The first little white face in the Three Realms

When the two arrived at Jining Temple in a carriage, they were surprised by the pilgrims who came one after another.

There are many famous temples in Shangjing, Jining Temple is not the most famous one, but there are especially many guests here today.

Looking at the crowd inside, Luo Qingyao couldn't help frowning: "Why don't we go back first."

Xie Randeng said: "Didn't it be that you said you were going to come and finally came out, and then you went back without praying?"

It's not that Luo Qingyao didn't want to, but: "There are too many people."

Some roads in the temple are not spacious, and the pilgrims who enter can only be crowded with people and glance at them, all of them are dark heads and colorful clothes.

Luo Qingyao is not a hypocritical person, but he can bear the crowding, but he doesn't want to see Xie Randeng being bumped around.

And I don't know why today's pilgrims are mostly young people, all of them are well-dressed and fragrant.

Luo Qingyao didn't want Xie Randeng to passively hug him left and right later and get someone else's smell on his body.

Xie Randeng looked at the stalls outside the temple gate, all of which were hung with red silk and looked very festive.

"There seems to be a lot of people because the Luoshen Festival is approaching and they all come to pray for marriage."

Xie Randeng has long known some customs and habits of Shangjing.

This Luoshen was originally a very favored princess in Shangjing, but later she married into a big sect in the cultivation world and became the wife of the suzerain.

The princess took good care of the royal family, and the royal family strongly praised her, so many temples were built for her.

However, the princess's supernatural powers are not that great. She is not as capable as other worshiped gods, and she can do limited things for the common people. The royal family shaped her image to protect marriage.

They arranged so many stories at the beginning, the most widely spread is the beautiful love story between the princess and the fairy.

The Luoshen Festival not only has to choose Luoshen, but also has many other activities. It is no wonder that there are so many pilgrims in Jining Temple today.

On any major festival, there are always many times more guests praying to God and worshiping Buddha than usual.

After hearing this kind of excitement, Luo Qingyao immediately wanted to join in the fun.

But there were too many people, so his eyes moved to the top of the high red-tiled courtyard wall: "Why don't we go over from above."

Xie Randeng's expression was subtle: "How can we get up in this way?"

□□It is really disrespectful to the Buddha. Since you are here to worship Buddha, how can you be so nonsense.

"Husband, don't move, just wait for me in the carriage."

Luo Qingyao lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, then took out the money and gestured several times to a grandmother who sold that kind of small wooden sign. After a while, there was a long strip of cloth in her hand.

Entering a temple to seek marriage is nothing more than a few similar procedures, going to the Bodhisattva to worship and draw lots, and then hang a sign on the marriage tree with the names of the two lovers engraved.

Generally, the signs are tied with red ribbons, and the red ribbons are not very long, about twice as long as the small wooden signs.But the roll of red ribbon that Luo Qingyao brought back was enough to wrap around the waist of the century-old Marriage Tree three times.

"What do you want such a long strap for?"

One sign is enough, and it is not enough to hang the whole tree.

Luo Qingyao wrapped the strap around Xie Randeng's wrist three times, and then tied the other side around his body: "Tie it up, and the two of us won't be separated by other people later."

Sometimes others rushed over deliberately, in order to protect Xie Randeng or Luo Qingyao's arms, their holding hands would be forced to loosen, but they would not be tied together like this.

This is only one of the reasons. On the other hand, he is also declaring his sovereignty openly - everyone is tied up, so that the Yingying Yanyan outside can see at a glance that this most handsome man belongs to his family.

The cat's jealousy has always been very strong. Although Xie Randeng felt that the straps were a bit exaggerated, he still condoned Luo Qingyao's domineering behavior.

Although the road was crowded, there were not many people in the hall.

The hall is very wide, and there are special monks to guard it, so that all the pilgrims will not be squeezed into the hall, so as not to collide with the Bodhisattva and Buddha on the temple.

"You go up first."

Xie Randeng untied the red ribbon, and watched Luo Qingyao go to worship Buddha with a smile.

The latter imitated the posture of the previous pilgrims, and naturally knelt down on the futon in front of the Bodhisattva, bowed twice symbolically, and then began to shake the stick in his hand.

I heard the rattle of the stick, and a bamboo stick jumped out, pointing out, and the word "下" at the top seemed to be "Down".

Luo Qingyao quickly pressed down the lottery that was about to come out, and when he was swaying, he thought to himself: It must be a match made in heaven, a perfect marriage, and the lottery that will be tied together for eternity. Bodhisattva was smashed.

The lottery failed to come out, but the Bodhisattva on the temple suddenly had a problem.

