After she exchanged souls with Xie Xun, Master Miaoyun asked her to come to Xiangguo Temple to stay for two days when she had time. She also specially built a yard around the old Bodhi tree.
She didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but the ability of souls to transmit to each other was mysterious and bizarre, which gave her a sense of awe.
Xiangguo Temple was Feng Yu's most comfortable days. She was far away from the hustle and bustle, sitting in front of the window sill and watching the autumn fragrance and spring dew busy in the courtyard. Feng Yu drew several pictures of pearl hairpins and a silver phoenix tassel picture. But she
I still think gold looks good, so Feng Yu thought to herself that she could ask Linlang Pavilion to make two styles to see which one sells better.
"Girl, the pilgrims have almost left, do you want to go to the main hall?" Chunlu came in after washing her hands, Fengyu nodded, she took the cloak and put it on Fengyu.
Several people accompanied Feng Yu to the main hall to pray.
In the afternoon, there were fewer and fewer pilgrims. Fengyu knelt on the futon and prayed sincerely. Qiuxiang and Chunlu donated sesame oil money. The little novice loved seeing Fengyu come to Xiangguo Temple. Every time she came, she would have a lot of sesame oil money. Monks also have desires.
Yes, the more money you spend on sesame oil, the more prosperous the temple will be.
After Fengyu prayed, she drew a lot, and then another lot.
She doesn't have any luck in drawing lots. She always gets the best of the best in terms of her future, marriage, and family. Fortunately, Feng Yu doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, otherwise she would be depressed.
"Girl, I suspect that when you draw lots, the tube is full of bad lots." Qiuxiang comforted her. If you don't use such a coincidence, you will always draw bad lots. Nothing is good. This is not special for her girl.
Is it right? I smoke dozens of times a year.
"I think so too." Feng Yu also felt that Qiuxiang's guess was reasonable. Master Miaoyun also said that she had a connection with the Buddha, and that the Buddha might be her enemy in the previous life.
If you ask about bad luck, you will definitely have more bad luck and less good luck, and your life will be bumpy.
When you ask about marriage, if you don't get love, your family will be ruined.
When asked about kinship, the kinship is weak, and everyone deserts them.
She is very familiar with drawing lots. She will get whatever she likes, and her attitude is quite bad. Anyway, she has drawn the worst lot.
After Fengyu prayed, she lit incense, and also lit incense in the small halls around the palace, taking the autumn fragrance and spring dew to enjoy the scenery. The scenery on the mountain was pretty good, and there was a patch of winter dates and pomegranates in the back mountain.
People who come to Xiangguo Temple come to pick winter dates and pomegranates. There is a young novice who is taking care of the orchard. Fengyu is a regular customer, so the young novice does not stop her.
Qiuxiang and Chunlu picked a basket of winter jujubes and a basket of pomegranates. The winter jujubes were washed in the spring water nearby. The freshly harvested winter jujubes still had a thin layer of frost and tasted very good. Fengyu liked them very much.
In addition to fruits, Qiuxiang also picked a basket of vegetables. When the group walked around from the back mountain to the main hall, they saw five tall men staying overnight. The young novice declined and allowed them to stay overnight in Kyoto City. It was not late and the city gate was not closed.
, there is still time to enter the city.
Xiangguo Temple did not allow any strangers to visit, and the young novice did not dare to make the decision. Those people begged the young novice in all directions, but the young novice remained indifferent.
The accents of those men aroused Feng Yu's idea. They had a distinct northwest accent, but their speech was unclear. Several of them used very strange words, and Feng Yu couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Several of them were dressed in simple, coarse clothes and short coats. They were slightly stout and had beards. They were carrying large luggage and looked like they had worked hard all the way. They all wore wrist guards.
"Miss Feng, you are back. Come in quickly. The door of the palace is about to close." The little novice monk hurriedly closed the door and greeted Feng Yu and others to come in. Then he said to several men, "Dear donors, go down the mountain to the east.
We will arrive at the city gate in due time, so you should stay in the city."
