unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 14 Xiangguo Temple

The two of them arrived at the gate first, and there was a plaque in front of them, which was written in four big characters by the former emperor, "Daxiangguo Temple".

The muscles of the face and the bones of the willows penetrate three-thirds of the way into the wood.

Before they even entered, they heard the sky filled with boiling and shouting. Song Yu and Su Mian happily ran in and hugged the cats and dogs in the first door for a while.

These are all sold here.

After getting wet with hair, the two of them continued to walk in. Inside, they were rubbing shoulders with each other, and there were a dazzling array of things to see, and those who were bidding and those who were bargaining were competing with each other at high voices.

When they arrived at Zisheng Gate, which was closest to the Buddhist temple, their arms were full of food and their mouths were stuffed.

They couldn't hold it anymore if they bought more. The two of them hurriedly squeezed through the crowd. Before they could get far, they were bumped into by a scholar in plain clothes.

"Huang" Su Mian had too many things in his mouth and couldn't open his mouth.

The person who bumped into them was Huang Tingjian. He was holding a manuscript. He was beaming with joy and said to everyone he met: "Authentic, this is authentic. Song Qi's manuscript, this is authentic!"

He was probably going crazy with joy, and everyone was afraid of damaging his manuscript, so they all made way for him.

Song Yuxin said: "If I write a few words, will someone be so crazy holding my manuscript after death?"

Although she is illiterate, this does not hinder her boundless fantasies.

Su Mian said: "Hurry up, or my butt will be touched by someone if you don't leave."

The weather was hot and there were many people. He was well-dressed and handsome, tall and long-legged. Some naughty men came back and forth to check around him. They raised and lowered their hands, and he had secretly hit them three times with his fists.

As for Song Yu, because she was thin and small, she was drifting with the crowd, and the gangsters didn't even see her.

"Damn, where are there so many people?"

Song Yu cursed and didn't care to pick up things on the ground. He and Su Mian arrived at Zisheng Gate. There were two monks guarding the temple. The temple door was closed. Inside was the royal temple, which was difficult for ordinary people to enter.

"Master, we are here to see Lord Zhongliqing. This is a token. Please convey it to me."

Su Mian politely handed over the emperor's jade pendant.

This was something that was close to the emperor. Zhongli Qing often walked in front of the emperor, so it was impossible not to recognize it.

The monk on the left answered and asked them to wait a moment before opening the door and going in.

Song Yu looked in through the crack in the door.

The golden body of Arhat can be vaguely glimpsed inside the door. I heard that there are five hundred Arhats inside. I don't know if it is true or not, but they say yes, and no one is so leisurely to count them.

In less than a moment, the young monk came back and brought with him a monk with a solemn appearance.

This man took the Dharma name, said a few Buddhist words to them, and then led them in.

As soon as he entered, Song Yu was dazzled.

Only then did we really enter the Xiangguo Temple. Inside, there are double eaves resting on the mountain, layers of brackets overlapping each other, and covered with yellow and green glazed tiles.

It is really magnificent, and the clouds are eclipsed.

The prime minister slowed down and waited for them to watch. It took a full quarter of an hour to bring them to the Bajiao Glazed Palace.

Zhong Liqing was reading in the side hall. When he saw the visitor, he closed the book with a smile on his face and ordered the attendants around him to serve tea.

Song Yu glanced at Zhong Liqing, who was dressed in white, with a face like white jade, and eyebrows like distant mountains. He looked sick and weak, but his appearance was as dazzling as the bright moon.

Her heart was pounding so hard that she felt dizzy, her mouth was dry, and her nose was bleeding.

It's beautiful, it's so beautiful.

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Zhong Liqing only smiled slightly and said very gently: "I wonder what the two girls are looking for? Do you want medicine?"

He is the director of the official pharmacy department and has all kinds of medicines.

Song Yu murmured: "Yes, Mr. Zhong, I'm asking for medicine. My heart is pounding."

Su Mian rolled his eyes vividly.

Color base.

Zhongli Qing was not surprised: "My surname is Zhongli. Since I have a heart problem, I have a bottle of pills here. You can take a pill when you have nothing to do."

He asked Kang Ming, the boy, to bring over a white porcelain bottle.

Judging from the boy's efficiency, this medicine was probably mass-produced. If a girl felt dizzy, he would give her a bottle.

However, Song Yu was dazzled by the beauty and held it in his hands like a treasure.

Su Mian looked on, feeling so angry that his heart ached.

His feelings for Song Yu are very complicated. Sometimes he treats Song Yu as a daughter, sometimes as a sister, and sometimes as a brother. Although it is not love, he is still close.

When he suddenly saw Song Yu falling in love with someone else, he felt very unhappy and didn't like anything about Zhongli Qing.

Pushing the fascinated Song Yu away, he glared at Zhongliqing, as if Zhongliqing shouldn't be so good.

Zhong Liqing was glared at by him, which was a bit strange. After all, it was the first time he was glared at by a girl after growing up for more than 20 years.

Seeing that he was still very patient, Su Mian was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only endure it and said: "Sir, we are here for the spirit."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Liqing suddenly waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.

It turns out that the prime minister came in with two monks.

The one on the left has gray eyebrows, and the one on the right has a gray beard. They are here to talk about Zen with Zhong Liqing.

They said that Zen was not delayed by the presence of Song Yu and the two of them. On the contrary, when there were more people, his tongue became more eloquent.

Song Yu only understood the four words "Amitabha" and spent the rest of the time peeking at Zhongli Qing.

After finally waiting for the two monks to leave and get down to business, Zhong Liqing blocked them again.

"It's late today, so you two will stay here to rest."

Song Yu was so infatuated that she raised her feet to follow the boy. Zhong Liqing said another word, causing her to stumble and fall on Su Mian.

"There are spiritual beings entrenched in Xiangguo Temple. I don't know much about it. Whether you can survive tonight depends on personal fate. After that, let's talk about other things."

Is there a spirit here?

Doesn't this Ling thing cost money?
And how did Zhong Liqing know?
With a lot of doubts, Song Yu and Su Mian were placed in two adjacent rooms.

Seeing the moon rise, Song Yu simply fell down and fell asleep. He thought that with so many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the temple, how could they still watch the spirits run wild.

Su Mian also had the same idea, and the two of them relaxed and slept until midnight.

In the middle of the night, Song Yu heard a noise in the house in a daze, thought it was a mouse, and threw the pillow down.

The room was quiet for a moment, and then there was a rustling sound again.

She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw that the door was open, dark clouds covered the moon, and the sky was a green-black color, thickening everything.

door open?
She was startled and quickly woke up.

Su Mian asked her to lock the door when she was sleeping. She remembered that she had locked it, so how could she open it?
someone came in?
She didn't dare to express her anger and didn't move. She only used her peripheral vision to look at the situation in the room.

At the foot of the bed, there was a dark mass, like a person crawling slowly on the ground, about to climb onto the bed.

She quietly sat up, trying to see clearly who this trapper was, but suddenly she felt something was wrong.

If Deng Tuzi didn't go to Su Mian, why would he come to her?

Her heart was beating wildly as she watched the black shadow move like a spider. She quietly stood up and picked up the fire stick placed by the bedside.

(End of this chapter)