Such a big golden Buddha statue fell heavily to the ground with a bang, smashing a deep crack in the flat ground.

The loud noise startled the people outside, and it seemed that the table was cracked somehow.

Luo Qingyao was also taken aback, he just thought about it, but he didn't take any action yet.

The guarding monk rubbed his eyes in disbelief, how good it is, the Bodhisattva fell down!

And I don't know if it's his illusion, but looking at the Bodhisattva's appearance, he looks a little aggrieved and pitiful.But upon closer inspection, the bodhisattva was the kind-hearted person he remembered, and hadn't changed in any way from the past.

Before he had time to worship God, Luo Qingyao was stunned. He looked at the lottery in his hand, wondering if he should continue to draw lots.

The Bodhisattva fell off the platform, with his big head made of gold facing down, he looked incompetent, and the lottery drawn was probably inaccurate.

"My guest, please go out first."

In case of an accident, they could only persuade all the other guests waiting outside to leave.

"Chengming, help the Bodhisattva with me, Chenghui, please host."

After all, it is a big temple, and the monks in the temple are very experienced in dealing with emergencies. They should appease the pilgrims.

Fortunately, there were no particularly important guests today, Jining Temple would not be able to offend guests, and would not crowd the alley outside with other pilgrims.

They all have their own comfortable rooms, and they don't need to stand and wait in order to worship the Bodhisattva.

Because it happened when Luo Qingyao was going to worship Buddha, the monks inevitably took a little bit of anger.

But in order to avoid the two of them going out and talking nonsense, they arranged a separate room for the husband and wife.

"It surprised the two of you, please wait here first, and when our host comes over, you must explain it to the two of you personally."

The reputation of the Bodhisattva and the temple is very important. A few monks who are big, big, and thick, come together, one by one, like iron towers, full of oppression.

It is better to say it is coercion than to say please.

The door was closed, and there were still monks guarding the window.

"They chased me!"

Luo Qingyao, who failed to successfully pray for marriage, was extremely annoyed.

It didn't happen sooner or later, but this table had an accident when he came, which was clearly an ominous sign.

Xie Randeng pinched him, lowered his voice and said: "This temple is not effective, let's stop worshiping."

In the second life, he actually doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas very much.

He had been so miserable in his previous life, and he never saw any gods and Buddhas come out to protect him.

If the last life was the destiny he should have, why would God take pity on him and let him live again.

He has made many choices in this life that are completely different from those in the previous life. In a sense, he is changing his fate against the sky.

After experiencing such a situation, Xie Randeng's impression of Jining Temple is not much better.

"Then let's go back."

Luo Qingyao pinched her husband's hand in turn, and it was soft and fragrant, and she was talking about his husband.

He directly put down the monks who were guarding them, then rolled up the red silk, and walked straight up the road with him.

Luo Qingyao tapped his toes on the row upon row of blue tiles, his movements were light and graceful, like a cat.

Xie Randeng was tied together by him, and Luo Qingyao led him to step on the bald heads of the monks, then jumped up the high courtyard wall, galloped all the way from the bricks and tiles, and landed lightly and steadily on the ground. Outside the tall courtyard.

Anyway, they don't seek the Buddha in this temple anymore, and they are not afraid of offending the Bodhisattvas.

As for those monks, Luo Qingyao was as fast as a gust of wind, and swept across the roof with Xie Randeng wrapped around him.

When the person he stepped on or heard the movement looked up, he couldn't even see the shadow, let alone find two people flying in the sky.

This was the first time he was taken to fly in the air. Although he only used lightness kung fu, but looking down at all living beings from a high place, he felt a shocking feeling of stepping on a blue sky.

It would be great if he could cultivate himself.

Xie Randeng sighed deeply, and then took out a stone from his storage ring.

That is a magic weapon for testing spiritual roots. It looks ordinary, similar to small stones picked up by the roadside, but if someone with spiritual roots holds it and feels it with consciousness, the test spirit stone can be released. shine.

Different spiritual roots will cause the spiritual stone to emit light of different colors.

The better the spiritual root, the brighter the light, and a single spiritual root is better than multiple spiritual roots.

Thinking this way, Xie Randeng subconsciously clenched the stone, and then his palm was suddenly illuminated by a blue light.

Xie Randeng, who was in a state of shock, seemed to hear a child's childish voice shouting: "Mother, look at the sky, it seems that there are gods shining."

The light that can be seen by others shows that everything in front of him is not his delusion.

Xie Randeng trembled suddenly, but he couldn't believe it.

He became short of breath, and tightly grabbed Luo Qingyao's waist: "Qing Yao, please stop."

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