Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 127 Nothing, something happened!
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the slight loneliness on the drooping cheek, Yan Yun's heart tightened slightly, and after thinking about it, he soon understood the crux.

He didn't speak.

Many cruxes have to be solved by oneself, and it is useless for others to say more.

Speechless all the way.

The two of them walked through the green shade of the ground, walked past the bronze tripod filled with incense candles, and watched the pilgrims kneeling devoutly on the futon in front of the Buddha, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently.

In the long and simple Buddhist sound, the depression in her heart gradually faded away and turned into a trickle of spring water. Under the gentle light and shadow of the sun, Su Rao stood in front of the stone steps of the Buddhist temple for a long time. Thoughts.

She looked at the Buddha statue, and Yan Yun looked at her.

In the crowd of people coming and going, the woman was dressed in plain clothes, charming and charming. The man beside her had a cold face, indifferent and picturesque. On her, the eyebrows and eyes are gentle.

They only need to stop there, and all the colorful surroundings will become the background.

Indistinguishable from the slightest color.

Xu Shi's noble and cold aura is daunting, most people only dare to watch and discuss from a distance, no one dares to step forward to disturb.

After a long time, many people gathered around the hall.

Seeing this, the little novice monk guarding the main hall couldn't sit still. He walked to the front of the steps and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, does the benefactor ask for a lottery?"

Su Rao suddenly came back to her senses, imitated his appearance and saluted, shaking her head and smiling slightly.

Turning to Yan Yun, he said, "My lord, let's go."

The onlookers gradually dispersed, the little novice watched them walk away, and touched her smooth forehead in doubt, this girl was so strange.

Standing in front of the temple gate for so long, neither going in nor leaving.

In the end, he turned his head and walked away.

If she doesn't worship Buddha and ask for a lottery, what is she doing here?
I don't understand...

Not to mention that he didn't understand, Yan Yun also couldn't figure it out. When there were fewer people around, he asked softly, "Why didn't you go in just now?"

"Only believers kneel before the Buddha. People like me who have no pious heart should not defile the three inches of pure land."

Su Rao smiled indifferently, and her voice changed abruptly: "It's almost noon, it's time to eat, and I don't know how the vegetarian food in this temple tastes like."

"You won't know if you try it."

Bamboo Banquet and the others pretended to be ordinary pilgrims, and took advantage of this time to arrange their accommodation.

The ancient Buddhist temple was very popular and famous. In addition to ordinary people who came to worship the Buddha and bless the safety, there were often nobles and their families who came here to play and live here. Therefore, many wing rooms were prepared in the temple.

The wing room is located on the east side of the temple and consists of several relatively independent small courtyards.

The Jialan Courtyard where they live is located on the edge of the cliff, a secluded and quiet place, a few green bamboos are planted in the corner of the courtyard, and the path paved with cobblestones goes around the dug pool and reaches the bedroom.

Sitting on the wooden corridor in front of the bedroom and looking out, at the white wall and black tiles, you can see the burning red maple leaf crown, which is lush and brilliant.

"The fasting meal is coming."

With an independent small courtyard, there is no need to crowd the dining hall with everyone. The monk brought the food outside the courtyard and brought it in through the bamboo banquet.

When Su Rao heard the movement, she turned and went back to the house, and said with a smile, "You can see the red maple trees in the courtyard here, it really is a beautiful view."

She sits down to eat.

Zhu Yan laughed when he heard the words: "What kind of scenery is this? Girls should go and have a look at it. The red maple trees are full of fire, and they are covered with red silk and bells for blessing. It makes people feel happy when they look at it."

"Then why don't you hang one?"

Su Rao said.

"That's where other girls go to seek marriage. How can I, a big man, join in the fun... Besides, I don't even have a chance to find a sweetheart..."

With nothing to worry about, what can he ask for?
Zhu Yan looked at his young master with a resentful tone, not to mention him, the entire Zhimo Academy is all bachelors, not to mention women, there is not even a female fly.

Yan Yun noticed his eyes, and without raising his head, he said calmly, "Yao Huan told me about you years ago..."

"My subordinates want to do errands for the young master, but they don't care about the affection of these sons and daughters. The young master should spare me."

Hearing this name, Su Rao clearly saw that Zhu Yan shivered, as if he was afraid that Yan Yun would bring up the matter again, and he ran away with a bitter face: "This subordinate wants to inquire about news, so don't bother me." The son has eaten."

The figure disappeared in the Garan Courtyard.

Su Rao retracted her gaze and smiled silently.

In the evening, most of the pilgrims from the temple went down the mountain, few stayed overnight, and the people sent to inquire about the news gradually came back.

"My lord, the monks in the temple said that they only allow pilgrims to stay for a short stay, and they will not take in women to live in the temple permanently.

"More than two years ago, the people who went to the Song Mansion to chant scriptures and do things were also found out."

"He is the abbot of the ancient Buddhist temple, Master Huishan."

Yan Yun thought for a moment and asked, "Where is he now?"

"It is said that he is retreating to practice Zen and enlightenment, and he has ordered no one to see him. However, according to the monk, it will be the Buddha Mu Festival in two days, and the abbot will appear at that time."

"Young master, what should we do next?"

The dark guard asked for instructions.

Yan Yun didn't speak, but looked at Su Rao instead: "What do you think?"

"The purse was stained with Buddha's incense, and it lingered for a long time. Most likely, Song Daiyan was inseparable from the death of his concubine. For such a person, he might look at Zhou Mu's face and make a fuss about the funeral. I don’t believe in making offerings before and occasionally coming to add sesame oil to the offerings.”

There must be something strange in the ancient Buddhist temple.

"This temple is only this big, let's check first."

Su Rao said.

Yan Yun nodded, "It's not appropriate to go to war in an important Buddhist temple. Since the abbot will show up in two days, then we'll ask at that time. Let's make an unannounced visit first."

"it is good."

The dark guard spent more than two days searching all the female relatives in the temple, but they couldn't find a woman with a birthmark the size of a walnut on the back of her neck.

On the fourth day of October, there are already pilgrims staying in the temple one after another, waiting until the next morning to go to worship the Buddha and bask in the Buddha's light together.

Just after Mao, the monks began their morning classes.

There are already pilgrims walking back and forth in the temple, and the night has not yet faded in the sky, only a glimpse of morning light can be faintly glimpsed behind the thick clouds.

The long chimes of bells echoed in the silent mountains and forests.

Quiet and peaceful.

However, at this moment, a scream pierced the sky like a sharp knife, causing the entire temple to panic in an instant.

"Come on, come on, the abbot has passed away—"

"what?"

"Quick, go, go and see, what's going on?"

Countless people rushed to the abbot's meditation room desperately. The Jialan courtyard is relatively remote, and the commotion came later. When Su Rao heard the commotion, she quickly put on her coat and opened the door, "What happened?"

After the words fell, the door to the next room opened.

Yan Yun walked out at the same time.

Zhu Yan inquired about the news, and walked quickly from outside the courtyard with a solemn expression: "Master Huishan passed away."

(End of this chapter)