With the concerted efforts of all the monks, most of the pilgrims in the temple have left. Although there are still a few pilgrims, most of them are hiding in the corners of the hall, not attracting attention.n∈n∈,

But there was only a young man in the Main Hall who was not a pilgrimage but a tourist. He ignored the monks' urging and carefully watched the shapes of the Eighteen Arhats with his hands behind his back.

This tall and tall young man is naturally Zhang Xuan. Lu Qing gave him a note through A Yuan and told him that he would come to Chanlin Temple to burn incense and fulfill his wish this morning. In fact, he was just to pluck up the courage to invite him to the temple to see him. Lu Qing could put down the reserve of the girl and invite him to come. How could Zhang Xuan pretend not to be so arrogant?

Today is also the first day of the opening of the Heroes Association, but today and tomorrow are some low-level generals whose weight of weapons does not meet the standards for elimination competitions. They have nothing to do with Zhang Xuan and others, and they cannot attract any attention. It will not be until the day after the second stage of the competition begins, the influence of the Heroes Association will quickly expand.

"Young Master, you have been here for almost half an hour. Please leave!" The old monk Zhike persuaded Zhang Xuan to leave with a bitter face.

Zhang Xuan wore a blue linen shirt today, a leather belt around his waist, and a veil hat on his head, which was also the most common outfit for the civilians of the Sui Dynasty.

However, Zhang Xuan's tall figure still makes him look very different from ordinary people. His extraordinary temperament and his powerful aura made the monk dare not speak harshly to him, and could only ask for each other.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the old monk and smiled, "I like the arhats here very much, and I also like this Buddhist temple. Maybe one day I will worship here, and I will become your distinguished guest. Do you still want to rush me like this?"

The old monk Zhike smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but because there will be female officials coming to burn incense soon, it is really inconvenient for the young master to come here. Otherwise, you should invite the young master to go to the Zen room to rest and wait for the female guest to leave. You can visit as long as you want!"

The other party had already begged to this level. Zhang Xuan was also a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Okay! I'll go somewhere else and I'll avoid the Zen room. I'll walk around the temple. It won't affect the female distinguished guests' burning incense."

The old monk Zhike lamented in his heart. It seemed that this was the biggest concession made by this person. He was helpless and had to put his hands together and said, "Please do whatever you want!"

Zhang Xuan laughed and turned around and left the Main Hall. He walked towards the east of the bell tower. The old monk Zhike breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Envoy's daughter should not go to the bell tower.

At this time, a young monk hurried over and said breathlessly: "The carriage of the Lu family has arrived. The abbot asked the master to go and greet him!"

The old monk Zhike was startled and hurriedly ran towards the gate.

Outside the gate, more than a dozen horse-riding servants guarding a carriage slowly stopped in front of the temple. In the carriage, Lu Qing looked at the temple gate through the curtains of the carriage. She was both happy and nervous.

The joy was because her mother was not feeling well and did not follow her, which made her most worried about not happen again. Rather than being nervous, she was a little shy. She was about to see Zhang Lang, what should she say? Will he look down on herself because she took the initiative to invite him?

The little maid A Yuan next to him smiled with her lips pursed. Today, the girl got up before dawn and took an hour to put on makeup. Her hair was combed into a single ring of fairy bun. She inserted her jasper hairpin in a slanted place, her thin eyebrows were like new willows, her face was slightly red, and her lips were painted with pomegranate red. Her long neck was as white as fat.

She wore a five-drench Luochun shirt on the upper body, a single silk red silk on her shoulder, a jasper bracelet on her white wrist, and a yellow Luo silver mud skirt on her lower body. She was dressed in beauty and beautiful, and her beautiful face was simply breathtaking. I'm afraid even the concubines in the palace could not compare with her.

A Yuan knew that the girl had been waiting for this day for a long time, so when this day came, she would meet her beloved with the most beautiful appearance.

"Girl, it's here!" A Yuan reminded in a low voice.

Lu Qing nodded slightly and asked in a low voice with a little nervousness: "A Yuan, do you think he will come?"

"Don't worry, girl! He will definitely come."

Having said that, A Yuan was a little nervous, and she secretly prayed in her heart, "Young Master, you must come! Otherwise, I would really let Miss Lu down."

