Young Master, my wife brought the memories of her past life and was reborn to save the house.

"Mom, who are those officers and soldiers looking for?"

Shen Chengfeng jumped off his horse and said, "Jiang Lin, the son of the traitor, escaped on his way back to Beijing. The Yulin Army is searching for the whereabouts of the sixth son of the Jiang family. Sister, don't be afraid. My second brother is with you and mother. Something happened."

"Just follow mom and don't wander around." Jing Miaoyi subconsciously took Shen Wan's hand and led her into Puhua Temple.

The Yulin army is now under the command of the prince. The deputy general Jiang Xingui and the leader Wang De are all the prince's confidants. The prince is related to the Shen family. In addition, Shen Chengfeng is a sixth-rank official in the army under the prince. Therefore, These Yulin troops will not embarrass the Shen family.

They entered the Bodhisattva Hall of Puhua Temple smoothly.

Jing Miaoyi knelt in Pu Tuan, closed her eyes, held the prayer tube in both hands, and devoutly told the Bodhisattva what she wanted in her heart.

Shen Wan and Shen Chengfeng knelt behind Jing Miaoyi.

Shen Wan also closed her eyes, and the sign on the lottery tube fell to the ground with a "snap". Shen Wan and Jing Miaoyi opened their eyes at the same time.

Jing Miaoyi reached out and picked up the lottery stick on the ground, and first read the inscription on it: Two flowers on the other side, transformed into a Buddha and a demon, holding a ten thousand soul book, and wrote down all over the house.

She slowly removed the words pressed on her thumb: Fierce!

Jing Miaoyi suddenly put away the signature, turned around and said to Shen Chengfeng: "Second brother, you take your sister to the Fuchi to pray, and I'll go find the master to interpret the signature."

Shen Wan stepped forward to help Jing Miaoyi up.

Jing Miaoyi grabbed Shen Wan's hand and said, "Remember not to leave your second brother."

"I understand, mother." Shen Wan turned around and smiled at Shen Chengfeng and said, "Second brother, let's go."

Jing Miaoyi watched the two people leave, and the monk on the side came over: "Amitabha, the young monk takes the donor to find Master Wuwu to interpret the fortune."

When Jing Miaoyi handed the sign on her hand to Master Wu Wu, Master Wu Wu said without changing his expression: "This sign is very bad."

Jing Miaoyi's face turned pale.

This phenomenon has never occurred in the signature she asked for: "Please ask the master to interpret the signature."

"The flower of the other shore, also known as the flower that grows on the road to the underworld, falls at the junction of yin and yang. So when you look back, you can see the world, and when you go forward, you will see the abyss of purgatory. Now that the Buddha and demons are coming, there will be a great disaster."

Master Wuwu's words made Jing Miaoyi take two steps back as if she was lost. Aunt Song quickly supported Jing Miaoyi's body and asked on Jing Miaoyi's behalf: "Master Wuwu, is there a way to solve this lottery? No matter how much merit is required, Madam is willing to solve it.”

Master Wuwu sighed: "This is a bundle of knotted ropes that are difficult to untie."

"Then what if this knot is cut off?" Jing Miaoyi thought of Shen Lian.

Now her appearance has made the entire Shen family panic. When Master Wuwu was unraveling the signature, all that came to her mind was Shen Lian's ugly face like a yaksha when she first met her.

If she really enters the harem and her ugly face is seen by the prince, queen and even the emperor, the Shen family will be doomed.

She regretted it so much now that she shouldn't have left Shen Lian in the Shen Mansion in the first place.

"Amitabha, donor, everything has cause and effect. If you cut it off, the cause is still there, and the result will be the same."

Master Wuwu clasped his hands together and after bowing, he said no more to Jing Miaoyi.

But Jing Miaoyi blocked the way of Master Wu Wu: "Master, there must be a way to solve it. Please tell me what I need to do, even if it changes the situation a little bit."

"The poor monk gave one more advice to the donor: all evil will lead to hatred, and all evil will lead to enmity. Follow the good and gain the Tao, and everything will be unified."

"Second Young Master Shen, His Highness the Crown Prince is looking for you." Deputy General Jiang Xingui walked to the edge of the Fu Chi and said to Shen Chengfeng.

"Okay, I understand. I'll send my sister back to my mother first."

