Chapter 69: Fishing Xian Qiang will meet Prince

"open--"
With a long sigh of breath, the red brocade fell to the ground. Thousands of people, bursting out of the sky to cheer.
This is a statue of the Golden Prince. One hand smashing the sword and one hand smashing the flowers means
sitting the power of the world, not losing the heart of flowers
. The face of the gods is soft and beautiful, with long eyebrows, good lip lines, and slightly raised lips, like laughing and laughing. To say passionate and not contemptuous, the road is ruthless but not indifferent, it is a compassionate and beautiful face.
This is the entire eighth thousand Prince Hall in the country of Xianle.
Three years in the sky, there were 8,000 temples on the ground. Such an unprecedented pursuit of enthusiasm is absolutely unprecedented, no one after the end, a single.
But the Eighth Thousand Temple is not the most luxurious statue of the Prince. On the Tai Cang Mountain, the mountain that was inhabited by His Royal Highness under the Prince’s Principality has now been named
Prince Peak
. It was there that the first Xianle Palace was built. After the first statue of the Prince was cast, it was also there, and was unveiled by the Lord. That statue of the Prince is up to five feet, and the craft is more expressive. The whole body is made of pure gold, which is a real "golden body".
In the Xianle Palace, the pilgrims are lingering and breaking through the threshold. The zen ding in front of the temple is full of short and short, and the merit box is taller and more honest than the general merit box in the temple, because if it is not done bigger, it will often be filled for worship in less than a day. Later people I can't vote in it. As soon as I entered the view, there was a pool of clear water, which was also filled with coins. The shimmering light shimmered, and several old turtles in the pool were beaten by the coins of the pilgrims on the stone bridge every day. Dare to poke in, how the Taoists discourage visitors is useless. The high red walls of the palace are filled with plum blossoms, and the branches are bound with countless bright red blessings, a flower in the sea, the red belt fluttering in the wind, and the city is bustling.
Within the hall, Xie Pity is sitting underneath his statue and overlooking everyone. No one can see him, but he can sit and watch the pilgrims talk about it:
"Why didn't there be a futon in the temple of the Prince?"
"Yeah, the Lord also said that you can't be jealous. This is all open. Can't you think what is going on?"
One person said: "You are the first to come back to Xianle Palace. The Xianle Palace is like this. After I heard that my Royal Highness has soared, I dreamed of giving many temples a wish, watching the Lord, and saying that the other person does not have to be jealous. So, in the Prince’s Hall, There is no place to worship."
Although everyone could not see him, but thank you for nodding. Who knows, the other few people laughed: "What is the truth? Isn't the gods brought in?"
Thank you for your pity. I heard someone agree: "Yeah, you must be jealous. If you look at it, you will be sincere!"
"It doesn't matter if there is no futon, let's kneel on the ground."
So, one took the lead, and immediately, a large piece of the surrounding was followed by the ground. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded outside the temple hall, facing the gods, bowing bye, one after another, with words in the mouth, secretly wishing to pray. Thanks for the silence, he quietly hid, and said: "Well, take it slowly."
In the next moment, countless noisy vocal waves rushed toward him from all directions.
"Seeking high school! High school! This year must be high school! In the middle of the year!"
"Travel safe!"
"My girl who is fancy is looking at my brother, please make him ugly, beg you."
"Fuck, I don't believe that I still can't give birth to a big fat boy!!!"
. . . Ask for anything, thank you for listening to the head as big as a fight, and quickly compare it to a slap, to isolate the sound. Here he was quiet in his ear, only to hear a scream, a black man rushed out from behind the temple with his hands on his ears and snarled: "What are these ghosts!!!"
The pilgrims also unaware of the appearance of this person and continue to bow down. Thanks apologetically, patted his shoulder and smiled: "Faith, hard work."
The incense of Xianle Palace is so strong, and the pray that can be heard every day is more than a thousand. In the beginning, he also stormed with a novelty, no matter how small, and personally, and then there were too many people to pray, and part of it was thrown to the wind and love. Which ones are within his responsibilities and which ones can be ignored. After the two have finished, they will be screened out and given to them.
After the love is over, he will report it to him. He never complains, but the wind letter can't always understand. Why do some people love to beg, and even the house
harmony is also coming to Xianle Palace. Xie Li is Wu Shen, where can I manage this kind of thing? In the long run, other priests have also made a lot of opinions, alluding to the fact that they occupy the pits. If you can't control, you still have to believe in the past. There is nothing to say. The hand that keeps the ear on the wind can't let go, although it is useless to rub the ear. He said: "His Royal Highness, why are you so many female believers!"
Thanks to the hands and sleeves, sitting in the fragrant clouds, smiled and said: "How many female believers are not good? Beauty is like a cloud, pleasing to the eye."
