Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

When the emperor died, the whole country mourned together, and the world was in mourning.

The originally lively New Year atmosphere suddenly cooled down very quickly.

Shops with red lanterns took down their lanterns and opened their doors half-open as soon as they heard the news. People who had a happy event did not dare to make a fuss about it, so they had to stay at home and quietly invite a few relatives and friends to join in the fun.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now deserted. Pedestrians walking by are wearing white cloth and plain clothes and their faces are in a hurry. They have almost gone home after buying New Year's goods and will not stay on the streets unless necessary.

Their move was not because they felt sorry for King Bintian, but because they were afraid of the pressure of the government.

The government has already issued a notice: those who display red flowers and hold banquets will be fined [-] taels of silver and imprisoned for one month. Those who wear red and green things will be fined [-] taels of silver and detained for [-] days. Those who entertain with music, singing and drama will be fined [-] taels of silver. Two, the confinement ended on the anniversary of his death.

Let’s not talk about whether this notice can control the wealthy families. Ordinary people will not even dare to wear the new clothes specially cut for the New Year when they see this notice. No matter whether the new clothes are gorgeous or plain, they are afraid that the government will catch them and punish them. They were fifteen taels of silver in vain.

What's more, they just stay at home and wait for the New Year. These people don't go out anymore, and the streets naturally become deserted.

As a house of officials, the An family pays special attention to these rules. After the official arrived, Mrs. Qu immediately ordered people to dismantle all the red silk and lanterns in the house, and removed the gold plates and jades used to greet guests in the main hall and replaced them with plain colored glaze lamps.

After tidying up her home, Mrs. Qu immediately called the clothes shop to cut her clothes again. All the clothes were cut in plain blue and white.

However, time was running out, and the shopkeeper of the clothing shop cried a lot in the An family, saying that there were too many aristocratic families who wanted clothes, and he could at most rush to make one set for each of the masters of the An family before New Year's Eve.

Mrs. Qu thought that at this juncture the other party also had difficulties to express, so she was not embarrassed and paid an extra deposit. The shopkeeper left the house with great gratitude and sent the ready-made clothes the next night.

On the first night of New Year's Eve, everyone in the An family who should have been in a happy mood all had their meal early and rested early, and everyone tacitly did not mention the matters in the palace.

Early on the morning of New Year's Eve, An Jinshu was awakened by a red carp, saying that Qu was going to offer incense at Ping'an Temple and asked her to go with him.

An Jinshu got up and washed herself. While combing her hair, she looked at her pretty face in the bronze mirror. She told Luluo to notify Gu Qingchen next door and ask him to go with her.

At first I thought that there would be dragon dancing, juggling, singing and dancing on New Year's Eve, but I never imagined that once the emperor died, every door would be closed, pedestrians would be in a hurry, and there would be no trace of the New Year.

I have been really helpless this year.

An Jinshu sighed slightly and put down the curtain. As soon as she turned around, a plate of lotus seeds was handed to her.

"Sister, you came out so early and haven't had breakfast yet. Let's eat some lotus seeds to cushion our stomach."

Gu Qingchen's voice was clear and full of concern. An Jinshu looked at him suspiciously but did not refuse, thanked him and took the plate of lotus seeds.

After eating two pills, she suddenly thought of something and looked at the other person: "I told you earlier that I would send you a boy, but then I thought about it and forgot about it. There is no shortage of waiters in your yard. I will send one more person over. On the contrary, it is a burden.”

An Jinshu seemed calm when she said this, but in fact she felt extremely guilty. After all, Wen Heng was his confidant in the previous life. If she intercepted him in this life, she didn't know what he would do to her if he was discovered.

But it’s just that she didn’t know that he was reborn. Now that she knew that she couldn’t send Wen Heng back to him no matter what, who knew what he was thinking now. If she still wanted to take the lives of her An family, wouldn’t she send Wen Heng there? It will undoubtedly be the icing on the cake for the other party.

So she thought about it and decided to take the risk and keep Wen Heng. As for what happened next, that was a matter for the future. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so just take it one step at a time.

