Qin Yichuan held Feng Wu's hand and walked up the mountain while talking. He could clearly feel a line of sight staring at the two of them secretly: "This little boy."
"Monkey, little fat guy, you don't have to follow us up later. Just wait below. My husband and I will go up and have a look." Feng Wu gave the two of them a look.
He immediately understood: "Yes, I think the woods around here are quite big. I will go get some game later and come back to give my wife a taste."
"Husband, let's go." Feng Wu seemed to be interested in everything, looking left and right, holding Qin Yichuan's hand and walking forward quickly.
Not far away, many people cautiously retreated.
"Sir, I've found out through some investigation. It's a young couple from a rich family who came out to play. That little lady is really pretty. How about you, sir?"
He said to the old man with a big belly in front of him.
The old man had a mouth full of gold teeth and a hand full of big gold rings. He stroked his chin and said, "How beautiful can a beauty be?"
The man became interested as soon as he saw it, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said coquettishly: "You can see clearly, young lady. That young lady has a pretty face. She is prettier than all the ladies in the backyard."
"They all have to be good-looking?" The man who was called Master immediately became interested, his eyes were shining, and the two beards on both sides were trembling.
His eyes were dark: "Huh, I'll go and take a look for myself."
The man nodded and bowed: "Keep it to your satisfaction."
Feng Wu didn't know that he was already being taken care of. At this moment, he was walking up the mountain, but the further he went up the mountain, the worse his expression became.
In the end, she just acted coquettishly and let Qin Yichuan get on top of her.
Qin Yichuan's generous back gave Feng Wu a sense of security, and he lay on it carelessly: "Husband, you are so kind."
Qin Yichuan felt the touch on his back, and his golden eyes flashed with heat: "Madam, don't move."
As he spoke, he dragged her hand and moved it as if it was nothing.
Feng Wu immediately became honest: "Husband, I was wrong."
"Let me go back and let you see how good your husband is?" Qin Yichuan quickened his pace.
After the two had a fight, Feng Wu rested his chin on Qin Yichuan's broad shoulders and glanced around: "The smell of dead people really stinks."
As he spoke, he muttered, buried his head, and shook it. A fresh fragrance spread out from the bracelet on his hand, which instantly washed away the smell.
"This temple." The two came to the temple, and Feng Wu jumped off Qin Yichuan's back.
The reason why Feng Wu was a little surprised was because this temple was too prosperous and seemed out of place here and in this small town.
The smell of incense candles inside made Feng Wu vomit.
"Madam." Qin Yichuan reacted very quickly and supported Feng Wu, his eyes full of worry.
Feng Wu quickly waved his hand, saw a monk coming out, and shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I ate something bad this morning."
Feng Wu gently pulled Qin Yichuan's sleeve.
"Amitabha, two donors, from the looks of it, this female donor may be feeling unwell. Walking up from the foot of the mountain will indeed take some effort, so why not go to the temple and have a rest." The old monk looked kind and kind on the surface, but he was just a phoenix.
Wu could still see a trace of cruelty in his eyebrows.
"Then thank you, master. My husband and I are indeed a little tired." Feng Wu endured the discomfort in his heart, lowering his eyes with a hint of chill.