The case of giving birth in the coffin of the red-clothed child did not end as happily as expected.

Gumandong also had to sigh. This so-called innocence is worthy of being played by most powerful people. Is it really worth it to Jiang Tianluo to pursue the word innocence?

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Tianluo put down the book in his hand, looked at Gumandong who was holding his cheek out of the window and asked, "I couldn't help but ask."

"I'm thinking, you are obsessed with giving the people of the world a clean mind, but you saw it in the court that day, and it's not rare for them. Will you feel that it's not worth it?"

"It depends on your opinion. As long as I think it is worth it, it is enough. By the way, my vacation has ended. I will go to Jingyang County to do something soon. I passed Baima Temple on the way. This trip happened to be a worship of my father-in-law and mother-in-law and brother-in-law. Although it was already Qingming Festival when I arrived, I was still full of filial piety. What do you think?"

Gumandong was slightly stunned. At this moment, she remembered that her current identity was also an orphan of the Gu family. After her brother fell into the river, her father set up a tomb for her brother and worshiped her in Baima Temple. Her mother was unable to get sick at that time and went there the next year. As for her father, she died in an accident before she married into the Jiang family. The funeral was handled by the old master of the Jiang family. Later, Gumandong married into the Jiang family.

It’s a pity that the kind old man Jiang did not live long, and a flu killed him.

"That's good, of course. When will you set out?"

"If you do something tomorrow, you need to prepare. If you want to prepare the people below, you will be taken care of by Manager Wen for the time being, and there will be no problems."

“Okay.”

The next morning, Gu Mandong took only Yuhuan and left the Jiang family with Jiang Tianluo and went to Baima Temple.

It was nearly a year ago since I last visited White Horse Temple.

I don’t know if White Horse Temple is still there.

"What? Jiang Tianluo left Qi County. When did it happen?" Mo Jinyan was stunned, and looked surprised at the news sent by Anshun.

"It happened yesterday. I heard that I didn't leave alone, so I brought Mrs. Jiang with me. I don't know where to go, but I can be sure, at least I will take Mrs. Jiang to Baima Temple. After all, Qingming Festival has passed, and Jiang Tianluo will have to take his wife to worship his father-in-law's family. This White Horse Temple is the place where the three of the Gu family worshipped. It can be seen that although this White Horse Temple is not necessarily the final destination, it is definitely one of the destinations."

"That's right. Anshun, that's not bad. He's becoming smarter. He actually knows how to find out in advance and is reporting to me." Mo Jinyan couldn't help but smile and pat Anshun's shoulder, expressing his appreciation.

"Young Master Xie praises you. Young Master, when will we chase you?"

"It's getting late now, so let's set off tomorrow."

"Yes, young master."

After making a carriage for five days, Gumandong and his group had already arrived at Baima Town, a small town near Baima Temple.

In the past, the Baima Town was quite lively, but it was not as crowded as it was.

After inquiring, I realized that because of heavy rains some time ago, the main road leading to Jingyang County was rocky and landslides, blocking the road, which caused the passing merchants to stay here, so that Baima Town was overcrowded and there was no place to live. I could only spend money to discuss with the townsmen and stay at the townsmen's homes.

"Young master, madam, I have already asked, even the residences of ordinary people are full, and I can't even go out to take in." Jiang Hang frowned, not having encountered such a thing yet.

"The White Horse Temple is not far from here. Take some time and you should be able to arrive at the White Horse Temple before dark."

"That's all we can do. Let's set off." Jiang Hang nodded.

As expected, Jiang Tianluo and his group rushed to Baima Temple before the sky was dark.

Jikong, the abbot of White Horse Temple, is now seventy years old, but he is still healthy and as in memory, he is a very good-tempered monk.

"Abbot." Jiang Tianluo bowed with his hands together and bowed.

"Donor Jiang, donor Gu, you two came to worship. It's not too early now, so I'll let the novice monk take you to the Zen tenant's room to rest."

"Thank you, abbot."

Abbot Jikong seemed to have expected this to happen, and it was not surprising that Jiang Tianluo and everyone's visit was not surprising.

However, in this temple, men and women are not allowed to live together, and even couples cannot live together.

This caused Jiang Tianluo and Gumandong to live in a yard.

If you have no rules, you can only do things according to the rules.

After washing up, Gumandong asked Yuhuan to wipe her hair in the room.

Suddenly, the ground under my feet swayed, almost knocking the oil lamp down from the table like an earthquake.

"It's an earthquake." Gumandong couldn't help but change his face. He immediately grabbed Yuhuan's hand and was about to run out of the room. However, before the two of them could run out, the vibration stopped again.

Even so, Gumandong was still worried and pulled Yuhuan to stand in the open space in the yard to avoid another earthquake.

"Mandong, it's good that you're fine. But you're wearing too little now, so you won't catch a cold." Seeing that Gu Mandong was fine, Jiang Tianluo breathed a sigh of relief and took off his shirt to put it on her.

"Thanks."

With the coat tightened, Gumandong was in a good mood.

During this period, Jiang Tianluo was only concerned about rushing to travel and rarely talked to her. Although she slept in the same bed at night, she was just a dream in the same bed and had her own sleep.

She couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

But now seeing Jiang Tianluo's actions, at least he was not really indifferent.

The two of them waited in the yard for some time, but when they saw that there was no abnormal movement, Jiang Tianluo personally sent Gumandong back to the house, then turned around and left.

The next day without dreams, after getting up early and enjoying breakfast at White Horse Temple, Abbot Jikong led the two to worship Gumandong's parents and brothers.

Jiang Tianluo beside her looked solemn, and she was extremely cautious incense and kowtow. She came with her not just perfunctory, but sincerely worshiping the deceased.

Although he was still cold and silenced, this person was not as cold as his expression.

After the worship, the abbot was invited to do a ritual. After the ritual, it was not too early.

Jiang Tianluo made an appointment with Gumandong to go to the lotus pond in the temple, looking up at the stars in the sky from time to time, as if there was something to say.

"Do you have something to say?" Gumandong asked.

"Well. Today I got the news and the blocked road is already open. I will go to Jingyang County to do business tomorrow. I have told the abbot that you can stay here for a few days and wait for me to come back."
Chapter completed!