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Shen Yu knelt and prayed in Xingshan Temple all night, and now she is drowsy.Jiang Li placed Shen Yu in the meditation room, and carefully pulled the quilt for him.

"I'm not sleepy yet." Shen Yu tried hard to open his eyes, and within a few seconds, the eyelids drooped again.

"Sleep, I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving." Jiang Li lay beside Shen Yu and looked at him, his eyes were full of love and reluctance. "What wish did you ask the Buddha again?" Jiang Li asked, biting his gloomy ear.

Shen Yu seemed to have fallen asleep, and he didn't answer Jiang Li's question for a long time, just when Jiang Li sat up and was about to get out of bed to leave, he heard Shen Yu whispering from behind: "May Jiang Li... live a long life. "Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat, as if two gears were suddenly snapped together tightly, and thousands of wheels in his heart started to spin.He looked up and saw Chuanxiong on the sandalwood cabinet.

"...You never said this." How long has Shen Yu struggled with this matter, Jiang Li doesn't know, but every time he mentions it, Shen Yu comforts him with a smile, telling him it's okay, telling him that nothing will happen, never There was a little sadness in his face.

Jiang Li quietly went out to the main hall, looked up at the statue of Amitabha Buddha in the center, the statues of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva on both sides.The sky suddenly dimmed, Jiang Li's nose turned sore, and through the tears, he vaguely saw Shen Yu making a wish to the gods, like an empty valley echoing the vows of a young boy over and over again.

There is a little monk on the left side of the main hall. There are incense and candles on the table in front of him, and some safety bags are placed on the mahogany shelf behind him.With a white but not feminine soft finger, he pointed to the safety bag behind the little novice monk. On the red flannel cloth, the words "Entry and Exit Safety" were written with gold powder. Wandering makes Jiang Li really scared. "Can you give me a safety bag?" Jiang Li's voice was a little hoarse, like the first words spoken by a person who just woke up with a nasal voice.

"Amitabha, benefactor, would you like to donate some incense money to the temple?" The little novice leaned on the edge of the table with both hands, spread his crossed legs, and slowly stood on the chair until he was at the same height as Jiang Li.

Jiang Li realized that he had to donate money to get this safety bag, so he took out all the copper coins from his sleeve and held them in his palm, and put them into the merit box in front of the Buddha one by one.Jiang Li looked up at the Buddha, and suddenly felt that a certain part of his heart was vibrating and clamoring like a sea tide rising up, waves hitting rocks.

"Benefactor, you can come here and get it." The little novice looked at Jiang Li in a daze, and kindly reminded him.

Jiang Li took the safety bag handed over by the little monk and returned to the gloomy meditation room.The gloomy sleeping posture is very regular, with his hands flat on his stomach, lying flat on the bed with his legs together.Jiang Li stepped forward carefully, not making any noise, so as not to wake up Shen Yu.

The safety bag was placed by Shen Yu's bedside, and he could see it when he woke up, and Jiang Li left with satisfaction.

When going down the mountain, Jiang Li suddenly wanted to visit the Jiang family's ancestral grave, but it was not far away, so he took a shortcut. "I said, why did I suddenly want to come here?" Jiang Li looked at the newly built tomb and said disgustedly.

Miss Su stood in front of Jiang Fu's tombstone, and when she heard the voice, she turned to look at him, "This is the first time you have come here since your father was buried."

"Are you sure I didn't want to come because of this?" Jiang Li angrily pointed at the newly engraved words on the tombstone.

"She is the eldest lady, and she should be buried with your father." Miss Su's voice was cold and without warmth.

"Fortunately, the Shangguan's family can still find this place. I repaired this joint tomb..." Jiang Li stopped in the middle of speaking, looked at Miss Su's profile, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes told him that his mother dedicated her whole life to In the end, this man was not even qualified to be buried together.

"I'm the concubine, I should." Miss Su lowered her head to avoid her son's scorching gaze.

Jiang Li stood there for a long while, not knowing what to say.

"Go and kowtow to your father." Miss Su didn't look at him, her eyes were still fixed on the newly engraved words "Shangguanqing" next to Jiang Fu on the tombstone.At that time, the two characters Jiang Fu were carved by Miss Su herself.

The dead are the most important, no matter how angry Jiang Li is, there is no reason to shirk.Jiang Li knelt in front of the tombstones of Jiang Fu and Shangguan Qing, with his forehead resting on the dry ground, and said in his heart, "Father, the lady killed me last month, and my son escaped by chance. When you were born, you were afraid of her family's death." You don't know right from wrong, and your son dare not complain to you when he suffers. Now that you are in the underworld, my son hopes that you can be tougher as a ghost."

Miss Su stood aside and watched Jiang Li knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, she was a little puzzled.

Jiang Li continued to say in his heart: "Ma'am, although I wasn't the one who killed you, I will definitely find that person and avenge you by the way. As for your killing me, since you have already paid a huge price , I will not pursue it anymore, and I hope you can let go of your jealousy and reincarnation."

After coming out of the ancestral grave, Miss Su went to the market to buy vegetables, thinking about the grievances of the man going there, she let Jiang Li go back on her own.Jiang Li went to the woodware shop and brought back the wooden statue that had been ordered before.

"What did you buy?" As soon as he entered the door, Gu Qing pointed to the wooden statue in Jiang Li's hand and asked, Jiang Li solemnly placed the wooden statue on the table, and solemnly removed the red cloth from the wooden statue, Said proudly: "I asked a craftsman to make it. White sandalwood is expensive."

