After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 450 Light the prayer lamp
Lan Yin pursed her lips: "But Miss, after such a round, I'm thirsty."

Shuqin then said: "There is also Tianshui Lane near the Zisheng Gate of Baoxiang Temple. It just opened not long ago and has a good reputation."

Now it was Lan Yin's turn to belatedly stare: "Shuqin, you can't tell, you quite understand it!
Miss, let's go quickly. It would be a shame if the stall is closed by then. "

The three of them walked and stopped along the way. Although there were few stalls on the road, in Wang Lanshu's eyes, they were still very novel.

Tianshui Alley was also overcrowded, and the three of them walked all the way to the end before finding a seat.

However, this is also the place closest to Zisheng Gate. As soon as Shuqin put down the large and small bags in his hands, he saw a calligraphy and painting stall not far away, as if he was about to close the stall and leave.

"Oh, miss, look at that stall owner, isn't he the Jijiu Master who won three yuan in a row?"

Lan Yin pointed there and exclaimed.

Wang Lanshu followed his gaze and his eyes were filled with joy.

"It's him! I heard it from my eldest brother before, saying that he resigned from office and lived in seclusion. I didn't expect that he was actually in Qingshan City!"

She couldn't wait a moment and was about to go.

Shuqin stood up quickly: "I'll come too."

"What are you going to do?" Lan Yin pointed to the only empty seat.

"When Miss comes back later, she still wants to drink sweet soup!
You have secured your position here. If someone asks you to give up your position, scare him with your sword. "

Shuqin looked hesitant: "But my cousin told me not to leave even a step..."

What a joke, is this how his sword is used?
"Shuqin, wait for me here. I'll come as soon as I go."

Wang Lanshu raised his chin at the large and small bags on the ground.

"These are the treasures I got with great difficulty, so you have to watch them carefully!"

After that, the master and the servant went to the calligraphy and painting stall.

Shuqin looked at the two people's backs, let out a low voice, and sat down silently.

This third girl, as soon as she leaves the house, looks completely different from her usual self!

Wang Lanshu stopped the stall owner and bowed very respectfully: "Master Gu."

Gu Jijiu was startled and took a closer look at the girl in front of him.

"You're a girl, do you know me?"

"My father always mentioned it."

Wang Lanshu was a little excited and a little embarrassed. He glanced at the stall and picked up a landscape painting.

"You can tell? This painting is of your Qingshan City." Gu Jijiu said with a smile.

Wang Lanshu exchanged views on this painting with Gu Jijiu, and lost track of time for a moment.

Lan Yin touched her arm, and Wang Lanshu glanced towards the end of her line of sight with his peripheral vision.

Shuqin sat in his seat and looked at her without blinking.

A ray of cold moonlight shone on Wang Lanshu's body, extremely soft, but the expression on her face was so hot and agile.

They look completely different from the Wang family.

It is really not worth it for such a girl to marry a dandy like Li Congrong!

A man wearing a curtain hat passed behind Wang Lanshu.

Shuqin's pupils shrank and he stood up.

It's him!

Why did Lu Yan come here?

He has a sword on his waist, narrow black sleeves, and a mole on his hand, exactly as Chu Nianshan said.

He didn't even care about anything, took two steps forward, and stood in front of Wang Lanshu.

"Miss, it's time to go back."

"It's only been a while, why are you going back?" Lan Yin curled her lips and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I'm just sitting around when I go back. Aren't you tired of it?"

Shuqin glanced in the direction where Lu Yan disappeared.

Sure enough, Zhou Zijin and Lin Zhiyu were carrying bird cages and walking leisurely. Wang Lanshu could tell something was wrong from Shuqin's face, and his heart tightened.

She knew that even if she asked, Shuqin wouldn't tell.

Probably it has something to do with Lin Zhiyu!
"I know." She turned around and paid.

Gu Jijiu looked like he had an insight into the overall situation, his eyes wandered between the two of them, and he touched his beard.

"Miss Wang San, I am in love with you and I want to give you a piece of advice."

He put away the unsold paintings and calligraphy on the table, "Marriage is something you will spend your whole life with. You should think twice before doing anything!"

He had heard something about what happened between Miss Wang San and Li Congrong.

Being able to point a sword at someone, this girl is extraordinary!
It would be a shame to be trapped in the back house.

……

On the corridors on both sides of Baoxiang Temple, several nuns displayed their own jewelry and other items, and quietly promoted their products to tourists.

Lin Zhiyu stood in front of the stall, holding a velvet flower-like headdress, and seriously discussing the price with the old nun.

"You are Mrs. Yu from Jinlou, right?" The old nun smiled so hard, "Qingshan City is all thanks to you, otherwise, how can I have a good year!
The abbot of the temple heard about your story and said he wanted to light a prayer lamp for you. "

"I have received favor from the people of Qingshan City, this is what I should do."

Lin Zhiyu gave a very official answer.

Here, Zhou Zijin had already paid for her and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait." Lao Ni glanced to the side and his eyes were glued to Lin Zhiyu again.

“Light the prayer lamp and ask for your wife’s horoscope.

You happened to be here. It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Why not go in and write the horoscope? "

Lin Zhiyu stopped hesitantly: "Actually, I didn't do anything..."

The old nun clasped his hands together and said Amitabha.

"It's just a cup of tea. I'll invite you later. I don't know if the lady is free yet."

Lin Zhiyu then agreed and asked the old nun to lead the way, while he and Zhou Zijin followed behind.

I don’t know what’s going on. The further you go inside, the fewer the lights.

After leading them to a main hall, the old nun said to Amitabha Buddha again: "You two wait here for a moment. The nun will go and ask the abbot to come over now."

She turned around and left the hall, leaving only the echo of what she had just said.

Lin Zhiyu was still wearing a Nuo opera mask on her face. Looking around, there were scary divine temples from all directions on the walls.

"Do you feel that this place is a little too remote?"

Lin Zhiyu reached out and wiped the ashes on the altar.

It shouldn't be.

Today is New Year's Eve, and I just had a religious ceremony.

Zhou Zijin put the birdcage aside. Perhaps because he sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, the parrot that was chirping along the way completely shut its mouth.

"They said they were writing Chinese horoscopes, but they didn't give them paper and pen. They asked us to wait here."

He glanced outside the door and snorted.

"Ms. Yu has quite a few enemies!"

The two exchanged glances through their masks and stepped out of the hall.

Now that I think about it, this thing is weird in every way!
As soon as the two of them stepped out with their front legs, several black figures fell on the beams with their back legs.

"What about people?"

Each of them was wearing night clothes, and the scimitars in their hands were shining coldly.

Lu Yan took a look at the footprints on the ground by candlelight.

"We're afraid we'll be exposed, so chase!"