Lou Qingwu took Lanbai Bell to Puzhao Temple early the next morning. When she saw Mu Yunqing, he was cleaning the front yard of Puzhao Temple with a broom. A kind of desolation that sees through the world, the sun shines on his handsome face, adding a bit of warmth.
Lou Qingwu looked down at the urn in her arms, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for her to do so.
But if it was her, she should hope to leave some thoughts behind. What's more, the one in her arms is Su Sheng's only existence left in this world.
"Mu Yunqing." Lou Qingwu called out, her voice neither soft nor heavy.
She saw that Mu Yunqing paused holding the broom and returned to normal. She cleaned the fallen leaves in front of her, then raised her head, put down the broom, and walked to Lou Qingwu with clasped hands. On the ground half an inch in front of Wu: "The benefactor, there is no such person here. The poor monk's name is Wangchen. I don't know what the benefactor has to say? Amitabha."
"I have an old friend who passed away recently, so I hope to light an everlasting lamp for her, and hope that her next life will be easier."
"The benefactor is interested, please come with the poor monk." Mu Yunqing lowered his eyes from the beginning to the end, turned around, and the monk's clothes were a little empty on him, Lou Qingwu's hand holding the urn suddenly tightened, But it stopped him, "Master Wangchen."
"Huh?" Mu Yunqing looked back at her after some distance.
"I hope," Lou Qingwu's voice was hoarse, "you are the one who lights up this old friend."
Mu Yunqing's body stiffened suddenly.
Lou Qingwu approached slowly, sighed, and handed the urn in front of him, "She regretted it, she missed you..." Lou Qingwu didn't explain anything, but she believed that Mu Yunqing should understand, He didn't see Su Sheng's burial back then, but now, seeing the urn, everything should be very clear.
Mu Yunqing stared blankly at the urn in front of him. It took a long time before he came back to his senses. After all, the raised hand lost his composure and took it tremblingly. Lou Qingwu saw his exposed wrist, which was thin and thin , the two strings of rosary beads on it leaned tightly together, as if they had never left.
When Lou Qingwu left Puzhao Temple, she didn't recover from Mu Yunqing's last desolate eyes for a long time. She propped her forehead and silently looked at the scenery passing by outside the carriage, but she couldn't see the bottom of her eyes at all.
"Master, what are you thinking?" Lan Bai saw that Lou Qingwu was in a low mood, and couldn't help asking. Lou Qingwu shook her head, indicating that she was fine, and then looked at the silent bell, "What are your future plans?"
"Miss Lou!" Ling Dang froze for a moment, and suddenly knelt down in front of Lou Qingwu with a plop.
"What are you doing?"
"I beg the girl to accept the bell. The bell has no place to go now. The bell is willing to be a cow and a horse for the lady to repay the girl's great kindness!" After the bell finished speaking, he began to kowtow, Lan Bai immediately helped him up, "Master also I didn't say I wouldn't take you in, just look at you, if you get hurt again, it won't be worth it."
"Is the girl willing to keep the bell?" Bell didn't want to get up, but looked at Lou Qingwu beggingly. It wasn't until I saw Lou Qingwu nodded that I breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately kowtowed respectfully: "Ling Dang has seen the master!" Bai said, she will help you." "Thank you, master!" Ling Dang had a backbone in her heart, and finally came out of the grief of Su Sheng's death, and asked Lan Bai from time to time about Lou Qingwu's living habits along the way, trying to take care of her as much as possible. Lou Qingwu. Ling Dang was young, and Lan Bai saw that she was so cute, and liked her very much. After getting Lou Qingwu's approval, she began to spare no effort to confess to Ling Dang, treating her as one of her own.
After the carriage entered the city, Qianmian, dressed as a coachman, poked his head out from the outside, "Master, Master Leng asked you to go to Changle Fang for a gathering, should you go now, or go back to Lou Mansion first."
"Let's go now, Lan Bai and Ling Dang go back to Lou Mansion first, Qian Mian, you and I go to Changle Square together."
That fellow Leng Yichen was looking for her because of his fiancée who ran away, and she happened to be looking for him for something, so it would be troublesome to go back, so he just put on a veil on his face, and went directly to Changlefang with Qianmian. It's just that when they arrived at Changle Square, they found that the whole Changle Square was not the old days of singing and dancing, but flying like chickens and dogs. A young man in purple pointed his back at her and scolded a man. When Lou Qingwu saw the man's face clearly, she raised her eyebrows, Leng Yichen? What's happening here? When will he be willing to suffer such a loss, and even let people point his nose at him and scold him without saying a word.
"Sexy! Shameless! Obscene!"
The man said word by word, Leng Yichen's face became darker and darker.
In the end, when I saw Lou Qingwu from the corner of my eye, I finally couldn't help but burst out, "Are you enough? I said it was a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstood? It's no wonder that I believe you! What about your boss, that's how you let such a pervert come in and out of Changle Fang casually? Find out your boss!" At the end, the young man seemed to be excited, and he was originally depressed. Lou Qingwu's eyes became more humorous, she walked up to Leng Yichen and looked at the scolding person, she was indeed a woman disguised as a man. However, this woman seemed familiar. Lou Qingwu frowned more and more tightly, suddenly the woman pulled out a soft whip from her waist, and started to swing it towards Leng Yichen.
Seeing the soft whip with barbs, Lou Qingwu finally recognized the woman.
It was the woman named Zili who stopped the senior brother's carriage last time, and the surprise in her eyes grew even stronger.
Leng Yichen completely ignored the woman with a sullen face, but it happened that he was the one who saw something he shouldn't have seen, so he could only tighten his lips, but when the whip was thrown, Leng Yichen's expression finally sank, "You are enough!" Ah, do you really think that you are not beautiful? I was sleeping in that room, and you insisted on breaking in to change clothes. I thought you dirty my eyes, but you blamed me instead? With your looks, Bai Don’t even give it to me! Now I have to wonder if you are here to seduce me!” Leng Yichen was really angry, he grabbed the whip in Zili’s hand with his bare hands, and slammed it hard, almost making Zili Li staggered and fell to the ground accidentally.
Zi Li fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, her eyes glowed with fire when she raised her eyes, but she crawled on the ground for a long time without getting up.
Sitting there, she was still cursing: "You bastard, how dare you beat me up, wait for me to find someone to bring this Changlefang... Well..." Later, the woman's voice became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible.
Lou Qingwu sensed something was wrong and looked at the woman's blushing face.
Holding down Leng Yichen, "She was drugged."