Mother Zhou went in response, and Mrs. Li took Ren Yaoqi to offer incense.
Kneeling in front of the Buddha statue more than ten feet high in the Mahavira Hall, Mrs. Li held her hands together and prayed devoutly with her eyes closed.
Li's prayer is nothing more than that the whole family is healthy, the two children are safe, and their life is smooth. Finally, he hopes that the Buddha can help Ren Yaoqi get rid of the evil and save her from nightmares.
Ren Yaoqi knelt down beside him, and when she saw Li get up to offer incense, she followed behind Li and followed her example.
After the mother and daughter had both finished burning the incense, Mother Zhou came back.
"Madam, Master Jingchen is discussing the Dharma with a distinguished guest, we are afraid we will have to wait for a while." Mother Zhou came over and whispered, "Zhike has already arranged a courtyard for us to rest, you see Do you want to take a break now?"
Bailong Temple receives a lot of guests every day, and it is normal that there will be one or two distinguished guests. The monks are both born and entered the world, and they are not exempt from the common world.
After sitting in the carriage for more than an hour, Mrs. Li was also a little tired, so she nodded and said to Ren Yaoqi: "Master Abbot is temporarily unavailable, let's go and rest for a while."
Ren Yaoqi naturally had no opinion.
This time, the yard where Bailong Temple was going to give Li's rest happened to be the one when Ren Yaoqi and others came last time.
However, Li Shi and Ren Yaoqi sat down to drink two sips of tea, and Master Jingchen sent a young monk to say that he was free.
Mother Zhou asked the monk, "Didn't you just say that the abbot is receiving distinguished guests?"
The little monk recited the Buddha's name and replied, "That son is here to play chess with our abbot. I heard that the donor has something to ask for, and that son has already left."
Mammy Zhou looked at Mrs. Li, Mrs. Li nodded, and Mammy Zhou said with a smile, "Then trouble the little master to go back to Master Jingchen, and our wife will go there."
The little monk returned a Buddhist salute and withdrew.
Li took Ren Yaoqi to the place where the abbot was entertaining guests.
Abbot Jingchen was an old monk in his sixties, a little thin, but kind-hearted.
When Ren Yaoqi followed Li into the meditation room, he found a chessboard on the kang table by the window, and the black and white figures on the chessboard were inextricably fighting.
The white chess pieces are high-quality clam stone "snow prints". The whole body is white, round as jade, and the patterns are exquisite. It is not ordinary at first glance. The quality of chess pieces has always been distinguished by white characters, so this pair of chess pieces is very rare.
"The little benefactor is also good at playing chess?" The old monk was not too young, but his eyes were extremely keen. Seeing Ren Yaoqi's gaze resting on the kang table under the south window, he asked in a kind tone.
Ren Yaoqi turned around, met the gentle and tolerant gaze of the old monk, and replied with a smile: "It's just knowledgeable, it's not good at all."
The old monk smiled and asked Li Shi and Ren Yaoqi to sit down.
Li told the old monk about Ren Yaoqi's nightmare, and asked him if he had any way to deal with it.
Master Jingchen looked at Ren Yaoqi a few times, and asked gently, "Old Na, give me a pulse for the little benefactor."
Li Shi was stunned: "Master means that she will have nightmares when she is sick?"
The monk Jingchen shook his head and said calmly: "Dreams come from the heart, I just want to make sure."
Ren Yaoqi obediently stretched out his hand to let him take the pulse.
Jingchen closed his eyes and took his pulse for a while, and then asked, "How long has the little benefactor been having this nightmare? Recently, have you experienced frequent cold sweats, loss of appetite, and difficulty falling asleep?"
"No." Ren Yaoqi said truthfully.
Jingchen took a serious look at Ren Yaoqi's face again, and nodded: "That's not physical discomfort. I'll give you a shocking recipe later, you can eat it or not." Said the old monk gently With a sigh, "Life is only a few decades old, if you worry about everything, you will worry about everything."
"That's all right?" Li didn't notice the old monk's sigh, and asked worriedly, "Do I need to do a ritual to get rid of the foul qi?"
Master Jingchen shook his head and said with a smile: "If you are worried, just recite the Diamond Sutra once a day before going to bed."
Because of the good reputation of Master Jingchen, Mrs. Li was relieved.
Then the old monk talked about Buddhist scriptures with Li, knowing that Ren Yaoqi was not interested in these, Li asked Ren Yaoqi to rest first.
Ren Yaoqi was looking for an opportunity to do his own business, so he came out very happily.
Not far from the Daxiong Hall on the central axis of the White Dragon Temple, Ren Yaoqi suddenly noticed Yuan Dayong's figure disappearing in a flash.
Ren Yaoqi thought about it, and then walked out.
"Miss, won't you go back to rest? Where are you going?" the old woman behind her asked carefully.
Ren Yaoqi walked slowly and said casually, "I'll go to the Fuzhong outside the single-hole bridge. I heard that if I can hit it, I will have good luck."
After hearing this, the women thought that Ren Yaoqi was having fun, and wanted to ring the bell, so they didn't say anything.
It is not far from the Daxiong Palace to the Dankong Bridge. When Ren Yaoqi was about to approach, he found that there were many people around the bridge, and there were many people applauding and cheering, which was very lively.
