Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 16 Marriage
She closed her eyes, frowned slightly, and the blood color slowly faded from her small face.After she closed her eyes, bloody images appeared in her mind.

Although she lived a new life, her family, friends and enemies are still alive and well, but her two children will never come back.

She doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and she doesn't believe that those gods and Buddhas can really protect the people around her as long as she comes to offer incense and worship Buddhas.

But this time she still wanted to make an exception for her two children and believe in Buddha once. She sincerely begged the Buddha to bless Shen Ling and Shen Yan to be reincarnated into a good family. Throwing it on someone as weak and incompetent as her.

"Qingwan, what are you asking for?"

Bai Yanran's voice rang in her ears again, and Ye Qingwan opened her eyes with clarity.

"I just hope that my father, mother and brother will return safely." The corners of her lips curved into a beautiful arc, and there seemed to be some tiny pain in her eyes. She smiled wryly, "What about you?"

There was a faint blush on Bai Yanran's cheeks, and her voice gradually became softer: "I also wish for the safety of my family..." There was also that person.

Seeing them getting up, the little novice ran over quickly, "The donors finished offering incense, and now you can ask for a marriage lottery?"

"En." Bai Yanran brushed her hair behind her ears, the blush on her face became more and more obvious.

"But there are a lot of people queuing up now." The little novice smiled coyly, and said, "Here is a shortcut, little monk, so you don't have to wait in line."

Except for Ye Qingwan, the other three people realized why the little novice wanted to kill them when he saw them approaching so enthusiastically.

"You..." Just as Zhiyi opened her mouth to argue with the little monk, she heard a cough coming from her side.

"Wuping, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, the little novice shuddered, and the smile on his face disappeared. He turned around stiffly and bowed stiffly to the owner of the voice, "Master, I dare not dare."

As soon as the words fell, the little monk named Wuping ran away and disappeared in front of several people in a blink of an eye.

Ye Qingwan raised her head.

It was a middle-aged monk wearing a bright red cassock with a rather kind face.

"Host." Bai Yanran called out politely.

The abbot of Jiayuan Temple bowed his head and responded to her politely, and then asked: "How many female benefactors are here to ask for a marriage lottery?" He looked at the place where Wuping disappeared just now, lowered his head again, and said in shame : "Forgive the poor monk for his lax discipline, which is why such absurd things happen. To express his apology, the benefactor does not need to queue up and can directly tell the poor monk his birth date."

Hearing what he said, Bai Yanran immediately told the other party her birthday with great interest, and then asked the people around her: "Qing Wan, don't you want to try?"

"I will," Ye Qingwan hadn't finished the words of refusal when Ye Qingwan saw her eyes sparkling, showing a look of great anticipation.

"...then try it."

She really can't stand this one.

"Two benefactors, wait a moment." The host smiled and took out a lot of lottery paper from his pocket and put it in his palm, and began to search slowly.

Ye Qingwan: "..."

Dare to love this host is not much better.

After a while, the host handed the two folded papers to the two of them respectively.

"The poor monk will retreat first, and I wish the benefactors a happy trip." The host took a step back, slightly opened his eyes that had been smiling into a slit, and said: "If possible, the benefactors can still be here Donate a little incense money to the merit incense outside the temple..."

"Oh?" Ye Qingwan rubbed her chin and looked at the host playfully. She knew that there was no serious monk in this temple, so she joked with the host, "Can the Buddha hear my prayers if I donate it?"

The host is also a master who tells lies without blushing: "Of course it is possible."

Ye Qingwan chuckled lightly upon hearing this.

The host's heart hangs inexplicably.

The girl had a half-smile on her face, and she didn't know whether she believed it or not. The host felt that something was wrong and immediately retreated, "The poor monk will not disturb the benefactors."

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Ye Qingwan casually opened the signed paper, glanced at the content on it as quickly as possible, then held the paper in the palm of her hand with a sarcastic smile.

Is even the signing paper mocking her?

On the other hand, Bai Yanran beside her immediately drooped her face that was still in high spirits just now, and she looked suspiciously at the contents of her signed paper.

There are only three short words on the blue-gray paper: Mo Qiangqiu
"It's just a cover for psychological comfort." Ye Qingwan frowned, and took the harmful sign out of her hand, "Don't let this thing affect your mood, the loss outweighs the gain."

Bai Yanran cheered up instantly after being encouraged by her friends.

Zhiyi came over again and found the badly squeezed lottery in Ye Qingwan's hand, and asked curiously: "Then what is yours, girl?"

The corner of Ye Qingwan's mouth twitched, her expression became unnatural, she said: "It's nothing, let's go out."

After finishing speaking, she led Bai Yanran and left, while the few people were not paying attention, she casually threw the paper that had been clenched into a ball in the palm of her hand on the ground, and the ball of paper rolled into the darkness without light.

After the group of them left, the ball of paper thrown away by Ye Qingwan in the dark was picked up by a big hand with well-defined knuckles, the owner of that hand was hidden in the shadows, unfolded the ball of paper, glanced at it, and then signed the paper Putting it in the sleeve, it retreated to a darker place, as if it merged with the darkness and disappeared.

Walking out of the main hall, bursts of noise came from not far away.

"Did something happen over there?" Zhiyi looked at the prestige, and after seeing the situation clearly, said: "There were not so many people just now."

Ye Qingwan followed her words and looked over there, that direction was where the marriage tree was, and there were young women surrounded by circles under the marriage tree.

Such excitement gave her a bad premonition.

next second.Bai Yanran said: "Let's go take a look at Qingwan."

really.

Bai Yanran was completely opposite to herself, she wished to be isolated from the world just to get a clean life, but Bai Yanran felt uncomfortable if she didn't join in the fun all day.

To use an analogy without exaggeration, if one day you can't find her, even if you look for it in a crowded place, you will definitely find that purple figure.

"Farewell." It's not that easy to join in all the excitement.

Looking into the distance, they found a young man standing under the Marriage Tree. The man was tall and tall, with an extraordinary temperament. He was wearing an azure-colored robe, and he was holding a beautiful folding fan and facing them sideways, as if he was looking at him. It's a pity that the big tree is so far away that I can't see its appearance clearly.

Ye Qingwan glanced at him from afar, although she was prepared, but when she saw that person appearing in front of her eyes again, she still couldn't stop clenching her fists and clenching her teeth, the hatred rolling in her eyes disappeared. Can't help it.

(End of this chapter)