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Chapter 219 Asking for help

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In the golden autumn, the mountains and forests are no longer the same green color in summer. The leaves of various trees change, light green, goose yellow, golden, rusty brown, deep red... and other colors dye the mountains and valleys, like embroidery and brocade

The weather was sunny on the day. A group of carriages and horses were walking on the road to the Ganen Temple. The path was surrounded by colorful trees, as if passing by two brocade curtains.

Yuan Wanran lifted the cotton curtain in the car, looking at the leaves of the mountains and forests beside the road. If it were on weekdays, she would definitely appreciate the color matching of the heavenly work, but now she was in high spirits.

Her eyes swept out the window left and right, and there were two armed followers on the left and right carriages, and there were also people leading the way or behind the hall, totaling twenty people.

Not to mention this, I followed the maid and wife who went out to serve and rode two cars.

When Yuan Wanran saw this scene before going out, she knew that she wanted to escape on the road. It was an old cat hanging a salted fish on its nose - sniffing the croaker, don't think about it.

She lowered her head and sighed in the car. A sound of hoofs outside the car came from far away. A figure appeared by the window, which was a mistake to her eyes.

The man was wearing a stone blue silver rat crane cloak, with a purple lamb wind collar around his neck. He looked pale, and his bright and purple purple lamb fur made him look sick and weak.

However, his dark eyes were strong and fierce, as if burning endless fire

His extremely handsome appearance reflects a thrilling beauty

The beautiful beauty is present, Yuan Wanran's mood changes from continuous rain to thunderstorm

Today, Zhao Jue actually walked with him...

Yuan Wanran tried her best to hide her boredom, and she didn't know if Zhao Jue saw through the box. Anyway, he spoke gently and elegantly

Thanks for several miles outside the temple, the ginkgo forest has become a forest. At this time, the ginkgo leaves change color. On the way to the temple, the golden leaves on the trees are like a cover, and the fallen leaves on the ground are covered with a blanket, covering the sky and the golden world. It is very beautiful. If you are interested, stop the car and horse later and come down and take a look.

Yuan Wanran said: No need, worshiping Buddha is important. After saying that, he put down the cotton curtain

Yin Zhu, who was in the same car, asked: Can Madam Yuan want to have tea?

Yuan Wanran shook her head and passed the plan to ask for help in her heart again.

A team of people approached the Temple of Greetings, and it was far from the mountain gate. A monk greeted them on the road and arrived at the mountain gate. The abbot had already led the head and waiters outside the mountain gate to welcome them into the temple.

Yuan Wanran cried out in her heart

When she was away from home, she asked Yinzhu and other maids about the details of the gratitude temple. The maids said everyone, saying: "The maids don't leave the door of the other party, and they don't know how to get out of the door, and they don't know how to get out of the outside world."

Yuan Wanran knew that the maid was ordered by Zhao Jue and said sternly, so she stopped asking.

She inferred by herself that Zhao Jue and Ganen Temple were living next to each other, and there was probably no need to avoid contact. However, he could have taught the abbot to go out to greet him in person

She thought, Zhao Jue must have donated a lot of money to the temple.

Yuan Wanran believes in Buddhism but does not blindly believe in practicing Buddhism.

She was worried that the Grassen Temple would rely on Zhao Jue Bushi and might not be willing to stand up for her own injustice. If she still informed her of asking for help, that would be a bad idea.

Zhao Jue is now looking at the West Mountain. He is in trouble and tolerant of her. He doesn't know how much land he can tolerate. He really turns against her. She is isolated and has no help and can only let the mermaid meat.

Yuan Wanran immediately changed her strategy and hoped to ask for help from the pilgrims. However, she walked into the mountain gate and walked a long way on the corridor, and at most she met a monk.

She asked the abbot: I dare not ask why there are no other pilgrims in the temple

The abbot said: Today, this temple only receives two donors

Another way to ask for help was blocked. Yuan Wanran felt sad. Soon she clenched her fists and told herself that she didn't have a tight end. She had another plan.

She prepared a note of help when she was watching the show last time, waiting for an opportunity to put it aside, waiting for someone with a destiny to pick it up and hand it over to the official's house

Considering that Zhao Jue may have had a good relationship with the Temple of Grim Reunion, she prepared two notes. The first one called himself Han Zhao Niangzi, and was kidnapped by Zhao Jue by name; the second one only wrote about his own identity, saying that he was kidnapped by a villain, but did not mention Zhao Jue's name and surname.