"Second brother." Shen Wan held a bunch of copper coins in her hand: "His Royal Highness must have something important to do with you. After I invest the coins, I will go back to find my mother. You don't have to give them to me."

"But my mother asked me to protect my sister at all times. There are thieves in Puhua Temple, and my brother is worried about you being alone." Shen Chengfeng said.

Shen Wan glanced at Hua Rong and Hua Jing beside her: "That's it, I'll go back to find my mother now. You don't have to send me away. I'm not a child anymore. If you catch the thief as soon as possible, it's better to return the favor to Puhua Temple." There is tranquility, flowers, and flower scenes, let’s go.”

Without waiting for Shen Chengfeng's reply, Shen Wan left from the steps on the left.

Shen Chengfeng watched her walk into the Bodhisattva Hall, then turned around and asked Jiang Xingui: "Are you sure someone escaped into the temple?"

"Yes, but today is the fifteenth day. There are more pilgrims coming to Puhua Temple to offer incense than usual, and there are many ladies from aristocratic families who have gone to the capital. The prince does not want to offend the aristocratic family, and there are not enough manpower. He needs the second son to return to the capital quickly to bring the imperial army. This is The summons given by the prince, Second Young Master, don’t waste time, go quickly.”

……

Shen Wan walked into the back of the Bodhisattva Hall and walked out of it after a while.

Hua Rong and Hua Jing were her confidants and people she could trust. She asked them to follow her closely and never leave her.

The two of them didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they followed Shen Wan silently.

She met many pilgrims along the way. Shen Wan met Master Wu Wu in the corridor and specially burned incense and asked: "Master, where is the lady who interpreted the signature just now?"

Master Wuwu glanced at her, turned around and pointed in the direction of the back hall, where there was a long corridor leading directly to the Sutra Pavilion.

He just pointed out a road and did not say where Jing Miaoyi was.

Shen Wan clasped his hands together in a salute and left quickly towards the path pointed by Master Wuwu.

The young monk asked in confusion: "Master, wasn't that lady in the meditation room just now listening to Uncle Wu Ming reciting sutras?"

"The person she's looking for isn't over there."

The door of the Sutra Pavilion creaked, and a messy scene came into view.

The bookshelf and scriptures were overturned, and messy footprints were covered in shallow and deep layers on the white paper.

Obviously, the Yulin Army came here and searched around just now.

The huge Sutra Pavilion was destroyed by the prince's lackeys. It seemed that the only surviving legitimate son of the Jiang family was very important to the prince.

"Hua Rong, Hua Jing, you two are guarding outside the Sutra Pavilion. I will go in to find some sutras and copy them to the old lady. Don't let others disturb me."

Shen Wan walked into the Scripture Collection Pavilion, closed the door of the Scripture Collection Pavilion with her own hands, fastened the door jam, and then turned around and looked around the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

There are 17,45 volumes of scriptures in the Puhua Temple Pavilion. It is the Buddhist temple with the largest collection of scriptures among the temples near Shangjing City. Today, most of them have been trampled by the Yulin Army or split into two pieces with sharp weapons and scattered. One place.

Shen Wan picked it up as he walked until he reached the end.

There was a altar in front of him, enshrining a Kūzozo Bodhisattva, but it was also split in half. The upper body fell to the ground, while the lower body was still standing upright on the altar.

Shen Wan straightened a round table, picked up the paper and pen and ink, and found a thick "Ksitigarbha Sutra". She placed the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" neatly on the round table.

Then she turned back and walked to the altar. She picked up half of the upper body of the Bodhisattva from the ground, then reached out and touched the grid wall behind the altar. She counted eighteen squares horizontally and eighteen vertically, and then picked up the Bodhisattva in her hand. , pushing the lotus-shaped crown into the grid she clicked on.

I saw that the lattice was recessed inward and fit perfectly with the Bodhisattva's head and body.

The wall in front of him also opened to the left and right, revealing a small dark room.

The messy young man was leaning against the wall. He held a sword in one hand and covered the place where the arrow was hit with the other. He raised the sword towards her with a vigilant face.

At the same time, a cold sharp weapon was placed on her neck from behind.

Shen Wan's heart trembled, and she looked sideways slightly at the man holding the sword against her...