A car accident, our family of three crossed

Song Ning felt a little guilty after being seen through. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said with a smile, "No need. Since you are here to ask for divination, you should be sincere. Let's go up!"

At worst, if she got tired, she could stop and rest halfway and then continue on her way. She saw that there were pavilions on both sides of the stairs where she could rest.

Song Ning lowered her head and said to Yang Yang, "Yang Yang, if you can't hold on later, let Aunt Shuang carry you on her back, okay?"

"Mom, don't look down on me. I can walk up." Yangyang patted his chest. He felt a little unconvinced that his mother looked down on him.

Song Ning looked at his confident expression, why didn't she believe it?

However, it turned out that she really underestimated this little guy.

When they had walked up all the stairs, except for Qingshuang and others who knew martial arts, no one was hurt, and Yangyang was just breathing slightly.

Song Ning and Zhou Ru, the master and servant, supported each other and were panting from exhaustion. If there was one more step in front of them, they would not be able to walk up.

"If I had known... I wouldn't have been so arrogant and should have taken the sedan chair up."

Song Ning looked back and saw that many pilgrims had come up in sedan chairs. They thought they should be pious in such a sacred place, but now it seemed that they were just asking for trouble.

Yangyang looked at their embarrassed appearance and laughed at them mercilessly, "Mother, aunt, you are too lame! You are not even as good as a little kid like me, hahahaha!"

The three people who were being laughed at were speechless. Although they didn't want to admit that they were no match for a child, this was a fact and they could not refute it.

The people watching the fun on the sidelines were all trying to hold back their laughter. It was still this little guy who dared to speak!

Song Ning and the other two found a place to rest, where they rubbed their legs and relaxed, and they no longer had the heart to argue with them.

The masters paused their steps, and the others could only wait.

Zhou Yin casually approached Qing Shuang and said as if chatting with her, "I heard that you recently accepted a little apprentice?"

Qingshuang didn't even turn her head, just nodded lightly and didn't say another word.

"Why do you suddenly want to take in a disciple?"

"I like it." Qingshuang remained concise.

Zhou Yin's smile froze, feeling somewhat helpless. This person was always like this, speaking only one or two words at a time, and it was impossible to chat at all.

"You accept me as your disciple if you like me? Don't you like Yangyang and the others?"

After all, she was the one who led Yangyang and the others before, and she had never taken anyone as her apprentice. Unexpectedly, she was interested in taking a half-grown girl she just bought from the pawnshop as her apprentice.

After he asked this, Qingshuang finally gave him a look, but that look made her look like she wanted to stab him.

"You're annoying."

Zhou Yin was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was disliked and began to stutter unusually.

"You and I……"

He was so angry that he kept talking about you and me for a long time. In the end, he said nothing, waved his hand, turned around and left.

It's his fault for being such a scumbag. He knew the woman was like this, but he still tried to get close to her for no reason, and was always rejected.

Zhou Yin secretly swore in his heart that if he was so shameless as to approach her and chat with her again in the future, he would be a dog.

Song Ning and the others rested for about a quarter of an hour and then continued walking. They had walked through the most difficult section of the road, and the rest of the way was flat bluestone roads and some small steps, which was not difficult for them who did not have good physical strength.

Xiangguo Temple is built on the hillside. At first glance, you can see the magnificent hall, which inexplicably gives people a feeling of sacredness and inviolability.

Zhou Ru pointed to the hall in front and said to Song Ning: "Sister Song, look, that's the hall for drawing divinations."

After that, she pointed to some of the surrounding halls and said, "Over there is the Hall of Eternal Life. Inside it are the ever-bright lamps lit by the temple's pilgrims to commemorate the deceased."

"And over there, that Bodhi tree is a wishing tree. Under the tree is a wishing pond. In the pond there is a giant golden turtle. I heard that the turtle has a lifespan of a thousand years."

Song Ning looked in the direction of her finger. The Bodhi tree was hung with red ribbons, various sachets and signs. It looked very beautiful from a distance. Even the stone pillars beside the wishing pool below were not spared.

Zhou Ru continued to point out every scene to her, "Beyond the Wishing Pond, there is a lotus pond, but at this time of year, there are no lotus flowers. If you want to enjoy the lotus, you can only come here in summer."

"That's the Sutra Chanting Hall. Go past the Sutra Chanting Hall and behind it are some courtyards and rooms for pilgrims to rest. Beyond that area is the back mountain, where the Xiangguo Temple's plum garden is located."

"Sister Song, let's go to the main hall to draw lots, then make a wish at the wishing pool, and then go to the back mountain to appreciate the plum blossoms."

Zhou Ru arranged the routes clearly, with clear goals, so as to avoid taking detours.

Song Ning had no objection, so she listened to Zhou Ru and let her take her to one place after another.

When drawing lots, Yangyang also shouted and asked for it. Song Ning had no choice but to take him in with him.

Yangyang was a small boy. He watched his mother and aunt do it and then he followed their example, kneeling on the mat.

Put your hands together, close your eyes, recite something in your heart, and then shake the lot.

The lots of the three people fell to the ground at the same time. Yangyang couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly picked up the lot he had shaken and checked it.

Sign on.

He could only recognize the characters but didn't understand what they meant. He held it up in front of Song Ning and said, "Mother, look, what does the best sign mean?"

Song Ning hadn't even taken a close look at her own lot yet, but she was already happy for the good lot the little one had drawn.

"Yangyang is awesome, the best lottery is a very good one."

On the other side, Zhou Ru also drew a very good lot and happily came over to see Song Ning's lot.

Song Ning reluctantly showed his lot, but it was just a medium hexagram. He felt disappointed but also somewhat relieved. As long as it was not a bad lot, it was considered a good lot.

Next, they took the sticks to add incense money and asked a fortune teller to interpret their divination.

The master took Yang Yang's fortune stick and looked at it. He stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "This is a very good fortune stick. All that the little donor has asked for will be fulfilled."

When it was Zhou Ru's turn, the master explained that everything was safe and sound, and there was peace and tranquility.

The meaning of this fortune is basically the same as Yangyang's, both are for the safety of the family.

When it came to Song Ning, she made this fortune today mainly for Yangyang. They didn't care what the adults did. Their greatest wish as parents was to hope that their children would have a worry-free and smooth life.

When the master was interpreting the divination, he looked at it for a little longer, which made her feel nervous, but she didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing the other person.

After a while, the master said quietly, "Madam, what you are seeking is full of ups and downs, and there are constant disasters. Fortunately, there is a noble person in your life, and everything can be turned into good fortune."