Step on a branch

Chapter 122 does not belong here

Tianyiguan is very quiet.

After cultivating here for a long time, naturally, my mind became much calmer.

Even if there are pilgrims coming to the door, they only guide them according to the rules, they don't accompany them, and they do their own things.

Seeing an outsider visit at this moment, the sweepers in the courtyard turned around and performed a family salute, and then looked closely, all of them were surprised.

"A Luan?" One person laughed, "Why did A Luan come back suddenly?"

Qin Luan returned a salute.

It was only then that they noticed that besides a middle-aged woman, there was also a tall young man following behind Qin Luan.

These two people are both new faces.

"I came here in a hurry, so I didn't send the news in advance," Qin Luan stepped forward and said, "The young master is most likely a family member of Mrs. Jing Ning. I will bring him here to identify him."

Qin Luan exchanged greetings with the senior sisters, but Lin Fan didn't go there, he just stood in the courtyard and looked around.

He didn't know what the other party said, but suddenly, Lin Fan was keenly aware that all eyes were on him.

Or look at, or examine.

Involuntarily, Lin Fan stood up straighter.

"Looking at his age, I'm afraid he has never seen the teacher before," one person said, "Even if he did, it must have been when he was very young, and he may not have much memory."

"I can see that his facial features are somewhat similar to those of the teacher. Maybe he is really a family member."

"Master has been in the congregation for many years, and no one has ever come to look for her."

"She doesn't remember the past, and her family probably doesn't know where she is, so they can't even find her."

"Since it was brought by A Luan, let him meet the teacher."

After hearing them finish speaking, Qin Luan said, "I'll take him to see Eldest Sister."

"She's in the main hall." Someone pointed to Qin Luan.

Qin Luan thanked him, then turned and walked towards Lin Fan: "Master Guo, let's go this way."

Tian Yiguan was small, and if there was any news, it was spread all over the place in an instant.

Knowing Qin Luan's return, several people came to greet Qin Luan along the way to the main hall.

Lin Fan walked behind Qin Luan, watching her return the salutes one by one.

He still remembered that the first time he saw Qin Luan in Xisi Hutong, seeing her dress and gestures, she was a perennial cultivator.

Now, in a Taoist temple, everything around me is related to Taoism, and this feeling is even more profound.

Qin Luan truly blended into this place.

Suddenly, Lin Fan recalled that once earlier, Qin Luan had said that if she didn't have a marriage contract and no relatives at home, and she didn't need to go back to Beijing, she might have been practicing Taoism on the mountain.

In Lin Fan's opinion, Qin Luan is very suitable here...

"Miss Qin," Lin Fan called out, and asked, "I just heard that your seniors and sisters all call you by layman's name. I didn't ask you before, don't you have a Daoist name?"

"No, Master didn't give me a Taoist name," Qin Luan smiled, "Master said, although I practiced with her, I did not stop the worldly affairs. I will return to the world sooner or later. Guan is just a temporary residence, but it doesn't belong here."

Qin Luan did not agree with this reason before.

In her opinion, since she has already entered this door, she should have a Taoist name.

The named senior sisters in the meditation are not completely cut off from secular karma. Occasionally, they will have relatives visit the mountains and write letters to their families every month.

But Qin Luan couldn't say no to Master, so he could only give up.

Later, she gradually got used to it, whether she has a Dao name or not, she is her.

Qin Luan went to salute and talk to the elder sister, Lin Fan looked at her back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Emotional matters are born between people, there are sacrifices and rewards, and there will also be compromises.

He likes Qin Luan, and he wants to have more possibilities with Qin Luan.

He also knew that once he stood with him, even if he didn't like him, but just helped from the position of the Qin family, it would bring a lot of trouble to Qin Luan and the Marquis of Yongning.

This is an inevitable sacrifice, so the fewer compromises that can be considered, the better.

Feelings are selfish, but Lin Fan always thought that he should not use his liking to change Qin Luan's life.

If what Qin Luan is thinking about is Tianyi Temple, and what he wants to take is the road of cultivation...

He can only...

Fortunately.

Xiangu Muyun has already come to a conclusion.

Maybe Qin Luan is suitable here, but she doesn't belong here.

This made him feel a little joy in his heart.

That little bit of joy turned into courage when he was about to meet Mrs. Jing Ning.

In the main hall, Qin Luan and Hui Xin saluted.

When she went down the mountain, Hui Xin took care of all the affairs in the Taoist temple.

After hearing her reason for coming, Hui Xin looked at Lin Fan carefully.

He is very young and stands like a pine tree. It can be seen that he is a martial arts practitioner, and his skills are very good.

The coat is half-new and not old, and there are no other accessories except for a jade ring around his waist. Just looking at his clothes, he can't guess the background, but he has a noble temperament, and he has a very good background.

Huixin is almost 50 years old.

She remembered Mrs. Jing Ning's appearance when she first came to Tianyi Temple.

His body was muddy, his face, hands, clothes and shoes were all dirty.

They groomed her and treated the scrapes from her bumps along the way.

She seemed to have just given birth, her body has not recovered, her memory is very chaotic, and she doesn't know what to ask.

The clothes she took off were dirty and torn, but after Hui Xin touched them, the material was actually very good.

In the five or six years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a lot of waste to be done, and the people were still very poor. If the women in the family could afford such good materials, they thought the family was very good.

After a few more years, Jing Ning got used to the life here, and when she was not sick, she could still talk to them.

She can gradually remember other fellow Taoists and know what to do, but she still can't remember her own past.

Only once in a while, she said, she had a son.

Nothing more.

Hui Xin looked deeply at Lin Fan, and asked Qin Luan, "If you're a member of the teacher's family, of course you can't stop him, I wonder if you remember something else, add a proof, so as not to irritate the teacher."

Lin Fan heard the words and took out the portrait.

Hui Xin looked at it, but didn't say it looked like it, nor did she say it didn't look like it.

Lin Fan thought for a while, and then said: "I heard from the elders in the family that my mother escaped from danger when she was young, and survived with a knife on her back. My aunt said that she used a lot of ointment to remove the scar, and grew up with her mother." , the mark on her back has faded a lot, but if you look carefully, you can still find the mark."

Hui Xin nodded slowly.

There is indeed a mark on the teacher's back.

"With a portrait, and knowing her old injuries, the young master's appearance is somewhat alike," Hui Xin said, "Since it was Ah Luan who brought you here, please come here."

Lin Fan took a deep breath.

Several people walked towards the wing room behind the main hall.

Qin Luan saw Mrs. Jing Ning at a glance, and she and Lin Fan pointed.

Lin Fanshun looked over.

Under the long corridor, a person sat on a wooden bench with his head down, flipping through the books on his knees.

The sun reflected on the floor tiles in front of her, but she didn't sit in the sun, she just quietly turned one page and another.

Lin Fan wanted to step forward, but his feet seemed to be nailed down.

He just watched for a long time without blinking.

　Thanks to book friends Xiyue Xiyue and Mu Weichengli for their tipping, and book friend 99725 Suicaihua in Shucheng for their tipping.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)