It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

As the days approached July 15th, Lin Zhihe finally realized that Liu Li was not exaggerating, but everyone in the harem was "on high alert."

The servants in the palace all carried sachets with them, which contained runes drawn by the Imperial Observatory, copper coins to ward off evil spirits, and a kind of fragrant herb that was said to be able to drive away evil spirits.

The self-consciously frail person wears a circle of sachets, like a walking vending machine.

There were also water lanterns floating on the water, which were released by the palace servants. It was said that they could guide the dead souls. Once they found the right path, they would not catch passers-by on the road.

Lin Zhihe never believed these things, but still let Liu Li decorate her bedroom.

She looked around the room. In every corner of the room, there was a dried purple herb, emitting bursts of fragrance.

"Is such a big fuss necessary?" Lin Zhihe looked around where there was no place to step, and all he saw was a faint purple.

"Yes, yes." Liu Li answered her perfunctorily while using her phoenix eyes to explore where the vanilla was not inserted.

It is like a human searchlight.

"But now I feel like a mouse that fell into lavender." Lin Zhihe pouted slightly, trying to protest.

"Are you so scared of this day?"

Liu Li began to lecture again with a cold face, "Etiquette cannot be abolished. This is the tradition of the Great Xia Dynasty."

He pulled Lin Zhihe and pressed her onto the bed. "I am a servant, so please bear with me for a few days."

Okay, since they have already said so, it would be impolite to say more.

Moreover, Liu Li had a naturally cold face, and his originally beautiful phoenix eyes were always filled with coldness. If he had a stern face, even she would feel a little scared.

French Temple.

Lin Zhihe, Liu Li and Xiao Taohong were hiding stealthily in the crowd.

The rankings were based on the rank of the concubines in the harem, and Lin Zhihe had the lowest rank in the harem, so she stood farther away.

The ritual was long and complicated, and Lin Zhihe kept yawning in the background.

Her eyes rolled around as she looked at the low hills in the distance and then at the white clouds in the sky.

"Master." Liu Li coughed and stared at her without blinking, which actually seemed to have a warning tone.

There was no other way. Lin Zhihe could only collect his thoughts and endure watching this ceremony which he couldn't understand at all.

Seeing that Lin Zhihe was finally safe, Liu Li felt relieved and continued to watch the ceremony.

The abbot of the French Temple was wearing a saffron robe, looking solemn and serious, and reciting scriptures.

The sound is long and distant.

Liu Li's uneasy heart calmed down immediately.

He was worried all the time, and as the day approached, his worry grew little by little, filling his chest, making it seem like he couldn't even breathe properly.

Lin Zhihe had exchanged his spiritual power with someone else, so he was originally considered "weak". How could he be careless on a day like this?

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who saves people from suffering, please bless Lin Zhihe in front of you to be safe and sound, and impose all sufferings and setbacks on him.

Please keep my master safe and let her return to her own world as soon as possible.

bless!

Liu Li looked devoutly at the master of the ritual, and for some reason, tears began to well up in her eyes.

After the morning ceremony, the emperor returned to the palace.

The concubines in the harem rarely went out, so they usually played until night before returning.

Since it was the first time for Lin Zhihe and Taohong to see the French Temple, Liu Li took them for a walk around the neighborhood.

Although it's just a bald hill.

"Master, please be careful with your step." Liu Li led the way while watching Lin Zhihe walk.

When you reach the top of the mountain, it is no longer as hot as at the foot of the mountain, and there is a cool breeze blowing over you.

"There is a pavilion in front, master, you can go and have a rest in the pavilion." Liu Li pointed to a pavilion for cooling off not far away.

Liu Li took Lin Zhihe and walked a few steps forward, and found a bearded Taoist priest sitting in the center of the pavilion.

The Taoist priest was very tall but very thin. He wore an indigo robe, tied his hair up with a wooden hairpin, and held a whisk in his hand.

He looks like a Taoist, but his eyes are staring at Lin Zhihe with ill intentions, and his eyes are rolling around. No one knows what he is up to.

Liu Li was very unhappy, and naturally had a bad look on her face, "Who are you?"

There was a chill in the words as they left his mouth.

A smile appeared on the Taoist's face, but it was superficial, showing that he was thinking about something more.

"Wandering people, come to this precious place to participate in the Zhongyuan Festival to exorcise demons and avoid evil spirits, and bring good luck and fortune." The Taoist priest twirled his beard with his right hand, as if it was a matter of course.

He was talking nonsense. Although Zhongyuan exorcism was a traditional custom of the Great Xia Dynasty, both the common people and the palace would hold ceremonies.

However, this French Temple was a holy place for royal rituals in the palace. It was under martial law a few days before the Ghost Festival and no strangers from outside the palace were allowed to enter. How could a Taoist priest like him get in?

Moreover, although the Taoist priest was replying to him, his eyes never left Lin Zhihe, which made him even more suspicious.

"You are a Taoist priest, and you come to participate in a Buddhist ceremony?" Lin Zhihe looked at the Taoist priest with some disbelief on his face.

Caught off guard. The Taoist priest didn't expect Lin Zhihe to ask such a question all of a sudden.

But he didn't even blink, and immediately started to explain: "Hey, let's communicate with each other and learn from each other!" He laughed twice as he said that.

"Oh, so you mean you think your Taoist Luotian Dajiao is not as good as the Buddhist one, and you don't even believe in it, so you come to the Faguo Temple for free!" Lin Zhihe's tone was very relaxed, as if he was really chatting.

I thought the Taoist priest would be angry, but he remained calm and composed, with a fake smile on his face. "Superior men do not fight, but inferior men fight. If a person can always be peaceful and calm, all heaven and earth will belong to him. If you think so, I agree with you."

"You know me." Lin Zhihe didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point.

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "I have never met him."

"You definitely know me. The way you look at me is different. Who are you?"

Liu Li saw some anxiety on Lin Zhihe's face, and even his voice changed.

"Sure enough, it's different." It was a brief sentence, leaving endless room for imagination, with a hint of smug smile on his face.

After hearing what the Taoist said, Lin Zhihe walked up to him and grabbed his collar, "Who are you? Did you help to set up that formation?"

"People who travel around the world don't have a name. They all call me Huaiqing Zhenren."

Just as Lin Zhihe was about to speak, the old Taoist suddenly counted with his fingers, as if he was facing a great enemy, "Not good, the sun is rising in the sky, and the wind is blowing from the south. There will be a bloody disaster."

As he said this, he raised his leg and was about to run.

Liu Li quickly held him down, looked at Lin Zhihe, and waited for her to speak.

"The Taoist priest's calculations are really accurate. If you don't speak properly," Lin Zhihe stretched out his right hand and waved it in front of Master Huaiqing, "this big slap will fall on your face, and then you will really be in a bloody disaster."

"Hey, hey, hey, there's no need to be like this. Why do we have to make the relationship between you and me so awkward?" Master Huai Qing immediately started to speak in human language and stopped being mysterious.

"You helped to set up the formation, right?"

This time Lin Zhihe no longer had any questions and gave a direct answer.

"It's me." Master Huaiqing looked even more proud.

"You..." Lin Zhihe was so angry at this smugness that he couldn't say a word.

"you…"

"What are you doing?" a deep and majestic voice came.

Liu Li and Lin Zhihe subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

But the old Taoist was like a loach. He broke free quickly after Liu Li turned around, and then walked down the pavilion in two or three steps at an extremely fast speed. "There has been a bloody disaster recently. We will meet again if we are lucky."

After saying that, he ran away again.

Liu Li didn't have time to take care of what was happening here, and got up to chase after Master Huai Qing.