk who was in charge of the main hall walked over to the table.

Later, Jun Yue'er followed out, and saw that the abbot of Xiangshan Temple she asked to see was actually this old master, and a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The abbot opened his eyes again, and when he saw Jun Yue'er behind the monk, his eyes flashed stunned again, and he clasped his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, I don't know if the female donor is looking for the old man, but what is the difficulty?"

Jun Yue'er stepped forward and folded her hands, "Hello Master Abbot, the little girl came here before, just to ask for the master abbot, and I hope that the master abbot can answer the little woman's filial piety." ”

"Female benefactor, please follow the place of the old man's meditation monastery. The abbot looked at the wooden box in the fisherman's arms behind him, and his heart was already clear.

The monk picked up the abbot and walked to the hospitality monastery in the backyard of Xiangshan Temple.

Jun Yue'er and the three followed.

Walking through the cloister, an arch separates the front hall of Xiangshan Temple from the backyard.

The place in the backyard, without the magnificent and solemn feeling of the front hall, the gray houses, the pines and cypresses are evergreen, it is the place where the pilgrims who come to rest for a while, and it is also the residence of the monks in the temple.

The abbot took Jun Yue'er to his Zen monastery, which was in a bamboo forest, verdant and lush, with unmelted ice and snow on the green bamboo, a fence surrounded by bamboo, and a charcoal fire burning in the bamboo house.

The abbot invited Jun Yue'er to sit down, and the monk bought tea.

Jun Yue'er thanked her and took a sip of hot tea, feeling bitter.

The abbot also took a sip of hot tea, touched his beard, and then said: "What the female benefactor asks for is related to the things carried by the maidservant behind her." ”

"Exactly. ”

Jun Yue'er bowed her head, took the wooden box in Yu'er's arms and opened it, which contained the tablet of Aunt Hua Lingyue, covered with a black cloth.

Put her hands together again, with a sincere face, "The little woman heard that there is a special place for the temple in Xiangshan Temple, so she came here on purpose, just asking the abbot master to be pure and filial piety to the little woman." ”

"Amitabha. Another Zen whisper, the abbot master asked the monk on the side to take over the wooden box, "The filial piety of the female benefactor, the old man is grateful, the female benefactor is kind-hearted, and her mother is happy." ”

"Thank you, Master Abbot. Another bow, Jun Yue'er puffed out the corners of her lips slightly, she thought that she was going to waste her tongue, but she didn't want it to be so simple.

The little woman still has a request, I want to ask the masters in the temple to spend one or two for the deceased, hoping that she can let go of her obsession, and the past will be scattered with the wind, hoping that the abbot master can answer, and the little woman is grateful. ”

"The deceased is gone, the soul of the dead, I wish to be free from the predicament, only by letting go of the obsession, can we be liberated, and the female benefactor is merciful. ”

When the abbot said this, the monk left with the wooden box, and Bai Yao followed.

Jun Yue'er got up, bent down and thanked again, "Thank you for Master Compassion." ”

"Donor, please be seated. The abbot raised his hand and motioned for Jun Yue'er to sit, "The old man can see that the female donor is blessed and prosperous, surrounded by immortals, extraordinary and vulgar, but at this moment it is chaotic, the old man is really curious, those who are destined, those who cross the fate, whether the female donor can draw a lot, and the old man can get a hexagram for the female benefactor." ”

He took out a stick holder from the wide monk's robe, and there were only three sticks in it, and he had not met a person who was destined today.

The corners of Jun Yue'er's eyebrows moved slightly, and she was shocked in her heart, the abbot master in front of her was actually the senior monk, he was probably a little cultivated, and he could see that she was not an extraordinary person, and divined the hexagram for her, maybe this abbot could still have a way to make her remember her own memory!

"The master's sign, a thousand gold is hard to find, and it is a little woman's luck that a little woman can become a master's fate. Sitting down, Jun Yue'er didn't think much about it, and drew a random lot.

Master Abbot took it with some excitement, but his face was shocked again.