Still at a distance of five or six feet, Ren Yaoqi heard the sound of "clang", "clang", "clang" hitting the bell, one after another with full force.
"Huh? Who is so powerful?" Mulberry whispered, "I've never hit that bell before."
An old woman said in disapproval: "This is the temple's blessing bell, not a street juggling! Whose children are so naughty?"
Ren Yaoqi stopped and listened for a while, then shook his head.
This person is not only accurate in one eye, but also has a good grasp of strength. He doesn't look like a naughty child from some family, and he is afraid of being a martial artist.
"Miss, are we still there?" The old lady asked for instructions.
Ren Yaoqi shook her head: "Forget it, let's go next time." She didn't want to cause any trouble, nor was she so curious.
I was going to go around by another road, but I saw a young monk leading an old monk to this side.
The young monk walked and talked to the old monk. The old monk was about fifty years old, and his demeanor was very leisurely and calm.
As he got closer, Ren Yaoqi heard the little monk say: "... The county master has been knocking for half an hour, and the pilgrims are crowding around to watch the fun, and even the donors who come in outside are blocked and can't get in there. Go and see if you can persuade me? If it doesn't work, I have to ask Second Young Master Xiao to come forward..."
"Don't worry, don't worry, the county master is not that unreasonable person, you talk to her well, she will listen." The old monk said without changing his face.
Ren Yaoqi was moved in his heart.
county lord? Only the daughter of the King of Yanbei can be called the princess of Yanbei. Moreover, the monk also mentioned the second son of the Xiao family. Could it be that the person who was ringing the bell was Xiao Jinglin, the county master of the Yanbei Palace
She had heard that this county owner did not like red makeup and military uniforms. Most of the year, he was not in the Yanbei Wangfu, but followed the Yanbei Wang's generals to guard Jiajing Pass.
Ren Yaoqi had never seen this county master in his last life, but he had heard that the imperial court wanted to marry her to the youngest son of Duke Zheng, but she rejected her outright.
Xiao Jinglin's refusal was enough to make all the men in Da Zhou feel ashamed. She said that the northern border was undecided, so why should she be home.
She also said that her husband had to fight her before getting married, and he didn't have to win her, as long as that person could get up and get out of bed within a month after the first battle, he would be considered qualified, and a man who collapsed when the wind blew. In her eyes, it is no different from trash. Then someone said that Xiao Jinglin had singled out the top ten black equestrians of King Yanbei.
As a result, Zheng Guogong's wife ran to the queen mother crying and begging the queen mother for mercy, and spared her young son's life. If there are children of the right age in other noble families, they will quickly get married, and those who are married are afraid that the county owner of the Royal Family of Yanbei will be on the table.
In the end the marriage was over. At that time, Ren Yaoqi thought it was funny.
Xiao Jinglin shouldn't be much older than her at this moment, right? Looking at the martial arts, it seems that it is already good.
Speaking of the several masters of this generation of the Yanbei Palace, the prince who is in Beijing only loves Wen Mo. Although the second son is a little ignorant, he is not in good health. Only this county master has the prestige of the ancestors of the Xiao family.
Thinking of this, Ren Yaoqi changed his mind and walked towards the single-hole bridge.
When the maids and wives heard that they were the county lord, they were also a little curious, and followed up without saying a word.
After the two monks passed by, the young monk asked everyone who was watching to leave.
Only then did Ren Yaoqi see clearly a tall girl standing beside the railing.
The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl's appearance was not the indistinguishable appearance of a woman disguised as a man as Ren Yaoqi had guessed. She wore a very ordinary lake green dress, with a double bun on her head, and her facial features were very delicate.
It's just that Ren Yaoqi noticed that her standing posture is straighter than that of ordinary women.
The old monk recited a Buddha's name and went up to say a few words to her. Xiao Jinglin listened quietly, then said nothing, just nodded and came down.
It happened that she was going to Ren Yaoqi's side, and when she got closer to Ren Yaoqi, she realized that Xiao Jinglin's eyebrows were a pair of sword eyebrows with good eyebrows, which were darker than ordinary women's eyebrows. Just because her facial features are very soft, her eyebrows did not make her look rude, but gave her a special temperament that ordinary women did not have.
Aware of Ren Yaoqi's sight, Xiao Jinglin looked over here, her gaze stayed on Ren Yaoqi for a moment, and then walked over.
"Which family do you belong to?" Xiao Jinglin asked with a blank expression, her tone was definitely not friendly, but she couldn't tell any malice.
"Baihe Town Renjia, Ren Yaoqi." Ren Yaoqi replied with a smile.
Xiao Jinglin tilted her head to think for a while, then nodded.
Then, under everyone's surprised eyes, she took Ren Yaoqi's hand: "Come with me, I'll treat you to tea."
After saying that, he pulled Ren Yaoqi and left.
The maids and wives behind Ren Yaoqi were stunned for a while, then quickly followed.
Because they estimated Xiao Jinglin's identity and saw that Ren Yaoqi was not struggling, they didn't dare to say anything.
Xiao Jinglin's stride was not too big, but Ren Yaoqi had difficulty keeping up with her pace.