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Chapter three hundred and fifty first prayer card

If the Yun Yizhu in front of him turned around, the bright redness on Xiaotan's face would definitely appear, as if she had applied good rouge.

When he arrived at the palace gate, the carriage that Yan Zhou had arranged in advance was already waiting there. Yun Yizhu got on the carriage, and now it was covered with ice silk. It was just sitting in the carriage and felt a little cool. In such a weather, it was undoubtedly very enjoyable, and there were all snacks and tea inside, which immediately gave up Yun Yizhu, who originally wanted to go out and ride a horse, immediately gave up his thoughts.

In this kind of weather, it’s better to stay in the carriage.

Maybe the place I went was a bit far away. Yun Yizhu had already eaten two plates of pastries in the carriage, and drank a pot of tea. It was convenient to go there halfway. When I was bored, I lay on the car window and chatted with the few people outside for a while, and then the carriage slowly stopped.

"It's finally here." Yun Yizhu stretched in the carriage, then lifted the curtain and jumped down, and Xiao Tan also got off the carriage.

Yun Yizhu looked at the door in front of him, and the words "Huikong Zen Temple" were written on the big words, and the expectation and praise in his heart were swallowed back to his stomach. The smiles he had prepared immediately disappeared, and only the words "fuck" appeared in his heart.

She turned around and looked at the few people for no reason, then asked in confusion: "Is this temple you brought me to?"

Xuan Lin smiled and said, "We don't know if we are here in a Zen temple. These are all prepared by Yan Zhou. He said he wanted to give you a surprise."

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows with an unknown expression and looked at Xuan Lin who sold him. He did not explain much, but held Yun Yizhu's hand and said, "Come with me."

I don't know why, but I was quite looking forward to it, but Yun Yizhu, who was a little disappointed after seeing them coming to a temple, saw Yan Zhou's appearance, and began to look forward to it again. She felt that Yan Zhou would not disappoint her.

Yan Zhou pulled her around and walked for a while. Yun Yizhu then realized that the place where Yan Zhou wanted to take her to was not in the Zen temple, but the opposite. As they walked further and further, they found that there were more and more people here than the pilgrims at the Zen temple just now.

Moreover, the temples are generally built on high mountains, with the gate facing the mountain gate, but Huikong Zen Temple is different. The way to the Zen Temple is on its side door, and the main gate of the Zen Temple is the road they are walking on.

Just a few hundred meters away, Yun Yizhu finally saw what Yan Zhou wanted her to see, a very tall and lush phoenix tree with a fiery red color on it. From a distance, it seemed like a red sea filled the eyes, and it was about to burn you into it.

But as we approached, it slowly emerged that these reds were not the color of the flowers of the phoenix wood. At this time, the flowering period of the phoenix wood has passed, and it is impossible that the phoenix wood is still blooming. The red on it is all red ropes, with red prayer cards tied at both ends of the red rope, hanging one by one on the branches of the phoenix wood.

With the gentle caress of the breeze, these prayer cards swayed gently, just like the flowers of the phoenix tree, making people feel very magnificent and shocking.

Yun Yizhu could no longer feel the pedestrians passing by, or as they approached, the phoenix tree was filled with various vendors selling incense, candles, prayer cards, and prayer papers, and sometimes one or two fortune tellers were mixed with the Taoist priests.

Only the phoenix tree in her eyes, the extremely tall and lush phoenix tree with branches and leaves stretching out, and the red area almost burned her eyes.
Chapter completed!
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