Over Maple Creek City, the originally bright sky suddenly had a few dark clouds.
After half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man in black robe with a slightly majestic face hurriedly entered Jiangshen Temple.
The middle-aged man never turned around to look at the sales promotions of various vendors. He walked through the crowded crowd and came to the incense burner in the temple hall.
Among the hundreds of remaining incense sticks, the middle-aged man in black robe saw the extinguished bamboo incense stick at a glance.
The incense was half burned, and there was a faint yellowish light shining from the embers.
"Why didn't it burn out? Since the incense has been lit, why not let it burn out?"
The middle-aged man stared at the remaining incense in front of him and reached out to pull it out of the incense burner.
Miao Zhu, who was not far away, saw this scene and hurried over to stop it.
"Hey, this donor, you can't do this. Be careful of Mr. Jiang Shen getting blamed!"
The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear and held on to the remaining incense with one hand until it was crushed into powder by his huge force and disappeared without a trace.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man grabbed the temple blessing and took out a piece of gold from his sleeve.
"Temple Blessings Let me ask you, do you know who put this pillar of incense on?"
Slightly agitated, the middle-aged man exuded a breathtaking aura in his eyes, frightening the surrounding pilgrims into silence.
"This...ah this..."
The old man Miao Zhu was also confused by the man's sudden move. He looked at the shining gold and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Seeing Miao Zhu's confused look, the middle-aged man suddenly calmed down. He let go of Miao Zhu with some dejection and said with a wry smile:
"Forget it, how could you possibly know?"
At this moment, Chai Jiangcui and Di Qingping were happily drinking tofu curd in front of a tofu stall.
After leaving the Jiangshen Hall, Chai Jiangcui had already discovered through spiritual exploration the reason for the massive consumption of his spiritual and soul power, but he didn't know what effect the strange black and yellow aura would have on Jiangshen.
Looking at the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky, Chai Jiangcui smelled an unusual smell, a light flashed in his eyes, and he used the Qi Watching Technique.
"Dragon Qi? Is there a dragon passing through?"
Looking at the remaining majestic dragon energy in the sky, Chai Jiangcui narrowed her eyes. She remembered that Di Qingping seemed to have said that the Bailang River God seemed to be an old dragon, right?
"Isn't it such a coincidence? I put on a stick of incense, and Jiang Shen came to the door so quickly. It seems that in the future, incense should not be burned randomly."
Having been worshiped by the people along the coast for thousands of years, the success of the Bailangjiang River God is probably better than that of the red-eyed ghost commander.
With my small body, I probably wouldn't be able to get any favors if I got close to him.
Thinking of this, Chai Jiangcui trembled, buried his head not to look at the sky, and continued to drink tofu nao.
If the incense has not gone out... What if it is burned out... What if it is burned out... Why, why... Could it be that the fate has not come yet... Or am I doing something wrong...
Next to the incense burner, the middle-aged man in black robe was a little lost. After letting go of the temple blessing, he almost figured it out. After all, he was an old man and knew that this matter could not be forced. The master did not want to see him, so he had his own reasons.
I'm afraid the secondary fate method has come to an end.
Arching his hands towards the void in all directions, the middle-aged man in black robe used his spiritual thoughts to strengthen his voice and said to all directions:
"Heiming, thank you for your help, sir. If you need anything in the future, please come to Bailangjiang Water Mansion to find me. I will do my best to help you."
This large-scale sound transmission is thought to be reinforced by spiritual thoughts, and ordinary people cannot hear it at all. Only monks whose spiritual thoughts are comparable to the incarnation of Qi can break through the cover above and receive this sound transmission.
Looking at the incense burner with nostalgia again, Heiming let out a long sigh, lowered his body and carefully put away the incense ashes, and left the temple hall.
A group of pilgrims were left behind, and Miao Zhu looked at each other in confusion. Miao Zhu subconsciously wanted to turn around and worship the statue of River God, but in a daze, he discovered that the man who had just left seemed to have a seventy-seven face resemblance to the statue.
"Jiang, Master Jiang Shen?"
Miao Zhu's hand shook slightly and his crutch fell directly to the ground, with a look of astonishment on his face.
The middle-aged man's figure became blurry as he walked away, and eventually disappeared completely.
The black shadow rose into the sky, and the dark clouds over Maple Creek City gradually dispersed.
Chai Jiangcui, who was outside, also received this spiritual message. However, she had no reaction to it. She put on the incense stick because she had nothing to ask for. In this case, let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.
Already.
After eating tofu nao, the three of them walked around the bustling streets of Jiangshen Temple. During this period, Chai Jiangcui also bought two packs of apricot blossom cakes.
The apricot blossoms are full of fragrance, soft and glutinous, sweet and delicious. The only pity is that not long after I held it in my hand, the greedy Bai Yuan stole most of the bag.
Because Chai Jiangcui suddenly felt dizzy just now, Di Qingping and Wang Daoqing were a little worried about her health, so they didn't walk too fast.
When we left the vicinity of Jiangshen Temple, it was still half an hour before noon.
Just when Chai Jiangcui suggested finding a famous restaurant in Maple Creek City, the noisy scene at the end of the street suddenly attracted the attention of the three of them.
"All the heroes of Maple Creek City, take a look. Today, the little girl will compete in a martial arts competition to find a bride. I, Meiqi, solemnly announce that whoever can marry my daughter will not only not need a penny in gifts, but will also give a dowry of ten thousand taels of silver.
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A tall arena was set up at the end of the street at some point. On the arena, an old man wearing a military cap and jewels all over his body was shouting loudly at the top of his lungs.
Next to the old man, there was a woman wearing strong clothes and holding a spear.
This woman's hair was simply tied into a ponytail, she had willowy eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and her face was a little baby fat. Her slim-fitting clothes perfectly outlined the right muscle curves of her long legs. Paired with the spear, she looked heroic.
"I didn't expect that the girls from the Mei family actually competed in martial arts to find a bride."
Looking at the arena in the distance, Di Qingping smacked his lips with emotion, and then explained:
"The Mei family is well-known as a wealthy family in Maple Creek City. His family's caravans are spread across the four surrounding states, and there are no less than ten caravans heading to Kyoto.
The person competing on the stage to recruit a bride was the second young lady of the Mei family - Mei Qinglin. Her martial arts skills were comparable to those of an innate warrior. A few days ago, she even joked with me that she wanted to find a man of great strength to be her husband.
.I thought it was a joke, and I never thought that it would be a competition to recruit a bride so quickly."
The power of the Mei family in Maple Creek City is still considerable. Following Mr. Mei's shout, people from three floors inside and three outside quickly gathered to watch the fun.
On the street in the distance, there were many people rushing towards the ring. It seemed that the Mei family had arranged for people to go to a pub or some other place to promote the event.
"Isn't this a little too casual?"
Looking at the people watching in the audience, Chai Jiangcui was speechless. Sometimes she really couldn't understand the world's thoughts.