"Ding!"

The elevator reached the first floor, Yan Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, making it a little uncomfortable for an elderly person like her to see a young couple falling in love, unlike Yan Qiao's embarrassed face, Yun Jing's face had no ups and downs, but he secretly despised the couple, showing affection in front of people, and he was so bold.

Hmph, haven't you heard that show affection is divided quickly? Or he and Yan Qiao are good, if they don't show off, they will definitely be able to last a long time.

[Little couple (watching the play): At least we have love to show, I'm afraid you can't show off if you want to, right?]

[Yun Jing: Sometimes pretending to be stupid is also accumulating virtue...].

The closed elevator door opened from the middle, Yan Qiao let the little couple go out first, the boy put his arm around the girl's waist, and left sweetly, before leaving, he cast an apologetic look at Yan Qiao and Yun Jing, his girlfriend and his behavior of showing affection in public was really not good, so he had to apologize to the two who were innocently fed a mouthful of dog food.

Yan Qiao looked at the back of the two of them leaving, and sighed, it's good to be young, and the way to express love is always so generous and warm.

Yun Jing walked out from behind Yan Qiao and teased Yan Qiao playfully: "Look, if you want me, you can too."

"Don't don't, don't, I just sigh at the vitality of young people, don't..."

Yan Qiao waved his hand awkwardly, Yun Jing is really, he has no self-awareness of his age at all, he is so old, and he still wants to learn from young people, he is really not ashamed.

Yun Jing: "I..." Yan Qiao put a good look on Yun Jing's shoulder: "Let's go, sister will take you to dinner!"

The restaurant that Yan Qiao chose was also found in advance, the authentic specialties of Beicheng, and when you come to a new place, you always have to try the local food.

The cuisine of Beicheng is very different from that of Nancheng, but it is somewhat similar to that of Beijing, the cuisine of Beicheng does not like to put chili peppers, and likes to use sauce to season, all kinds of sauces, pepper sauce, brine sauce, sesame sauce, etc., which are added to the dishes suddenly and have a bit of novelty.

Yan Qiao took a piece of roast duck with brine sauce with a curious heart, the salty sauce was evenly spread on the crispy roast duck with the outer skin, and the juice burst in one

bite, delicious! Yan Qiao ate a few more mouthfuls of other dishes, the first few chopsticks were good, but it was easy to get tired of eating too much, she had to drink the buckwheat tea on the table to relieve her greasy after eating a few bites, and now she was salty, but on the other hand, Yun Jing, like a nobody, looked very natural, obviously they ate together, why is there such a big difference?"

Don't you think it's salty and greasy?"

Yun Jing reached out and picked up the kettle, and added some buckwheat tea to Yan Qiao's cup: "I used to come to Beicheng on business trips, and I ate a few times, and I was similar to you when I first ate it." "

Oh, it turns out that people have already eaten experience, unlike her, a junior brother, who is stupid and ignorant.

"Well, I'm all water, I'm not going to eat.

Yan Qiao took out a piece of paper from his lunch bag to wipe his mouth, and said his feelings contentedly.

Yun Jing nodded, it was okay to be full, and it was not good to eat too much salty and greasy things, so he consciously got up and went to check out.

After eating, Yan Qiao thought about going back to the hotel, but suddenly remembered the little girl in the elevator who said that it was very spiritual, Beichuan Temple, she didn't believe in these things since she experienced rebirth and the original accident, she has been in awe of the Buddha, she even felt that everything she experienced in rebirth was arranged by God, and she wanted to go to Beichuan Temple to see.

"Yun Jing, I want to go to Beichuan Temple to have a look, you go back to the hotel first.

Yan Qiao thought about it, and decided to let Yun Jing go back to the hotel first, half of the precious time of a president in the hall was used up by her, so it was better to leave some time for people to deal with official business.

[Yun Jing (warm heart): Qiao Bao, I'm fine, there is Yu Chen, you don't have to worry.

[Tang Yuchen (vomiting blood): Mr. Yun, this is your Yun clan!]

"I'll go with you, Beichuan Temple is on Beichuan Mountain, it takes several hours to go up and down the mountain, it's night for you to go and come back now, I don't worry." Yun Jing looked at Yan Qiao steadily, and said his reasons seriously.

Yan Qiao's eyes widened in her heart, what is there to worry about, she is a coaxing Sister Qiao, just going up the mountain, is it okay? But the words became: "Okay, then I'll reluctantly take you." "

......

Beichuan Mountain is the famous mountain of Beicheng, the legend is that there was this mountain in the ancient Dynasty three hundred years ago, and the Beichuan Temple on the mountain is even more magical, obviously it is just a small temple, but the incense is endless, many people go to visit after saying that it is very effective, over time, the news that Beichuan Temple is a spiritual temple has also spread, the first thing many tourists do to Beicheng is not sightseeing, but to go to this Beichuan Temple to pray for incense.

Go to the temple to incense is particular, sincere people will take a bath before going up the mountain, wash off their own earthly gas, clean into the temple, Yan Qiao did not know in advance, or in Yun Jing's reminder to know, it turned out that Yun Jing had been to Beichuan Temple, according to him, and the abbot inside or the New Year's friend.

Yan Qiao couldn't help but sigh, Mr. Yun's friends are really blooming everywhere!

[Yun Jing (helpless): My wife is ugly again, I hope you Haihan. The

mountain road of Beichuan Mountain is rugged, the temple is not specially paved, the stone slabs on the mountain are all paved by the pilgrims themselves, the stone ladder is uneven and steep, Rao is Yan Qiao's physical strength has also climbed for two hours, not to mention those frail pilgrims, those who can climb up must be very devout believers.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and at the end of the clouds and mist you can vaguely see two vermilion gates, and the smell of incense and candles comes from time to time in the mist.

Before he arrived in front of the Zhu Gate, Yan Qiao saw a figure, wearing a plain monk's robe, standing outside the temple, as if waiting for someone.

When she walked in, she was able to see the whole picture of the figure, a short and kind monk, with an independent temperament, especially the two white eyebrows under his forehead made him look extraordinarily kind, presumably a senior monk in the temple.

"Master Ruokong, long time no see.

Yan Qiao was about to ask if the monk could go in, but before he could say anything, Yun Jing beside him stepped forward and made a gesture to the monk.

"It's been a long time, but Master Yun Shi is fine. The monk greeted Yun Jing with a smile.

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