Smile and swing sword

Yuqing Temple is full of incense, and the nobles are like rivers. Ning Qianying's carriage and horses are low and unadorned, hidden in the luxury cars and tall horses, inconspicuous, but outside the temple, there is a young monk with simple eyebrows and eyes waiting specially. The servant girl helped Ning Qianying get off the ground, and immediately came up to meet her, and bowed foolishly to say hello.

Xiaomei's expression was impatience, and she didn't like to see this little monk who was always strict in doing things. She responded perfunctorily, but Ning Qianying smiled and said softly: "Master Yuanjian, I will trouble you to lead the way again."

Yuan Jian said with a simple smile: "For matters of duty, I would rather be polite to the benefactor."

A group of people filed in and entered the inner temple. There is a hall of reincarnation. In the center of the hall, a pagoda is grounded on the top. It is divided into 47 floors. Those who enshrine Yuqing with a large sum of Yuanshi all the year round are extralegal golden bodies invited.

Ning Qianying went around the pagoda to the lighting lotus pond at the back. The lotus pond was divided into nine parts by the small matt grid. There are more than a dozen black lotuses, the size of a bronze basin, with twelve lotus petals. Among them is a flower core the size of a candle, straight and thick, about one finger high, with a faint green fire burning at the top.

The black lotus is engraved with no name, but none of the people who came here would mistake what they thought in their hearts. Ning Qianying turned a familiar road to a chest-high lotus lamp. Sure enough, the wick was dim and the light was subtle, but looking at the candle wick There is still less than half of it left, and it doesn't look like it is about to burn out. After a little calculation, the next refueling is not far away from today, which really shouldn't be the case.

Ning Qianying was thinking about this all the way, it was related to her deceased beloved son, she would not underestimate any mistakes, even if she thought that his soul might be uneasy at this moment, she felt a pain like a knife in her heart.

Xiaomei noticed that there was sadness in Ning Qianying's expression, so she delivered brand-new lamp oil with her eyesight, not forgetting to count the many benefits of Master Bufan: "Fortunately, he reminded me several times, telling me not to forget to tell the mistress, Master Bufan always knows your heart Deng Lian, sincerely, said that in the past eight years, he has never cut off the fire for a moment, if something goes wrong due to the changes in the past few days, then he will be in trouble day and night."

Ning Qianying took out some vegetable oil with a wooden spoon and carefully poured it into the lotus core. The vegetable oil melted into the candle wick, and the blue flame suddenly swelled.Seeing that this action was effective, Ning Qianying relaxed slightly, and slowly scooped up a second spoonful, but said in her mouth: "Master Bufan is very handsome, but after all, he is a Buddhist, Xiaomei, don't be confused."

The maidservant's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she faltered and argued palely. Ning Qianying sighed and said, "I seldom restrain my servants, and I always treat you like children. It's inconvenient to talk here, as long as you know it."

After adding the lamp oil, the lotus fire came back to life, Ning Qianying held out her hand to caress the lotus petals, with tears streaming down her eyes.At this time, a sudden change occurred, the lotus core exploded with a bang, sparks shot out, Xiaomei screamed, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, the aisle of the lotus pond was narrow, and she almost fell into the spring.

Ning Qianying's complexion changed drastically, but she was not as startled as Xiaomei, who stared at Hei Lian nervously, only to see that the body of the candle that had been solidified like fat in the lotus core softened and slumped down, revealing the mystery inside.

The candle flame should be solid, but now it is empty inside, no wonder the lotus core looks thick on the outside, but the green flame it ignites is so dim.

The ointment softened into water, only to see that there was a small square of paper soaked in oil. Ning Qianying was terrified, but regardless of Xiaomei's obstruction, she stretched out her hand and pinched the paper to her fingertips. She unfolded it and wrote two lines of small words: The sky is not old , love is inevitable.Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.

After reading the words and sentences, Ning Qianying's shoulders trembled violently, two lines of tears fell down her cheeks, and her beautiful eyes opened slightly, showing shock.Looking at Xiaomei again, she looked even more flustered than she was. She and Bufan had been in secret communication for a long time, and this time it was Bufan who asked her to invite Ning Qianying to the temple to cheer.I thought it was just that he wanted to earn more incense and money, so he readily agreed, not wanting such a tricky thing to happen now!

I don't know who killed a thousand swords tampered with the lotus core. The adulterous monk is a small matter. If you disturb the mistress, Wan Xuchuan will not show mercy. Thinking of this, Xiaomei regretted not falling, and was so frightened that she almost fell on her back. She tremblingly asked: "Mistress, this matter is deceitful! It's more important to burn this anonymous note quickly, and then ask the master in the temple to repair the lotus core!"

"No!" Ning Qianying regained consciousness, wiped away her tears and said, "Go home immediately, I have something important to discuss with the master."

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Xiaomei put the little paper into her sleeve regardless of the stickiness of the lamp oil, and there was absolutely no way to dissuade her, so she had no choice but to leave the temple in a hurry with her mistress with a blank face.

The wheels rolled heavily, rushing towards Wanfu, at this moment, a man in a green shirt and a bamboo hat walked outside the gate of Wanfu. The man raised his head slightly, revealing a handsome young face. He stepped forward and asked politely: "I don't know which visitor it is from afar, but he is very unfamiliar. If I can let the younger one take a look at the greeting card, it will be good for me to ask the master."

