Qi Wuhe's mouth dropped open.
What can he think?
I personally took this ghost mirror off the ancestral plaque.
He discovered the letter addressed to Qin Ya after looking at it for a long time. He thought it would be a pleasant surprise, but it turned out to be a shock.
Feng Qingzhi is the founder of Baiyun Temple. How could he not acknowledge him?
How could he not listen to the words of his ancestor?
What else could he do? Of course, he had to listen to the patriarch.
Qi Wuhe bowed slightly, his old face flushed, and said to Qin Ya, "Since the Ancestral Master has given the order, the entire Baiyun Temple will naturally follow Miss Qin's instructions."
Qin Ya was both happy and depressed.
To his delight, although the old Taoist priest had stopped him, he had also granted his wish.
What's frustrating is that, to be honest, I'm here to guard her grave, but look at the scale of Baiyun Temple, which has even attracted princes from the capital. But look at my own grave, which has become a desolate grave, just a small mound of earth, and later it even became a mass grave. What kind of auspicious place is that?
She looked at Qi Wuhe and asked, "Where is that old Taoist priest, Feng Qingzhi?"
"This...this humble Taoist does not know." It happened hundreds of years ago; perhaps only ghosts would know.
Qi Wuhe silently grumbled to himself, feeling that he was having a particularly unlucky day. First, that woman named Lan Yue came knocking on his door, and now a ghost had come knocking...
The abbot was somewhat dazed.
Qin Ya thought for a moment and smiled, "Since you have not taken good care of my grave, then I would like to trouble Abbot Qi to take care of the matter of building a temple for me."
"Of course, please rest assured, young lady. The entire Baiyun Temple will do its utmost and dare not disobey."
Qin Ya was relieved and said to Linghu Lan, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I am very grateful. There is still a month until the Ghost Festival. I will come back in a month to perform the ritual to divide the soul of your maid. If you have any matters to attend to, you can handle them yourself. I will come to you at that time."
"Thank you!" Linghu Lan nodded and smiled. She liked Qin Ya's decisive and straightforward personality.
Ning Yue felt relieved, thanked Linghu Lan, and then returned to her body to call Qiu Xiang out.
Qiu Xiang looked at everyone with a blank expression, but she breathed a sigh of relief. It was really great to have a way to split the soul.
She didn't want Ning Yue's soul to be scattered; that would be too ungrateful.
After all, it was she who pushed her soul into it.
Qin Ya gradually disappeared from the mirror, and Linghu Lan put the mirror away.
Since everyone was there, Linghu Lan discussed the matter of building a temple with Qi Wuhe and Li Ye. Li Ye had already been busy with this matter and had instructed Qi Wuhe to choose an auspicious location.
Now that Baiyun Temple owes Qin Ya, let's simply choose a location at the foot of Baiyun Temple Mountain.
Firstly, Baiyun Temple is an ancient and famous temple with many visitors, so it can contribute some incense offerings to Qin Ya's temple.
Secondly, it makes it easier for the people at Baiyun Temple to clean and maintain the temple, making management more convenient.
Sanze Baiyun Gua was a temple frequented mostly by men, with very few places for women to burn incense. Qin Ya's temple was just the right place for those women to burn incense.
In this way, the matter was quickly and easily settled. The money for building the temple came from the many gold and silver treasures that Linghu Lan had taken from the Prince's Mansion, and Baiyun Temple also contributed some. All things considered, there was more than enough money to build the temple.
With the main problem solved, Baiyun Temple will now be fully responsible for selecting the remaining craftsmen.
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