Feng Yu originally thought they were a group of young men in their thirties and forties, but when she passed by them, she discovered that one of the men had black and white eyes, and a beard that could not hide his high nose and youthful appearance on the upper half of his face. That was
A pair of young people's eyes are like eagles.
The young man stared at her, as if he was shocked by her appearance. Feng Yu knew that she was beautiful, so she didn't care about his direct and fiery gaze, and entered the palace gate with Qiuxiang and Chunlu.
The little novice monk closed the door of the main hall to block the young man's prying eyes. Chunlu felt like a light on his back. When he looked back, the door of the hall had been slowly closed.
"Girl, who would come to stay overnight at Xiangguo Temple?" Qiuxiang asked curiously. Xiangguo Temple is only an hour away from the city gate. Now you can go to the city in time for sunset, so why come to the temple? Even if you come to the temple, you won't come.
Xiangguo Temple, this is not an inn. Except for pilgrims, Xiangguo Temple does not let anyone stay overnight.
Feng Yu was sensitive and vigilant. Several of the men had northwest accents and seemed to have escaped all the way. "They don't go to Kyoto. It's almost sunset when they arrive. They enter the city for strict interrogation. They don't have pass tokens. Second, they have no money."
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The first lunar month has just passed, and it’s still freezing cold when sleeping outdoors, so there’s nothing wrong with wanting to stay overnight.
Feng Yu returned to the small courtyard and told Zhang Da, "Be smart on guard duty at night."
"Yes!" Zhang Da said. Apart from them, there were no pilgrims staying overnight tonight, and the wing was far away from the young masters' residence. Zhang Da was very vigilant every time he went to Xiangguo Temple.
After Feng Yu returned to the courtyard, the sun gradually set, and the courtyard seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of golden light. The chef of Xiangguo Temple had prepared dinner. Although the vegetarian meal was vegetarian, it tasted very good. There are many vegetarian diners in Kyoto, Feng Yu
I have always wanted to recruit the master from Xiangguo Temple to come to Wangjiang Tower to make vegetarian meals. Unfortunately, the master is devoted to Buddhism, his heart is as rocky, and he is not moved by money. It is a pity.
The vegetarian meal at Xiangguo Temple is the best vegetarian meal Fengyu has ever tasted.
After dinner, the sky gradually darkened, and a lantern was hung on the porch. Fengyu read a book under the oil lamp. She read some popular novels to kill time.
Spring dew was afraid of hurting her eyes, so she lit three lamps.
"Girl, it's late at night and the lights are dim, please rest." Chunlu said, "Looking at it for a long time hurts your eyes."
"I'm not sleepy yet." Feng Yu turned over a page of the book and thought for a moment, "What should I do?"
"Girl, why not practice the flute?" Qiuxiang suggested.
Spring dew, "..."
The Forbidden Army has found out Feng Yu's whereabouts. Lin Sheng knew that she was going to stay at Xiangguo Temple for two nights. He led a dozen or so Forbidden Army members to change their appearance and went up the mountain, lurking outside the Xiangguo Temple. Lin Sheng was sensible and did not plan to stay at the Xiangguo Temple.
Take action, Xiangguo Temple is an important place for Buddhism, and there is a group of warrior monks, so the action in the temple attracts attention. The assassination of Feng Yu needs to be done without leaving any trace, and it must not have anything to do with the East Palace.
A few months ago, his father sent people to kill Feng Yu. If Lin Xiao hadn't happened to show up, Feng Yu would have died long ago. Tonight, he brought people to assassinate her, just to make sure nothing went wrong.
There is only one master Zhang Da next to Feng Yu, and the others are all nurses, so there is nothing to worry about.
Who knew that he would meet a few homeless people sleeping outside Xiangguo Temple. Five strong men in coarse short coats were in a low house not far from the main entrance of Xiangguo Temple. It was cold on the mountain and the lights were dark, so no one could see clearly who they were.
By the time they hit it, it was too late. This was the only way to go through Xiangguo Temple, and no one expected anyone to camp outside Xiangguo Temple.
