After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Chapter 112 Assassination
After the soul exchange between her and Xie Xun, Master Miaoyun let her live in Xiangguo Temple for two days when she was free, and she specially built a yard around the old bodhi tree.

She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but souls can be transmitted to each other, which is mysterious and bizarre, which makes her feel a little in awe.

Xiangguo Temple is the happiest time for Fengyu, away from the hustle and bustle, sitting in front of the window sill watching Qiuxiang and Chunlu busy in the courtyard, Fengyu drew several pictures of pearl hairpins and a picture of a silver phoenix with tassels.But she still thinks gold looks good, Feng Yu thought to herself, Linlang Pavilion can make two styles, and see which one sells better.

"Girl, the pilgrims are almost gone, do you want to go to the main hall?" Chun Lu came in after washing her hands, Feng Yu nodded, she took the cloak for Feng Yu to put on.

Several people accompanied Feng Yu to the main hall to pray.

In the afternoon, as the number of pilgrims dwindled, Feng Yu knelt on the futon and sincerely prayed. Qiuxiang and Chunlu donated money for sesame oil, and the little novice liked seeing Feng Yu come to Xiangguo Temple the most.Every time she comes, she will have a lot of sesame oil money, and monks also have desires. The more sesame oil money, the more prosperous the temple's incense.

After Feng Yu made a wish, she drew a lot and made another lot.

She has no luck in the lottery, she can always get the next lottery, future, marriage, family, never a good lottery.It's also fortunate that Fengyu doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, otherwise she would be depressed.

"Girl, I suspect that when you draw lots, the tube is full of lottery." Qiuxiang comforted her. It's not such a coincidence, every time you draw lottery, you can't draw anything. It's not just for her girl right?Dozens of times a year.

"I think so too." Fengyu also felt that Qiuxiang's guess was reasonable, and Master Miaoyun also said that she had a connection with Buddha, and that this Buddha might be her former enemy.

Asking about good luck, it must be more bad luck than good luck, and life is rough.

Asking about marriage, if you can't love it, your family will be ruined and your family will be destroyed.

Ask about relatives, relatives are weak, and everyone betrays relatives.

She is already a buddhist about lottery, she can lose whatever she likes, and her attitude is quite bad, anyway, she has drawn the worst lottery.

After Feng Yu prayed, she burned incense, and also burned incense in the small halls around the treasure hall, and took the autumn fragrance and spring dew to enjoy the scenery.The scenery on the mountain is not bad. There are winter jujubes and pomegranates in the back mountain. Fengyu will come to Xiangguo Temple in winter to beat winter jujubes and pick pomegranates. There is a young novice who is taking care of the orchard. Fengyu is a regular customer, and the little novice does not stop her.

Qiuxiang and Chunlu picked a basket of winter jujubes and a basket of pomegranates. The winter jujubes were washed in the spring water next to them. The freshly harvested winter jujubes still had a thin layer of frost and tasted very good.Feng Yu liked it very much.

In addition to fruits, Qiuxiang also picked a basket of vegetables. When the group walked from the back mountain to the main hall, they saw five tall men staying overnight.The little novice declined and let them stay overnight in the capital city. It was still late and the city gates were not closed, so they had time to enter the city.

Xiangguo Temple did not keep any strangers, and the little novice did not dare to call the shots. Those people pleaded with the little novice, but the little novice was indifferent.

The accents of those men aroused Feng Yu's idea. They had a very distinct northwestern accent, but their speech was slurred.Several words were very weird, Feng Yu couldn't help but look at them more.

Several people were dressed plainly, in rough clothes and short jackets, with a slightly stout figure and beards.Carrying a big bag, he looked dressed as if he had done rough work all the way, and he wore wrist guards on his wrists.

"Miss Feng, you are back, come in quickly, the door of the palace is about to be closed." The little novice hurriedly closed the door, beckoned Feng Yu and others to come in, and then said to several men, "All benefactors, go down the mountain and go east. You will arrive at the city gate at the hour, you should stay in the city."

