The next day, when it was daylight, Gu Wenyan heard rustling sounds in the room, opened his eyes and found that Du Chen was packing his clothes.

Gu Wenyan: "Little master, what are you doing?"

"Today there is a ceremony at the Lu Mansion at the foot of the mountain. Eldest senior brother asked me to go with him yesterday. Mr. Gu, you can rest on the mountain by yourself these few days." Du Chen took the scriptures and clothes, and tied up the package.

"Going for a few days? Won't you come back tonight?" Gu Wenyan was a little anxious, and quickly got up and put on his clothes.

"The ritual has to be done for three days, and I will be back in three days." Seeing that Gu Wenyan was in a hurry, Du Chen stopped, "Young Master Gu, what's wrong?"

"I'll be with you." Gu Wenyan pulled off his clothes a few times, put his hair up in a bun, and approached Duchen, "I don't want to be here alone."

Duchen: "..."

Seeing this, Du Chen didn't say much, just smiled and nodded thoughtfully, Gu Wenyan couldn't understand the complicated expression for a while.

However, he knew very well that he didn't want to stay in the temple alone when Du Chen was away.

Although he had confessed his identity last night, Du Chen also made it clear to him that no matter what the reason was, as long as he didn't tell, then he wouldn't ask.

But let him be alone, Gu Wenyan has no extra thoughts to worship the Buddha alone.

He tidied up in a hurry, and ran to the gate of the temple, only to understand why Du Chen's expression was originally there, "So many people?"

Gu Wenyan thought Duchen and Dukong were the only ones who went down the mountain to do a ritual, but when he arrived at the entrance of the temple, he found that Du E and that follower Du Ming were also there.

Dukong said with a smile: "Lu's family is a big family, so they are naturally particular about how they do things. We have all the people, let's start, otherwise it's not good to be late."

After speaking, everyone walked down the mountain together.

Along the way, Gu Wenyan walked at the end with a stern face. He didn't know why, but when he saw Du Ming, he became angry.

It's fine to call Du Chen to whisper yesterday, but today in front of so many people, I'm still clinging to Du Chen!

Du Ming: "Senior brother, is it the young master of the Lu Mansion that we have saved this time?"

Duchen: "Yes."

Du Ming: "But I remember that young master is not very old, and he is not sick, how could..."

Dukong: "Amitabha, Duming, stop pestering your third senior brother, and watch the way."

Watami: "Oh..."

……

Gu Wenyan secretly ground his back molars, staring closely at the back, unhappy, very unhappy!

He kept asking questions while walking, and when he arrived at the mansion, he would know everything, and he kept holding on to Duchen's clothes, tsk, this monk is not very skilled.

Hurrying quickly, a group of people finally came to Lu Mansion, a famous rice merchant in Lingshan Town.

The housekeeper led the crowd into the door, and along the way, except for the white cloth and the lamp, Master Lu and Mrs. Lu did not show up to greet them. Instead, they came to the mourning hall. Paper money, burning and crying.

Gu Wenyan walked into the mourning hall and looked up.

Good guy, didn't scare him a little.

There were a bunch of scriptures pasted on the official material, "That's what the master asked the young master a few days ago, saying it was... to treat his illness. It disturbed the masters." The housekeeper motioned to the servants and told them to move away quickly.

"Ah, what kind of disease is going to kill you, and people stick it up like this?" Gu Wenyan didn't stop it for a while, and bald.

When the servants squatting on the ground heard this, Qi Shushu turned his head and stared at him with startled pupils. Du Chen hurriedly took Gu Wenyan behind him, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, the auspicious time matters."

The butler didn't say any more, but nodded, "Masters, please follow me."

Behind the curtain of the mourning hall, there is a row of long tables filled with ritual utensils, incense candles, and oil lamps.

Several people sat down one by one, but Gu Wenyan stood where he was, "Mr. Gu, do you want to watch us?" Du Ming said bluntly.

"I..." Gu Wenyan was about to speak when Du Chen moved a chair over and put it behind him, "Young Master Gu, sit here."

Gu Wenyan raised his chin toward Du Ming, and sat behind Du Chen without looking at anyone.

Seeing this, Du Ming became more and more angry, and didn't want to talk, so he quickly changed seats with Du E, and rushed to sit next to Du Chen.

The embarrassing atmosphere between the two caused the rest of the people to stare and say in unison: Amitabha, salvation is the real thing.

Under the influence of the Buddha's music over and over again, Gu Wenyan successfully leaned against the wall and fell into a sweet dream.

In the dream, he and Du Chen came to the back mountain of Lingshan Temple, Du Chen was still standing there ringing the bell, while he was leaning on the pillar, lying in the pavilion with his legs crossed.

In the dream, Du Chen still had a good voice, put down the hammer and walked outside the pavilion, picked up a flower and carefully inserted it in his hair crown, but in the dream, Du Chen leaned over and gently dropped it on his forehead. a kiss……

"Let me in! I want to see him!"

This dream was blushing and heart beating, Gu Wenyan was brought back to reality by the sudden noise.

...Fuck me, what happened to me just now.Gu Wenyan slapped his head violently, this dream...was really scary.

What's even more frightening is that a man at the gate of Lu's mansion suddenly knocked the servants away and broke in...

The author has something to say: Gu Wenyan: 5555 What kind of dream is this...

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