"Thank you very much, old woman." Ling Luo left an extra tael of silver, and the old woman selling bamboo hats was very grateful.
Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu took their bamboo hats with them and went to the nearest restaurant, where they ordered a sumptuous table of delicious dishes and a large basin of warm lamb soup.
The two of them ate the hair ball very happily, and their bodies became warm and cozy.
Ling Luo was not very hungry. While eating, he paid close attention to the movements around him.
This restaurant is the closest to Bingyao Temple, and many believers who come and go to worship will stay here for a while.
"Hey, my old man is about to die of illness. I want to come to the high priest to see if I can save my old man's life."
"Hush - the high priest has been dead for three months, you can't say such nonsense."
"No way, already..."
"I guess you're from out of town, so you don't have enough information?"
"Then what should my old man do?"
"What do you care about your old man? Do you know that recently, Yinduli holds a soul summoning ceremony every seven days in the Bingyao Temple in an attempt to recall the reincarnation of the high priest. I don't know how many subjects come to worship."
"If I go on a pilgrimage and participate in the prayers at the spiritual calling ceremony, will my old man be cured?"
"I heard that when a new high priest comes to the world, he often performs miracles. Maybe we can all bathe in God's grace, and your old man's illness may also be cured."
"Really? That's great. I'm going to participate in the spiritual conjuring ceremony. When does it start?"
"You are in luck today. It will start in an hour, and the next soul-calling ceremony will be in seven days."
Listening to the conversation behind her, Ling Luo slowly put down her chopsticks, losing even the last trace of her appetite.
spiritualism?
Luo Ge was in the Xijiu Kingdom and tried every means to get close to her, hoping to get her back to the Dongchen Kingdom to be the new high priest. Why were the soul-calling ceremonies still being held here?
Ling Luo's brows frowned deeply.
She felt something was wrong.
The fourth prince Luo Ge and Princess Bing'er have already identified her, so why are there other forces in the Dongchen Kingdom instigating these inexplicable rituals?
"I heard that this is the seventh time to summon spirits." People at another table next to him started talking again.
Ling Luo pricked up her ears, activated her keen six senses, and listened carefully to the information.
"Seven, seven, forty and nine days seems to be a very auspicious number."
"Yes, so this seventh soul summoning ceremony is presided over by His Royal Highness himself!"
"Really? His Royal Highness is coming too, my God!"
"I have never seen a gentler person than His Royal Highness Prince Sheen. He loves the country and the people. He is simply the hope of our Dongchen Kingdom and brings blessings to the people."
"Actually, His Highness the Fourth Prince is quite good. I think His Highness the Fourth Prince is better-looking."
"Humph, what's the use of being good-looking? Haven't you heard of His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince's nickname? People in Xijiu Kingdom call him Ghost General. His methods are vicious."
"Yes, His Highness Xien is better!"
"That's right!"
Ling Luo frowned slightly, turned to Xuanyuan Yu, and asked, "Have you ever heard of the crown prince of Dongchen Kingdom?"
Xuanyuan Yu chewed large chunks of mutton in his mouth, his lips were red and shiny, and even his words were a little unclear: "You mean Luoxian?"
"Well, I heard people around me mention it just now. He seems to be a very gentle person who loves his country and his people." Ling Luo took out the handkerchief and gently wiped away the oil on Xuanyuan Yu's lips and cheeks.