Mrs. Lin also went to Ciguang Temple with her. The old lady originally wanted to leave her in the mansion to take care of herself, but in the end she thought about taking her with her. After all, it was unjustifiable that none of the concubines from the Mu mansion showed up. Ms. Jiang was pregnant.
Mrs. Xia is in poor health, and now only Mrs. Lin can come out with her.
She knew that the old lady still had feelings for her, so she was considerate and considerate along the way, for fear of neglecting her.
After worshiping the Buddha, the old lady went to the abbot to ask for Buddhist scriptures. The others scattered around and walked around casually. Liuyun was familiar with Ciguang Temple, so he went to Lingxuan. Coincidentally, it was Lingxuan that day.
On the last day at Ciguang Temple, Liu Yun thought he was going to return to secular life, but later he found out that he had been a lay disciple from beginning to end.
"Why did the master suddenly leave?" Liu Yun asked curiously. It was undeniable that Ling Xuan, who had changed into casual clothes, seemed to be a god touching the ground. He was a little less fairy-like, but a little more noble.
"The peaceful days have come to an end, so naturally it's time to leave." Ling Xuan smiled lightly, with a calm and serene expression. From this look, he looked a bit like a secular disciple who was refined from the secular world.
"Where will the master go next?" Liu Yun was not inquiring into the master's privacy. After all, they had been together for a few days and got along well, so naturally they should pay a few words of concern.
"Probably going to the capital, or returning to Linyang City." Ling Xuan gave an ambiguous answer. In fact, he didn't even think about where to go first.
Liu Yun nodded. She had heard that Master Ling Xuan was from the capital before.
"By the way, have you seen Dongfang Ye later?" Ling Xuan casually changed the topic and asked,
"Well, I've seen it a few times." Thinking of the intimacy that day, Liu Yun's face turned red. Afraid of being noticed by Ling Xuan, he casually turned around to admire the paintings on the wall until he took a closer look.
He was surprised and said: "This is Wang Mian's picture of plum blossoms."
In his previous life, Liu Yun also studied calligraphy and painting carefully, otherwise he would not have been able to draw the ink bamboo at the poetry tasting meeting that day.
"That's a fake." Ling Xuan stood up and walked over to Liu Yun's side, standing with his hands behind his hands, raising his head slightly with a hint of a smile, "I drew it."
Fake? The shock leaked out again in Liu Yun's eyes. Her mother used to be fond of calligraphy and painting, and she also collected many genuine works by famous artists. The plum painting in front of her was not inferior to those genuine works by famous artists, and the thick and light ink was blurred.
The mature plum blossoms are elegant and graceful, either with sparse shadows and slanting shadows, elegance and lightness, or with dense flowers and dense stamens in thousands of clusters, or dense with sparse, taking care of the situation, highlighting the nobility and elegance of the plum.
"If the master hadn't said it was a fake, Liu Yun would have thought it was Wang Mian's original work." Liu Yun sighed, looking at Mo Mei intently.
"It's just something for leisure time." Ling Xuan shrugged. Ciguang Temple is a place where people can calm their impetuous hearts. The paintings made here are naturally different.
Liuyun stuck out his tongue, probably only someone as reviled as Master Ling Xuan could say such an understatement.
The two chatted for a long time, until the young master outside knocked on the door and said that the old lady of the Mu family had sent someone to look for the eldest lady and that it was time to leave for home. Liu Yun was shocked to realize that several hours had passed.
Liu Yun said goodbye to Ling Xuan and went to look for Mrs. Mu in front. Mrs. Mu and her group had already made preparations and were ready to go back home when Liu Yun came back.
When Liu Yun walked away, an eagle flew over his head, screamed, and circled around Ling Xuan twice. It wasn't until Ling Xuan stretched out his right hand that it landed on Ling Xuan's arm. Ling Xuan followed.
It took the letter from its feet and moved its arms. The eagle immediately screamed again and flapped its wings twice before disappearing.
"Horse thief?" Ling Xuan's handsome brows furrowed. He looked at the words on the letter, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and chuckled sarcastically, "You really do everything you can, you are so poor."
Looking at the direction Liu Yun was leaving from a distance, he thought of the vague feelings between Liu Yun and Dongfang Ye. He not only shook his head, it seemed that he had taken care of this business. Thinking of this, he went back to his room and wrote down a few words.
This word made people rush to Linyang City.
At this time, Liu Yun and his group were heading back. Liu Yun was in good spirits now. He no longer closed his eyes and meditated as he did when he came in the morning, but instead enjoyed the scenery along the way.
The carriage suddenly stopped, and the bodies of the female family members in the carriage also swayed. The servant who was driving immediately jumped out of the carriage to look at the two black horses pulling the carriage. He didn't know what was wrong with them, but they kept blowing hot air. It turned out that
He stepped on the ground and refused to take another step.
"What's going on?" Mrs. Mu, who was pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes and glanced at Bai Su. Bai Su nodded immediately and got off the carriage to ask about the situation. She came over and replied not long after, "There is something wrong with the horse pulling the cart.
, Lao Zhang and the others are discussing."
Liuyun looked outside the curtain warily. They had just passed through the woods and were in a remote and desolate place. At this moment, except for their group, there was not even a passing figure.
For no reason, Liu Yun felt flustered, feeling that something was not right.
Sure enough, her hunch was right. A group of people came running from a distance, all holding weapons, bows and arrows or swords in their hands. The leader was riding a black horse. With a wave of his hand, the group of people
Then they surrounded Liuyun and the others.
"Robber?" Mrs. Lin's face suddenly turned pale and her body was trembling slightly.
Mrs. Mu's face darkened, but she could not tell that she was afraid, but her face did not look good either.
Liu Yun, on the other hand, looked out from the curtain with an expressionless expression, his heart tightening. The opponents were all tall and armed, but most of them were women. Although they also brought a few guards, they had two fists.
Duryodhana has four hands, and if he really takes action, he will definitely not get any benefit.
No matter how you look at it, it's all very dangerous.
"I've heard about Mrs. Mu's reputation for a long time, and I wonder if I can meet her." The man in black on the horse smiled heartily. At first glance, he seemed to be in his forties, with dark skin and a strong back. From this look, he was a
A hard-to-dismiss person.
At this moment, Mrs. Mu's expression finally changed. It seemed that the other party was really coming to Mu Mansion.
"Ma Xing, the leader of the Xiama Clan, wants to invite the old lady to Mazhai as a guest. I wonder what the old lady would like?" Seeing that the people on the carriage never spoke, Ma Xing was not in a hurry. He smiled and said the purpose.
The old lady had heard of Ma Xing's name. He was the leader of a group of bandits who gathered to commit robberies. The court issued a wanted order for him, but he wandered around and the court never caught him.
Unexpectedly, he would dare to come near Liyang City and commit robberies.
"What if I don't want to?" Mrs. Mu finally spoke, but it was an extremely strong word.