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480 I went to Ruolan Temple in person

Old Man Liu himself dared not have any objection, so he could only act quietly as a pillar of human beings.

Jiang Lingyue raised her gaze from Jun Beiyi, stared at the rain screen in front of her, and then said in a deep voice: "Prepare a carriage and take the emperor to Ruolan Temple."

I have been to several groups of Ruolan Temple, but they all ended in vain.

But everyone knows this situation now, Ruolan Temple is probably the last glimmer of life for Jun Beiyi.

No one dared to say what he saw the death of a king of a country, so no one dared to say anything. He followed Jiang Lingyue's words and went to prepare a carriage.

Jiang Lingyue did not walk with Jun Beiyi, so she rode a horse and rushed to Ruolan Temple first.

I heard that in the little New Year's Eve, the streets of Bianjing City are all the people who celebrate the New Year's greetings all night long.

But maybe it was because the rain was too heavy and too long, or it was too late at this moment, so there was no one on the street.

In the past, the bustling West Street was not only open, but most of them were closed. There were no endless streams of cruise ships on the canal on the other side, and it was quiet.

Jiang Lingyue rode his horse and walked all the way to Ruolan Temple.

A few months ago, Jun Beiyi took Jiang Lingyue to West Street and once passed by Ruolan Temple.

At that time, there was a young monk who was quarreling in front of Ruolan Temple, who made a lot of money from Jiang Lingyue.

Jiang Lingyue has always been a so-called national temple just a professional money fraudster. She looked down on her very much. Unexpectedly, one day, she had to come to ask others in person.

Jiang Lingyue stopped his horse under the big locust tree at the entrance of Ruolan Temple, jumped down, ran to the entrance of the temple, and knocked on the door loudly.

"Open the door!"

"Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb, open the door!"

Jiang Lingyue slapped the door a few times, and found that no one answered the door, and did not bother her. She climbed the wall next to her and climbed over the wall inside.

A little monk with an umbrella was walking through the front yard to open the door when he ran into such a wet female ghost jumped off the wall.

The little monk was startled and widened his eyes and found that the female ghost had a face and feet. She was not a ghost but a chicken that was soaked in the heart. So he opened his mouth and said, "This female donor, after climbing over the wall in the middle of the night, is it going to rob wealth or lust?"

The naughty child looked only seven or eight years old, probably because he had been in Buddhism for a long time, and his tone was full of meditation and righteousness that was inconsistent with his children of this age.

However, it’s a pity that it was the time when he changed his teeth. He slapped his teeth and said something everywhere, and he really had no prestige or solemnity.

Jiang Lingyue had a dark face and was soaked all over. She stood in front of such a child, looking like a female/spand who was about to rob the elementary school student halfway.

The female/she/rogue sneered, "Hey, boy, Chun, Gong, have you peeked at too many pictures? Still robbed/sex? Are you all your hair growing? Does it have that function?"

The young monk is still old. Although he doesn't know who he has learned nonsense with, his heart has not been polluted yet. He is a fake little gangster.

Now that fake gangsters meet real gangsters, they just need to stare at them.

Jiang Lingyue stretched out her wet hand, poked his head, and said, "Where is your host?"

The little monk: "The master is in seclusion."

Jiang Lingyue: "Let him come out."

The little monk: "This female donor, the master is in seclusion and no one is seen. Hey!"

Before the little monk could finish his words, Jiang Lingyue walked around her and walked in.

She walked through the yard and entered the first door. There was a large Buddha statue inside.

The surface of the Buddha statue is wrapped in gold, full of style. He is pinching a Buddha's handprint and silently staring at the late night intruder.
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