I thought that Gu Qingchen would be somewhat dissatisfied after she said this, but instead of being dissatisfied, the other party nodded in agreement: "I listen to my sister."

"..."

An Jinshu stared at the person in front of her as if she had seen a ghost. She might be happy when these words came out of someone else's mouth, but when they came out of his mouth, she felt the coldness from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. Gu Qingchen was used to the current situation, especially after knowing that the other party was also reborn, these words sounded even more impressive.

Silently all the way, the carriage reached the bottom of the mountain of Heianji Temple as it galloped.

There is no road for carriages to go up, so they need to get off the car and walk up the mountain. Occasionally there are pilgrims carrying baskets and passing them to the top of the mountain.

Xuanyin is loud and clear, and the sound is loud and clear.

The temple bells rang from the top of the mountain and echoed throughout the valley.

It was cold at dusk in Shufeng, and the mountain monk welcomed the arrival of the guests. As soon as An Jinshu and his party entered the temple, a monk came forward to guide the way. A deep path extended to the depths of the snow-covered bamboo forest. From time to time, unknown sounds came from the bamboo forest. The chirping of birds brings peace of mind.

Passing through the bamboo forest, the eyes suddenly light up. The majestic Main Hall is majestic. The spire of the main hall is as tall as a cloud, solemn and mysterious. The surrounding gardens seem to have been deliberately trimmed. They are elegant and quiet, with lush flowers and trees. It is like a fairyland on earth, which makes people relaxed and happy.

"Dear donors, the host is waiting for you in this hall. It is inconvenient for the young monk to go, so I will say goodbye."

"Thank you, little master." Mrs. Qu thanked her.

An Jinshu looked around and saw that there were no pilgrims here, so he knew that the senior monk in the temple knew that they were coming and made special arrangements to prevent anyone from bumping into them.

Slowly entering the main hall, the ferocious Buddha statue suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. An Jinshu panicked and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at it.

Everyone knelt down and worshiped devoutly, but she was sitting on pins and needles, with a sharp edge on her back.

As long as she lowered her head, she felt that the Buddha above her head was glaring at her, and the eyes seemed to see her past and present lives through her skin.

The moment she raised her head to face each other, her whole body was suddenly numb, and she was trembling uncontrollably. Her soul seemed to be taken away, until Gu Qingchen's evil eyebrows came into view, replacing the terrifying face above her.

An Jinshu broke out in a cold sweat. Unable to stay any longer, she stood up and saluted the host, and then left the hall as if running away.

Gu Qingchen frowned as he watched her running away through the door, clasped her hands to the abbot and bowed, and quickly chased her out.

The host narrowed his eyes and watched the two of them leave, then closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.

The wind blew by his ears, the cloak on his body was lifted up by the cold wind, and the needle-pricking chill penetrated into his skin. An Jinshu had only one purpose in mind to escape from the hall behind him.

The farther away the better.

She ran for a long time until she could no longer hear the dull ringing of the bells or the noise of human voices. She could only hear her own beating heartbeat and the sound of the wind whistling in the forest.

She ran slower and slower, until she could no longer lift her legs and feet, and she sat down, holding on to a piece of bamboo.

Her hands were shaking, her legs were shaking, her whole body was shaking, and even her soul was shaking with fear.

An Jinshu gasped for air, greedily absorbing the surrounding air. Her eyes were looking at nowhere, and the sound of chanting sounded in her ears as if coming from the horizon.

It was so far away and there were so many people that she couldn't hear clearly. It was like a demonic sound filling her ears, giving her a splitting headache. She covered her head tightly, trying desperately to get those sounds out of her head.

"Stop reading it! Stop reading it! Stop reading it!"

She screamed like a madman.

"Sister."

With a bang, An Jinshu's world fell silent. This sound was like a pair of strong and tough hands, pulling her back from the edge of hell.

She heard intermittent footsteps coming from behind, getting more and more urgent from far away.

Until the pair of evil eyes that saved her from being captured by the devil eyes appeared in front of the main hall, she muttered two words vaguely, closed her eyes and fainted.