She judged the situation and decided to use the second note

From tomorrow, pilgrims will enter the temple. It is best for them to pick up notes, even if they are picked up by monks.

The bad guy mentioned in the temple is Zhao Jue

Furthermore, Zhao Jue called her with the title of Madam Yuan. The monks never thought that she was the owner of the note that Madam Han Zhao called herself. In this way, they might dare to report to the official.

At that time, the government will be found by the pilgrims of the Greeting Temple. When I look for the begging book, I will see that there must be the name of Zhao Jue, the great donor.

She has been missing for many days and left a note for help at the Thanksgiving Temple where her boss Zhao Jue generously gave, and taught Han Yi and Zhao Ye that he would not miss this clue easily.

Yuan Wanran thought so, and her steps into the Heavenly King Hall became lighter

She had already made up her mind when she was not doing anything else. When she visited all the halls and went back to the hall to ask for a signature, she stuffed the notes into the sign tube and asked for a signature. Pilgrims would pay attention to the world inside the tube. Sooner or later, someone would find the notes.

She had a wishful thinking in her house, and she glanced at it casually, and saw that the abbot was still with her.

Next, they entered the hall, and the abbot also walked with them. When Yuan Wanran burned incense, he replaced the hall master and went to the battle to draw the bell.

Not only that, there were monks waiting in the hall, lined up in two rows. While Yuan Wanran was worshiping the Buddha, the monks sang incense and praise.

... Yuan Wanran was confused

Previously, she went to the temple to burn incense, and the money for the incense and oil added was limited. After each donation, she received a monk's hand in hand and salute. At most, she would eat a cup of tea in the temple.

Today, she was treated as a gift from the great donor for the first time. At this time, she came to receive them in the temple, which was probably accompanied by the abbot and other monks.

Yuan Wanran had a slightly cold sweat on her forehead. She had Zhao Jue and her servants following her, and added a monk, staring at her actions in front of everyone. How could she put notes on it?

When Yuan Wanran turned back to the hall to ask for a sign, she had not yet walked towards the sign. She only leaned slightly, and the monk picked up the sign and handed it.

Yuan Wanran was so amused that the monk was kind enough to show his attention, but instead he wiped out her chance to escape.

Then she comforted herself, there is no way out, and she can still use the excuse to go to the toilet and put notes in the toilet.

Yinzhu and the maid were reluctant to leave after her again, and there was no way to go into the toilet together.

There are pilgrims entering and leaving the toilet every day, so no one will find the notes

Now she only hopes to find a suitable place in the toilet, which can be placed notes so that others can easily pick them up, and will not be discovered by monks who were cleaned today. As soon as they guess, they can guess that the notes were from her.

After she asked for a visa, she stayed in the temple and invited her and Zhao Jue into the abbot for tea. Everyone was on their way to the abbot. The monk came to report that it was Madam Lin who was here and was waiting for the abbot.

oh?

The abbot's speech is always low and his tone floats in an instant, and there is still a sense of scruples in the accident.

He immediately accused Zhao Jue of crime and went to the abbot

The monk of Zhike took over the abbot and invited Yuan Wanran and others to the clean room elsewhere.

Yuan Wanran was excited when she heard another pilgrimage coming.

She was in the clean room, and Madam Lin was in the abbot, so she couldn't speak, but she would go into the toilet and put notes later. It would take only for Madam Lin to go to the toilet and see it, and maybe she would help report to the official.

Yuan Wanran has eaten tea quietly and used the excuse to go to the toilet

The toilets for distinguished guests in the Thanksgiving Temple are specially set up in the house, and the furnishings are extremely simple. There is a clean bucket, a small table next to the clean bucket, and two stacks of straw paper are placed on the table, and nothing else is

Yuan Wanran is very glad that the toilet is filled with straw paper, not toilet chips③

She took out the help note, stuffed them one by one into the straw paper closest to the clean bucket, and piled the paper back into its original state

The pilgrim who was in the toilet would find the mystery inside when using straw paper. People in the temple would have to wait until they sorted out the straw paper before they could find the notes. But that would have happened in two or three days, and they would not guess that it was left by her.

She clasped her hands and prayed to the gods and Buddhas to bless herself to get help from Madam Lin or other pilgrims