Fast time travel: The villain is bowing his head again

Nowadays, most of the officials who come to Wanfo Temple are not cheap.

When they saw Gu Yishuo, they all rushed forward.

"I congratulate the general's class teacher on his return to court!"

"As soon as you see the heroic figure, you will know that you are a general."

Gu Yishuo had never seen most of the flattering faces, but they treated Gu Yishuo as if they were old acquaintances.

When everyone comes to Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to offer incense, there are not many of them with sincerity. All they want is wealth and power.

This pure place of Buddhism has really been disturbed almost.

When it was Gu Yishuo's turn to offer incense, he heard golden bells ringing in his ears.

He opened his eyes involuntarily, and saw nine golden bells with ever-burning lights on both sides of the golden hall.

When the breeze comes, it will move with the wind, all of them are crisp and moving, and his eyes are drawn away.

The abbot of the temple sprinkled some bodhi water on Gu Yishuo's forehead, "The blood is still in the general, if you can please come to my temple and stay for a while, the old monk will personally cleanse the taint for you."

Gu Yishuo saluted ten times back, "Thank you abbot for your concern, we are destined to come here." He also looked at the ever-burning lamps above, "Who enshrined these golden bells and ever-burning lamps?"

This time, before the abbot could answer, someone jumped out and said, "It's not that the eunuch has done too much harm to people, so he just offered these vain things for peace of mind."

"Don't talk nonsense!" The person who spoke this time was Lord Shangshu.

It's been a long time since I left Gu Yishuo that night, and Master Shang Shu looked darker now.

Gu Yishuo saluted respectfully, "I have met Master Shangshu."

Master Shang Shu didn't say much, but just invited Gu Yishuo to go down the mountain together.

There are many people here, everyone is staring at Gu Yishuo, his every move determines his own position.

But he didn't know that he was in danger, so he directly accepted Master Shangshu's invitation.

"Ping Yun, let's go down the mountain."

Princess Pingyun followed General Gu step by step, she was by no means a conspicuous figure.

Master Shangshu and Gu Yisuo walked together, "You don't have to take what the little official said just now, the general."

Gu Yishuo smiled, did not answer, and asked instead: "So those ever-burning lamps are really dedicated to the Lord?"

Master Shangshu sighed, "Humans, there are always obsessions that cannot be let go."

Gu Yishuo's walking posture is very good. From the side view, he is extremely tall and straight, like a pine like a bamboo. People around him will involuntarily stand up.

The same is true for Master Shangshu, feeling the oppression of the people around him, he really feels that he will grow old one day.

The two soon reached the turning point, and there were inscriptions written by masters of calligraphy on it.

There is nothing special about the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but the peculiar mountain appearance of the National Temple is indisputable.

The Wanfo Temple was blocked in the mountains after a short turn of the peak and circuit, as if walking in a lost place, but actually found a way out.

Someone chanted from a distance behind Gu Yishuo: "Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

The man's voice was loud and clear, and Gu Yishuo immediately attracted a lot of attention.

When Lu Shilang saw Gu Yishuo looking over, he immediately bowed his hands, "I've seen General Gu."

Gu Yishuo didn't care too much after seeing too many people who caught up with him today, so he just nodded slowly.

However, he reluctantly walked up to Gu Yishuo, "My surname is Lu, and I am the servant of the Ministry of Rites."

After all, Gu Yishuo was still a third-rank official with him, so he returned the greeting, "Hello Lu Shilang."

"You are welcome, General. I wonder if Lu is lucky enough to be with General Gu?"

Both Gu Yishuo and Master Shangshu were stunned. Gu Yishuo felt his left hand sink when he was about to refuse, and Ping Yun grabbed his sleeve.

Gu Yishuo lightly patted the back of Pingyun's hand and said to Lu Shilang with a smile, "Is there any reason why it shouldn't be?"