After dressing up as a vicious female supporting character, she turned into a white moonlight

Chapter 5 Guanghua Temple

Three days later, in the carriage.

"Aunt~" The young boy's voice was clear and sweet.

"Shh - Auntie is sleeping." The gentle woman gently placed her fingertips on the boy's mouth and whispered in a low voice.

Xiao Tingyun got up in the morning and went out to Guanghua Temple with her mother, brother and sister-in-law.

As the carriage continued to move, this body finally couldn't help but fall asleep with its forehead pressed against it.

The person who spoke was Mrs. Song. Shen Lan and Xiao Heming were riding in another carriage. Originally, the couple wanted to take their children with them.

But Xiao Ji'an never let go of Xiao Tingyun's hand, so Xiao Tingyun simply suggested that Brother An join them.

I was originally worried that Xiao Tingyun wouldn't be able to bear it if the child was impatient.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ji'an really didn't bother much along the way.

Later, Xiao Tingyun fell asleep and didn't hear any big noise.

This aunt's voice made Xiao Tingyun wake up, and she was probably here soon.

"Lazy--" Xiao Ji'an also imitated Song's voice in complaining.

Mrs. Song smiled and nodded, "Yes, Aunt Sluggard!"

"What are you two saying bad things about me again?" Xiao Tingyun squinted her eyes, her voice was lazy and a little worried, "Huh?"

An Geer quickly covered his mouth and shook his head violently. His clear eyes exuded a kind of innocence - stupidity.

Madam Song watched the two of them playing around in amusement.

Xiao Tingyun pinched Brother An's little nose and snorted, "It's not your fault!"

"No fight! No fight!" An Geer nodded in response.

"Pfft -" Xiao Tingyun couldn't hold it back, the little guy was just too cute.

My brother looks like an old master, and his sister-in-law is also dignified and dignified. How come the child he gave birth to is so silly and sweet?
  Mrs. Song sighed angrily, still a child at heart.

As they were talking, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Uncle Fang, who was driving the car, replied, "Madam, is the front blocked?"

"Let the boy go and ask what's going on ahead. Don't waste time." Mrs. Song nodded and called for people to take a look.

After a while, a boy came and said, "Madam, there was a guard blocking the way ahead. I heard from others that he is a noble man, and he is fine now."

Mrs. Song frowned, "Noble? Who is this noble person in Kyoto?"

"I haven't heard about it yet."

"You go down." Mrs. Song waved, "Uncle Fang, let's go."

"Yes."

The wheels of the carriage gurgled and they arrived at Guanghua Temple an hour later.

After the maid helped arrange their clothes, they got out of the carriage.

Guanghua Temple is located in Luozhou, the capital of the Min Dynasty. There are ninety-nine steps in front of the temple. There is a saying in Buddhism: "Nine and nine must become one and eventually achieve enlightenment."

Ninety-nine returns to unity is also like the Buddhist wish to save all sentient beings, so Guanghua Temple has ninety-nine steps.

Sincerity leads to spiritual success. The ninety-nine steps also test the heart of those who worship Buddha, and this is the first level.

Guanghua Temple is backed by a large stone Buddha, which is designed according to the shape of the mountain. When the weather is suitable, the early morning light beam will shine on the Buddha statue, forming a halo.

The entire Buddha statue looks solemn and compassionate, and the slightly frowning eyebrows are full of Zen. All living beings are suffering, and I, the Buddha, are compassionate...

Mrs. Song looked at the steps in front of her. The eyes of the Buddha statue were high above the courtyard, standing behind her. She said tenderly to Xiao Tingyun, "Ayun, mother has already prepared a sedan chair for you. If you are not in good health, you don't have to climb the ninety-meter steps." It’s nine flights of stairs.”

"Yes, elder brother asked Yaozhu to follow, Ayun, don't be afraid." Xiao Heming said, and asked the boy behind him to pass.

Yao Zhu responded quickly, "Yes..."

"No need!" Xiao Tingyun refused softly, "I'll go up by myself." "Sister, don't worry too much, your health is the most important thing." Shen Lan advised Xiao Tingyun, although sincerity is effective, if you force it, you will let yourself go. Uncomfortable.

Xiao Tingyun shook her head, slowly raised her eyes and stared into those eyes, "I can..."

The Buddha statue is still calm and gentle, and all living beings are equal...

Ms. Song knew that her daughter looked weak, but she was actually tougher and more stubborn than her son.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"Let's go." Ms. Song finally nodded. Once Ayun made up her mind, no one could change her mind.

Just like she wanted to learn the piano, even if her fingers were bloody, she would not give up.

Many pedestrians coming and going at the door had pious expressions on their faces and climbed the steps one after another.

"Remember, if you feel uncomfortable, tell us immediately and don't hold on, got it?" Xiao Heming was worried and kept telling us to be careful.

Brother An was a little curious, "Mom~, dad is noisy!"

Xiao Heming:......

A row of crows flew by, embarrassed.

Shen Lan pursed her lips and smiled, "Your aunt is weak and your father is just worried. You must not talk about your father like that."

"Oh..." An Ge'er's face showed that I am listening to your lecture attentively but I don't understand.

Xiao Heming: Isn’t it time for my ruler to come in handy...

Xiao Tingyun also smiled, "Brother, don't worry about me, I should be better than Brother An."

Xiao Heming: That’s not necessarily the case.

However, he only dared to curse in his heart, and how dared to express it. He was afraid that his mother would teach him a lesson, and then his face would be gone.

The ninety-nine stairs are stacked on top of each other, which looks majestic and spectacular, but it will not be easy to climb up.

At least Xiao Tingyun was not relaxed. Xiao Heming was young and a man, and could not breathe for thirty layers at a time.

But Song and Shen Lan were a little bit strenuous, but it wasn't too uncomfortable to walk around and rest.

Brother An was young and had his grandma and young boy by his side. When he was tired, he would be held by the young boy.

The one who suffered the most was Xiao Tingyun. They took their first break on the 30th floor. Xiao Tingyun was slightly panting, her face turned pale, her chest felt tight, and slight beads of sweat stuck to the hair on her forehead, giving her a weak yet beautiful look. perception.

Mrs. Song's eyes were full of heartache, "Ayun, if you can't hold on, don't hold on."

Aunt Liu behind her also looked at the third young lady worriedly. She had watched the third young lady grow up since she was a child, and the only girl was still so weak, which really made people anxious and pitiful.

Lu Zhi handed over the kettle, "Miss, drink some water and take a break."

Xiao Tingyun took a sip, calmed down, and smiled, "Don't worry, mother. My daughter is fine. She just hasn't moved for a long time and is a little tired. Just rest."

"An'er blow, blow...huh..." An Ge'er picked up Xiao Tingyun's hand and blew air sensibly.

"No!" An Geer learned the method from his mother and stared at Xiao Tingyun with bright eyes, wanting to hear her say that he was fine.

Xiao Tingyun nodded happily and touched his nephew's hair, "Yes, my aunt is not in pain anymore."

Shen Lan and Xiao Heming waited for their sister quietly, looking at their son's obedience, they looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, Xiao Tingyun's expression recovered a lot, and the group continued moving forward.

By the time he arrived in front of the temple, Xiao Tingyun was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his head was a little dizzy.

Xiao Tingyun looked at the Buddha statue in front of her and suddenly heard a voice in her head:

"Om-"

Like a bell coming from far away.

(End of this chapter)