The moment the red cloth was torn off, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.It was Ah Wu who spoke first, pointing to the image on the wooden statue and asking, "Isn't this me?"

"It's you." Jiang Li said excitedly: "It seems that their master's craftsmanship is really good." Jiang Li took the wooden statue and compared it with the real person again.

Gu Qing supported his forehead, and asked helplessly: "You don't really want to worship the little crow as a Buddha, do you?" Since Gu Qing knew their true identities, he no longer called Ah Wu a prophet, but the little crow, The little crow called.

"Why not?" Jiang Li hugged the wooden statue, "I'm still poor now, when I become rich, I will make a golden statue according to Ah Wu's real size, and offer incense to him every day."

Gu Qing said to Ah Wu, "Don't grow taller, how much will it cost?" Everyone laughed, and Qiyue took advantage of the situation and said, "I will eat Ah Wu's food tomorrow."

Jiang Li: "By the way, today a young monk actually asked me to donate incense money to the temple."

"Didn't you not believe in Buddha early on?" Qiyue asked.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for the safety bag..." Jiang Li gritted his teeth and said angrily, while putting the wooden statue on the counter.Ah Wu leaned in front of the counter and looked at the wooden statue exactly like herself, took out a small handkerchief and wiped the ashes from the wooden statue's face.

Jiang Li waved his hand: "Ah Wu, give me a report on tomorrow's weather, let me think about whether I should change my bedding today."

Ah Wu: "It's raining, don't change."

Jiang Li nodded, poured himself a cup of tea, but suddenly choked after taking a sip and coughed for a long time.

"What's the matter?" March stood behind him and punched him on the back.

"Excited, I have found a new belief in my life." Gu Qing moved the tables and chairs around, ready to open for business.

"...Don't smash it," Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, "It won't rain tomorrow, and Shen Yu has to go to Linnan." Jiang Li said to Ah Wu.

"You've got too much control, you can't even rain when you go out of your house." San Yue punched Jiang Li on the back.

Ah Wu was still cherishing his wooden statue, breathing hard while rubbing it seriously.As a crow spirit, it has never been worshiped as a god or Buddha.Jiang Li is currently the only follower of Crow Buddha, Ah Wu decided to win his heart. "...Then it will only be for a while, and the prince will stop when he starts."

Gu Qing almost smashed the chair in his hand on his feet, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Buddha, are you so casual?"

Jiang Li nodded in satisfaction, ready to go back to the room and change the bedding.Ah Wu was touching the base of the wooden statue, and suddenly raised her head and said, "Jiang Li, don't you send someone to protect him? He might be in danger."

boom!

Gu Qing gritted his teeth to keep himself from moaning a bit, lifted the chair on his feet and put it beside him, sat down, crossed his legs, and clutched his big toe.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, then immediately came down the stairs and returned to Ah Wu's side, his expression was very nervous, but his voice was calm: "What's going on?"

Ah Wu shook her head, "I don't know the specifics."

"Is this what you perceive?" For Ah Wu, perception and prophecy are two abilities.The former is destined to happen, but Ah Wu knew it in advance, and Ah Wu's ability to use this ability is very limited.The latter is to change the original track of fate based on Ah Wu's ability to compare.

Ah Wu nodded, "You just mentioned that the prince is going out, so I sensed it in this direction."

"What did you see?" Jiang Li frowned.

"Blood."

"What else can you see?"

"It's gone... I can't see clearly."

Jiang Li patted Ah Wu on the shoulder, "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

April: "How do you do it?"

Jiang Li sat on the chair, propped his elbows on his knees, and buried his head. "Let me think about who can protect him."

Qiyue asked: "Does the lord know martial arts?"

"Yes, yes, but that guy has been a monk for many years, and he eats vegetarian meals at the table, and he doesn't kill."

Gu Qing suddenly remembered that when he lived in the palace for a few days, chickens and ducks were clearly placed on the table, but when he recalled carefully, Shen Yu didn't seem to eat with them, he thought it was just an airs put on by the prince.

Jiang Li: "He has bodyguards, but he doesn't know if they are enough to deal with them." Jiang Li thought of the sorcerer who transformed into a black cat, who has escaped now, if he was hired by a ruthless person as a warlock, the consequences would be disastrous.Jiang Li looked up at Gu Qing: "Do me a favor."

"Are you sure it works? I've been here facing this well for an hour." Gu Qing stood and bent down to look at the well, his delicate and beautiful face was reflected in the well water. "Bring me a chair, my waist is precious."

Sanyue slapped Gu Qing's waist: "Come on, you've become a bookkeeper, what waist do you use?"

"Go, go, my waist is really going to break." Gu Qing supported his waist with one hand, while urging Sanyue, "He is a sea dragon king, I have never seen any beauty, are you sure I can attract him?"

Jiang Li smiled mysteriously at Gu Qing, and said firmly, "I'm sure."

When Gu Qing was wondering, San Yue moved the chair, and Gu Qing collapsed on the chair.At this moment, a blue dragon's tail emerged from the well, the dragon's scales glowed with golden light, and its body was coiled into a ball.Qinglong held his head high and stared at the surroundings, his eyes gleamed like molten copper, staring closely at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing stood up instantly, looked at the well water and murmured: "...what to do."