Feng Yu thought they were a group of young men in their 40s and [-]s, but when she passed by them, she found that one of them had black and white eyes, and his beard could not cover his tall nose and youthful appearance on the upper half of his face. The eyes of a young man are like a falcon.

The young man stared at her, as if shocked by her appearance, Feng Yu knew she was beautiful, and didn't care about his blunt and fiery gaze, and brought Qiu Xiang and Chun Lu into the palace gate.

The little novice closed the main hall door to block the young man's prying eyes, Chun Lu felt like a light was on his back, and when he looked back, the hall door had been slowly closed.

"Girl, who would come to Xiangguo Temple to spend the night?" Qiuxiang asked curiously. Xiangguo Temple is only an hour away from the city gate, and now you can go to the city at sunset, so why come to the temple?Even if you come to the temple, you will not come to Xiangguo Temple. This is not an inn. Except for pilgrims, Xiangguo Temple does not keep people overnight.

Feng Yu was sensitive and vigilant. Several men had Northwest accents, and they seemed to have escaped all the way. "They don't go to the capital. Once they come, it's almost sunset. When they enter the city, they are strictly checked. They don't have a pass. Second, they don't have money. "

The first month has just passed, and it is still very cold to sleep outdoors, so there is nothing wrong with wanting to spend the night.

Feng Yu returned to the small courtyard and told Zhang Da, "Stay smart at night."

"Yes!" Zhang Da said, apart from them, there were no pilgrims staying overnight, and the wing room was far away from the residence of the little masters, so Zhang Da was very vigilant every time he was in Xiangguo Temple.

After Feng Yu returned to the courtyard, the sun was gradually setting, and the courtyard was like a layer of golden light.The back kitchen of Xiangguo Temple has prepared dinner and brought it. Although the vegetarian meal is vegetarian, it tastes very good.There are quite a lot of sushi diners in the capital, Feng Yu has always wanted to recruit the master from Xiangguo Temple to come to Wangjiang Tower to cook a vegetarian meal, but it is a pity that the master is devoted to Buddha, his heart is like a rock, and he is not moved by money, which is quite a pity.

The vegetarian meal at Xiangguo Temple is the best vegetarian food Fengyu has ever eaten.

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened, lanterns were hung on the porch, Feng Yu was reading under the oil lamp, and she read popular novels to pass the time.

Chunlu was afraid of hurting her eyes, so she lit three lamps.

"Girl, it's late at night and the lights are dim. Let's take a rest." Chunlu said, "Looking for a long time hurts the eyes."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Feng Yu turned a page of the book and thought for a while, "What should I do?"

"Girl, why don't you practice the flute." Qiuxiang suggested.

Chunlu, "..."

The forbidden army had already found out Feng Yu's whereabouts. Lin Sheng knew that she was going to stay at Xiangguo Temple for two nights, so he led a dozen or so forbidden soldiers up the mountain after changing their appearance, and then lurked outside Xiangguo Temple.Lin Sheng had a sense of propriety and didn't plan to do anything at Xiangguo Temple. Xiangguo Temple is a Buddhist center, and there are a group of monks who are eye-catching.The assassination of Feng Yu needs to be done without leaving any traces, and it must not have anything to do with the East Palace.

A few months ago, his father sent someone to kill Feng Yu. If Lin Xiao hadn't happened to appear, Feng Yu would have died a long time ago. Tonight, he brought someone to assassinate Feng Yu, just to make sure everything was safe.

There is only Zhang Da, a master, beside Fengyu, and the others are all nurses, so it is nothing to worry about.

Who knew that he would meet a few homeless men sleeping outside Xiangguo Temple, and five strong men in coarse cloth and short jackets were in a low room not far from the main entrance of Xiangguo Temple.It was cool on the mountain, the lights were dark, no one could see who it was, and it was too late when they hit it. This is the only way for Xiangguo Temple, and no one thought that someone would sleep outside Xiangguo Temple.

(End of this chapter)