On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

What emerged from the grass were two chicks. Regardless of size or coat color, the two chicks looked almost identical.

Although the breed is more like poultry, following the black pheasant, it also looks like the chicks of the black pheasant.

The black pheasant walked to the big pit, spread its wings and flew over easily.

But the two chicks didn't have this ability, so they stood by the pit and chirped.

The black pheasant flew back again and stood facing the two chicks for a long time, his dark eyes darting around, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, the black pheasant picked out a chick and put it on its back. The other one looked at it and chirped and flapped its short wings, also wanting to be carried.

but.

The black pheasant didn't carry it on its back. Not only did it not carry it, it also raised its paws and kicked it into the big hole.

The chick was fluttering in the pit, chirping non-stop, trying to climb out, but was unable. The black pheasant flew over with another chick, looked back at the pit, and then, with the other chick, The chicken is gone.

The owner of Yongchang County in the car unconsciously grasped the car curtain with his hands, and his breathing became a little tight.

He closed his eyes hard and shouted in a low voice: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and fill in the hole!"

The guards took out the chicken inside. The chicken ran after the black pheasant, and the guards began to fill the hole.

The carriage swayed forward, and the head of Yongchang County felt like his heart was shaking in his chest.

I slowly felt some indescribable feelings in my heart. I closed my eyes, and those old things always appeared in my mind.

I don't know why, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and I felt a little sleepy while wandering around, so I fell asleep without realizing it.

In the woods, Song Ping and several brothers fed black pheasants.

"Brother, this chicken is so smart."

"Of course, you don't care whose chicken it is," Song Ping patted the chicken's head, "This is the princess's chicken."

"That's true. The princess must be a fairy. The chickens and birds she raises are very smart."

"Take the chicken away and provide a safe escort. The rest of you will follow me."

Song Ping is now Yan Ruyu's loyal follower. All his brothers admire Huo Changhe and are in awe of Yan Ruyu.

They now have extra money, peace of mind, and plans for the future, things they had never thought about earlier.

Even when I took refuge in the East Palace, I occasionally received high rewards, but after receiving the reward, I spent it on food and fun. I was like a duckweed, floating here and there. I knew in my heart that no matter how prosperous the capital city was, or how wealthy the East Palace was, it had nothing to do with them.

It's not like it is now, solid, stable and hopeful.

Song Ping said to his subordinates: "When we arrive outside the temple in a while, we will first deal with the few who are left to guard the carriage. Remember, the noise should be as low as possible, there should be no trauma as much as possible, and there should be no blood on the clothes."

"Don't worry, brother, we have all remembered it."

Several people had been there a long time ago and knew where to hide in the most secretive place. They arrived quietly, laid an ambush and waited.

In Qingyin Temple.

The abbot was putting on his monk's robes and asked Yan Ruyu: "How is it? Is it okay?"

"Okay," Yan Ruyu nodded, "You have always been a monk, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't this your first time taking on a big role, so you're a little nervous?" The abbot turned the beads in his hand, "I'll be free to express myself later?"

"Well, just act inscrutable. Go and stand at the temple door. When she opens the door, your part will begin."

"Okay," the abbot took a deep breath, "Okay."

"Bring her to the main hall and let her burn incense. Your mission is over."

"Okay," the abbot looked outside and was about to express his position when Huo Changhe strode in.

"People will be here soon, get ready."

The abbot's newly relaxed spirit was a little tense again.

Yan Ruyu said: "Relax, there are people from us inside and outside. Even if you fail, at most the effect will be imperfect and it will not affect the overall situation."

The abbot swallowed his saliva and felt strong again: "That won't work, I will definitely make it happen. Look at me!"

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe went to the main hall, and the abbot walked to the temple entrance.

Outside the door, the carriage stopped, and the coachman said: "County Lord, you have to get out of the car and walk for a while. The road ahead is a bit narrow and the car can't pass."

The Lord of Yongchang County slept for a while, and his consciousness was not yet fully awake. The maid helped her get out of the car, and when her legs settled down, her consciousness became clearer again.

Qingyin Temple has been abandoned for some years, and the door plaque is covered by weeds, making it look particularly desolate.

If it hadn't been for what the shaman said, she wouldn't have come to such a place.

At this moment, she was a little hesitant.

Before he could step forward, a black shadow swept over and landed on the door plaque.

"The Lord of Yongchang, Qingyin Temple!"

"The Lord of Yongchang, Qingyin Temple!"

He shouted twice in a row.

The Lord of Yongchang County was stunned for a moment, watching the bird spread its wings and fly into the temple again, secretly amazed in his heart.

What the bird said was exactly the same as the prediction given by the shaman!

At this time, she walked to the temple gate without any hesitation.

The two guards stretched out their hands to open the door, and the head of Yongchang County said: "I will do it myself."

As I got closer, I realized that although the door was a little worn, it was not dirty and didn't have too much dust.

She pursed her lips, pushed hard, and opened the door to the left and right. She thought she would see desolation, but unexpectedly, there was a monk standing not far away.

He was wearing a cassock, holding a Buddhist bead, and had a compassionate face. He was smiling. At the moment when their eyes met, a golden light shone slightly behind the monk, and his whole person was enveloped in a faint halo.

The head of Yongchang County was stunned.

Two guards were carrying knives and wanted to come in first. The Lord of Yongchang County said: "Back off! How can you step into the Buddhist holy land with sharp blades? Wait outside!"

The guard whispered: "County Lord, the eldest son has ordered us to protect your safety. Here..."

"Get out!"

Seeing that she was annoyed, the guard did not dare to say anything more and had to step aside.

The little maid lowered her head to help her. The Lord of Yongchang County shook off the maid's hand, straightened his clothes, and walked in slowly.

There seems to be a fragrance in the air, which makes people feel at ease.

The abbot put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, and the poor monk have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Lord of Yongchang County also met and said: "Master, are you waiting for me?"

"Exactly," the abbot said with a smile, "Today when the poor monk woke up, there were three birds chirping in front of the door, saying that distinguished guests were arriving. The poor monk calculated that the Lord Yongchang was about to arrive, so he was here to greet him."

The Lord of Yongchang County was delighted: "Master Youlao, is the bird you mentioned just now the magical bird?"

"Exactly," the abbot nodded.

The Lord of Yongchang County asked again: "I have heard that Qingyin Temple has been abandoned and there is no incense for worship. I didn't expect that there is a master like you and such a sacred bird."

"Everything is fate."

"Where did we get connected? What is the connection?" asked the head of Yongchang County.

The abbot choked. This woman seemed to understand a little bit, but she really couldn't be too free. If she saw him telling nonsense, he might not go to the main hall.

You have to deal with it carefully, if not...just give her a few sentences in English.

She must not understand that anyway.

"It was destined by God," the abbot stepped aside. "If the donor wants to know the cause and effect, it is better to go to the palace and ask in person."

"Ask? Who?"