Xiaomi could see clearly and couldn't help but exclaim: "Just by looking at her lower jaw, you can tell that the priest's wife is a beauty."
Qingfeng sneered: "What about the beauty? Her man doesn't want her and won't take her with him. She has to chase the man so early in the morning!"
Mingyue frowned: "Can't you say a few words less? There are really no rules in front of a girl!"
Qingfeng said unconvinced: "Why don't I have any rules? I just want the girl to know who these people are. Girl, if you don't like to hear it, just don't tell me."
Mu Yunhan smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, I just want to know something about Beijing. If you know anything, you can tell me. I like to hear it."
Qingfeng proudly raised his chin at Mingyue: "Humph..."
A sharp look flashed in Mingyue's eyes, she sneered and stopped talking.
Qingfeng didn't know what he thought of, his face gradually turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on the tip of his forehead and nose.
He ran to hold Mingyue's hand and whispered something.
Mingyue threw his hand away without giving him any face.
After repeated repetitions, Mingyue said something with a straight face. Qingfeng felt relieved and nodded violently like a chicken pecking at rice.
Mu Yunhan took in all this and gently lowered the car curtain.
How interesting.
Gu Fenglin told her that Gu Yilan and Murong were deeply in love and in perfect harmony.
Qingfeng said that Gu Yilan didn't want Murong and refused to take her with her.
The look of Mingyue actually seemed to be warning Qingfeng not to talk nonsense.
Could it be that they have been explained before?
It seemed that the situation in Beijing was more complicated than she thought.
Mu Yunhan was thinking about his thoughts, and the carriage finally stopped.
Old Man Gu said respectfully outside the car: "Girl, we have arrived at the Lingxiao Temple. We must abandon the car and walk up."
Xiaomi opened the car curtain and helped Mu Yunhan get out of the car. When he looked up, he opened his mouth in shock: "Wow..."
The temple built of white marble soars straight into the sky, and the long stone steps stretch up to the point where you can hardly see the end.
Behind the temple, there is a gushing red sun, golden and red, bright and full of vitality.
A huge white bird hovered over the top of the temple, leaving a series of long whistles.
There is not a single blade of grass or tree around the temple and the stone steps. It is so bright and domineering that it directly pierces people's eyes.
It is no exaggeration to say that this situation and this scene are like a fairyland on earth.
Mu Yunhan raised his head, squinted his eyes, and stared at the highest point of the temple, trying to see clearly what kind of existence it was.
However, it was too far away, and she could only see an outline clearly, but could not clearly see the people and objects on it.
A young man's clear voice came: "When Taizu founded the country, this place was a fertile farmland. Overnight, a mountain of rocks rose from the ground. When the villagers came to see it, they turned out to be full of jade. So they thought it was auspiciousness coming from the sky, so they didn't dare to
Secretly touching..."
All in all, it was the first priest, Gu Xing, who used his magical powers to build such a magnificent temple in seven days and seven nights.
At the beginning, no one was worshiped in the temple, only the way of heaven was worshiped.
Later, when Gu Xing died, Taizu came and ordered the descendants of the Gu family to build a statue of Gu Xing and offer incense to it to protect Zhao.
"Jade mountains were born from the plains, and temples were built from the seven days..." Xiaomi refused to believe it, but did not dare not to believe it. She asked Mu Yunhan in a low voice: "Miss, do you believe it?"
Mu Yunhan smiled slightly: "Trust."
It doesn’t matter whether she believes it or not, what’s important is that the world believes it. (To be continued)