The car door opened. A Yuan, who was sitting next to the car door, first got off the carriage and carefully helped the girl down. Today, Lu Qing only brought A Yuan, a maid, and none of the other maids and mothers. She was not worried about her followers and could let them wait outside the temple.

At this time, Master Hongzhi, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly came up to greet him, clasped his hands and bowed, "Amitabha, welcome Miss Lu to the small temple to burn incense."

Lu Qing nodded and apologized: "Originally, my mother was going to come with her, but today my mother was not feeling well, so I could only come alone, which caused trouble for the Grandmaster."

"Where! Where! No trouble at all, Miss Lu please come in."

Lu Qing immediately ordered his followers to wait outside the temple. A Yuan supported him and walked into the temple with the abbot...

Inside the temple gate, Cui Wenxiang sorted out his robe. He was very nervous and was desperately thinking about the excuse he used when he saw his cousin, saying that he was afraid that she would be unsafe, but she brought more than a dozen servants, and safety issues seemed not an excuse.

It is said that the Cui family worship is also in Chanlin Temple, but it is not right. Everyone knows that the Cui family worship is in Baima Temple. Even if you want to burn incense and restore it yourself, you should go to Baima Temple.

In desperation, Cui Wenxiang suddenly thought of an excellent excuse. He came to pass the message for his aunt. Anyway, his aunt would definitely be willing to fulfill this lie for him. Cui Wenxiang found the excuse, found the bottom of her heart, and quickly walked towards the gate with great energy.

At this time, the abbot Master Hongzhi took Lu Qing into the temple and saw Cui Wenxiang with a smile on his face. Lu Qing was stunned, "What are you doing here?"

Cui Wenxiang hurriedly stepped forward and smiled, "I'm here to pass on the message for my aunt. My aunt asked me to bring a message to my cousin and ask my cousin to go directly to the Tiansi Pavilion Tavern after the incense."

Cui Wenxiang felt that his reason here was very good, and maybe he could have a drink with his cousin.

But A Yuan beside Lu Qing muttered, "I was dressed so neatly, but I actually arrived earlier than us. What's the reason?"

Lu Qing's pretty face suddenly sank. She suddenly understood why her mother refused to come and burn incense. It was clearly because her mother arranged in advance to let this person wait for her here.

At this moment, Lu Qing's heart suddenly pounded. She saw a person standing next to the path not far away. It was Zhang Lang who was thinking about day and night. He was looking at him calmly and turned silently to walk into the temple.

Lu Qing immediately realized that Zhang Lang had misunderstood her. She was very anxious and hurriedly shouted: "General Zhang, please stay!"

Regardless of Cui Wenxiang beside her, she pulled up her long skirt and ran along the path.

When Cui Wenxiang turned around, he also saw Zhang Xuan's face changed drastically. He took a few steps back. His face was ashamed and angry as he instantly turned into a pig's liver.

Zhang Xuan stopped and looked back at Lu Qing, with a smile on his face. He just didn't want to make Lu Qing embarrassed, but he didn't expect Lu Qing to come and chase him. He was so desperate. He felt an inexplicable touch in his heart and a little ashamed. He should take the initiative to meet him.

"Miss Lu, go and burn incense first! I'll wait for you here." Zhang Xuan said with a smile.

Lu Qing bit his lip gently and whispered: "Can you go with me, General!"

"Okay! I'll accompany you to burn incense."

At this time, Cui Wenxiang's teeth were chewing, and his face was so angry that he deformed. He stomped his feet hard and rushed out like a gust of wind.

The abbot of the side, Master Hongzhi, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, demons are born from the heart, so good! So good!"

Zhang Xuan accompanied Lu Qing to the Great Hall, and followed the little maid Ayuan and a group of monks more than ten steps away. Lu Qing quietly glanced at Zhang Xuan and explained to him: "I don't know that my cousin is here, and I didn't call him at all."

"I know!"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "If he is with you, he should come with you."

"Maybe my mother told him that my mother was coming too today, but she didn't."

"Is it because of Cui Wenxiang?"

Lu Qing nodded slightly, lowered her head and whispered: "I told you about the relationship between Cui Lu and Lu families, but I will never want to."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind, and someone shouted angrily: "Where is the shameless thief?"
Chapter completed!