The man's posture was casual, and he smiled lightly: "There is no greeting card."

The man raised his wrist, and there was an extra piece of letter paper on his fingertips, but there was nothing written on the envelope, so that no one could peek from the outside.

The servant was about to go forward to get the letter, when he suddenly heard a shout: "Slow down!" Looking back, he immediately bowed and said: "Young Master, Miss."

Wan Siqi and Wan Jingxian staggered and walked out of the door, followed by four or five Yuanxiu masters with restrained breaths. Wan Jingxian's eyes were cold and stern, and she passed Wan Siqi who was walking in front of her and shot straight at the male cultivator. On the contrary, Wan Siqi had a smile on his face, but this smile was quite frivolous, and said: "Although my aunt has been away from home for more than twenty years, she has never lost contact with the mansion, and she has never heard of any disciples she has accepted, Luo Qianqian, do you think you can sneak into Wan Ning'an's birthday dinner with this trick?"

The male cultivator frowned slightly when he heard the words, but still smiled and said: "I don't know who you are talking about. If you want to determine whether my identity is true or not, you can tell if I take the letter. If you come up, you will be shot to death. If you miss my home I'm afraid even you can't afford to take care of the master's affairs."

Wan Siqi didn't even frown, and said with a sneer: "Whoever wants to talk nonsense with you, let me take it down!" He turned around and walked away, but a figure of flowers suddenly appeared in front of him, and his retreat was blocked.

The male cultivator's footsteps turned lightly, and he suddenly fell to the ground. He was shocked when he fell to his ankle and couldn't fall any more.Seeing this, Wan Jingxian finally turned pale, and said sarcastically: "Drilling squirrel, your trick is no longer effective! Fangyuan underground has already sent golden root cultivators to inject foreign objects overnight. Once the gold yuan is fired, you have nowhere to escape .”

The male cultivator was calm and composed, and his expression remained unchanged: "I have seen the majesty of the Wanfu. Unfortunately, I really don't know what you mean. It is obvious that you have misidentified me and made me innocent. Now that you are determined , then it’s useless for me to speak out, if I don’t come back, my master will definitely come to the door, and my innocence will be cleared up at that time. That’s all I have to say, I hope you can take care of yourself.”

After finishing speaking, he raised one hand, and the thin letter paper was blown up by the wind, and it landed in front of Wan Siqi impartially.Wan Siqi flicked his fingers, the letter paper stopped in mid-air and swayed before falling to the ground, he pulled out the letter paper, and there were lines of beautiful small characters on it, but unfortunately he had never studied Wan Zhumang's handwriting, so now he can't see why even after a cursory look.

Seeing Wan Siqi pondering for a while, Wan Jing finally put the letter into her arms, and said anxiously: "Second brother! Why do you keep this torn paper? A little spark will burn it!"

"It's not up to you to tell me what I do," Wan Siqi's tone was light, but he could not comment on it. "Not enough successes, more than failures."

Wan Jingxian lowered her head slightly, not daring to persuade her anymore, and saw two servants standing far away with lowered brows and eyes, and shouted viciously: "Look less at what you shouldn't, don't say what you shouldn't say, there are advantages to being stupid !"

While speaking, the two masters of gold and yuan had already sealed the male cultivator's acupoints, one left and one right pushed him in front of Wan Siqi, Wan Siqi picked up the man's hat, and reached out to touch his face, regardless of the male cultivator's surprise and anger , ordered to go on: "This person... will be escorted to my outer house first, and locked in an empty underground room."

It was obviously not the first time for his subordinates to do this kind of errand, and they didn't ask which house it was, and took orders...

Ning Qianying came out of Yuqing Temple, and as the carriages and horses drove more and more frightened, it seemed that there was a sign that something big was about to happen, and for the first time, she couldn't help urging the groom: "Uncle Fu, please hurry up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a shout from outside. Instead of speeding up, the carriage stopped abruptly. "Ma'am, there is a son blocking the way!"

In the past, Ning Qianying would have to inquire carefully, but it is a pity that she is so anxious now, she can't care about others, and she calls the groom to go quickly, but she might as well listen to the passerby who asked loudly: "Madam Ning, you don't want to know about Luo Qian? "

These words exploded in Ning Qianying's ears like thunder on the ground. Ning Qianying froze and murmured, "Luo Qian... is it Qianqian?"

"Mistress!" The more Xiaomei thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, she took Ning Qianying's arm but was broken away vigorously by him, and she watched as she lifted the bamboo curtain and bent out of the carriage.

The groom immediately turned around and helped Ning Qianying get off the shaft of the car. Ning Qianying couldn't wait to look at the speaker before his feet touched the ground. He saw that this person was very young, and he was really a dragon among men with phoenix eyebrows and black eyes. After scoring three points, coupled with the strange things that happened in the Palace of Rebirth, my heart was pounding.

"The immortal elder knows my thousand children? Is he still in the world? Why is he not here? He, does he not want to see me..." Ning Qianying shed tears at the end of the sentence.

"Madam Ning, don't be so busy guessing," Xiang Tianyou took two steps forward, "Brother Luo misses Madam very much. He has suffered a lot in the past few years, and he also has depression in his heart. It is only now that he has made up his mind to come to see her." See, but before entering the gate of Wan Mansion, he was taught a lesson by two masters, a man and a woman, and ordered his subordinates to escort him away."