Chapter 73

The young man smelled that there was a woman talking behind him, and the voice was very gentle and gentle. It was like the sound of nature, so he looked back curiously.

"It's him."

Ning Lan looked at the past along the direction of the imperial brother. It happened that the young man also looked at himself, so he showed a smile of gratitude.

The boy was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl with jade cut plain face and elegant clothes. After a flash of amazement in his eyes, he turned back and followed the teacher.

"Brother Huang, is this Anguo temple?" Ning Lan glanced at the temple in front of her eyes and asked the second brother Huang beside her.

"Well, this is Anguo temple. Don't you think it says?" Ronglu smiled warmly.

"Qinghuan, what are you looking at?" Ronglu looked at Qinghuan who was checking the carriage and asked in a slow voice.

"I just don't understand why the carriage is out of control, the road is smooth, and why the horse's temperament has changed greatly." Qinghuan replied with confusion.

"Is there something wrong with that?" Jing Qinghuan said so. Ronglu found that there was something strange about it. It was clearly a slow carriage. How did it suddenly gallop up?

"No, the horse wasn't hurt." the suspicious eyebrow replied thoughtfully.

"Then, go to the temple to burn incense first?" Ning Lan asked with a smile to Qinghuan and the second brother who were checking the carriage.

"Go..."

Ning Lan pointed to the swab and asked, "brother Rong, what do you think that is?"

Rong Lu: "well, this..."

Qinghuan: "Oh, this is the popular spiritual sign among the people. Each sign has a poem, and each poem contains profound meaning. Some people come to the temple to burn incense during festivals."

"I see. Brother Rong, I also asked for a signature. But how can I get it?" Ning Lan asked Qinghuan shyly. It was rare for her princess who lived in the palace all day.

Qinghuan picked up the bamboo tube and shook it. He showed it to Ning Lan. Unexpectedly, he really lost a spiritual sign. He was stunned and smiled quietly. He picked up the spiritual sign and handed it to the monk. "Master, please."

The old monk looked at the handsome young man in front of him in surprise. He was surprised that he didn't speak. He didn't think that someone would win the lot again in a day.

The master interpreted the sign again and said slowly, "it's hollow and futile... Who knows there's no way to achieve it. Cultivate it. Realize it..."

"Brother Rong, it's amazing. I want it too. When I finished, I picked up the sign and shook it."