The wind is stunned: "It's not good at all. Female believers seem to have no other desires than to ask for a good son to marry a son all day. Nothing is serious. I saw them hurting my brain!"
Thank you, you are going to pick up the words. Suddenly, the crowd is commotion. The two looked out of the temple and only heard someone press the voice: "The little mirror king is coming, go quickly! The little mirror king is coming!"
When I heard the words "Little Mirror King", everyone seemed to hear the "Great Devil", all of them were shocked and stunned. In the twinkling of an eye, like a tornado crossing, the pilgrims who were originally worshipping the gods escaped seven or eight. Shun, a young man dressed in a cloak and a luxurious attire, holding a glass of glazed lights in his hands, stepped past the threshold and swayed in. I don’t look at those eyes. This boy’s appearance is similar to that of thanking me. When I look at those eyes, I feel that he is too open and beautiful, not who is sad and who is it?
Today, the grace is also seventeen and eighty years old. He has opened his face and has been suffocated, and he has a few noble men. He entered the door, but he did not allow his followers to come in. He held the lamp in his hands and stepped into the temple. He smashed the cloak and smashed it on the clean ground. He lifted the lamp over his head and worshipped it a few times. The two men on the top of the platform looked at each other, and Feng Xin snorted, thanking him for understanding the impatience in his eyes.
Three years ago, when Xie Li left the Imperial City to go out for a cloud tour, Grace was still in confinement. After returning, he did not have time to see this cousin. In the night of his sleep, he flew in a boom. Within these three years, Xie pity gave parents, national teachers and other people a lot of dreams, and also asked for grace once, telling him that he must be kind to others from now on, astringent, can not be nonsense. Therefore, Grace was very active in participating in the construction of the temple and temple, donating merits and offering lamps.
Although he worked hard and was pious, he still got some trouble from time to time. He was so tired that he would go down and clean up the mess. Therefore, thank you can understand why the letter is impatient.
Over there, Grace finished, and complained a bit: "Prince cousin, this is the fifth hundred lights I gave you. I am so loyal to you as a younger brother. When will you come to see me? Give me another It’s okay to have a dream. The uncle’s aunt also reads you tightly, and you ignore us. It’s really high and cold.

He did not find the wind letter and stood next to him to remind him: "You must not pay attention to him. The emperor told you that it is not a major incident, the official must not show the spirit in front of the mortal. The relatives must especially avoid."
Thanks to the pity: "Reassured, I naturally know."
Grace held the lamp and stood up, took a pen, and bowed down to write the words on the lamp. Xie and Feng Xin had a psychological shadow on him, and couldn't help but look together to see what he wrote. Seeing that it is normal, the Guotai Min'an winds and rains, not praying for a certain family to be beheaded at the door of the vegetable market, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the grace of writing a regular rule, thankful can't help but think of another thing.
When Rong Rong came home with her mother, once, a group of nobles and nobles accompanied the Tai Cangshan to pray. The mother of Grace is the one who fled back to the people. I didn’t dare to come out to meet people, but I also wanted to pray for my son, let him have a long experience, not to be in a place with his own, and become a frog at the bottom of the well, then he would like to call the Queen. On the face.
Although it has been as low-key as possible, the scandal of the nobility has always been faster than the arrow of the wing. Which of the imperial cities does not know what happened to his mother and son? Therefore, the aristocratic children on the road consciously excluded the grace and did not talk to him. Thanks for seeing the swing running up to play, all the children of the same age played with him, taking turns to help the Highness of the Prince to push the swing, and take pride in it. When praying to the highest place, when he bowed his head inadvertently, he saw the sadness hiding behind the shadow behind his mother, exploring a head and looking up at him with envy.
When they arrived at the Shenwu Temple, the adults sold the lights. They first asked the national teachers to sign, unsign, and talk, leaving a group of children to play in the Shenwu Temple for small lights. Grace first met the Queen, I do not know that the Queen has helped his mother and son for a trip, see those lights are exquisite and beautiful, but also want to pray for the lights. He is young and doesn't know much. He asks people how to write a blessing that wishes the mother. A few children of the same family with the graceful family often hate him at home. They are influenced by their elders and feel that their mother and son have lost their faces, so they deliberately deceive him. Thanks to God, I wrote my own lamp, put down the pen, and heard someone laughing and laughing in the back. I laughed very badly. When I looked back, I saw a handful of ink, and I held a lamp like a baby. The land is ready to be supplied. On that lamp, he twisted and wrote the nine words "I wish to return to heaven with my mother."
Thanks to the scene, he fell off the lamp and thundered.
He was not big at the time, but he scared all the aristocratic teenagers to the ground and did not dare to speak. After the fire broke out, Xie Pity personally wrote a light to Grace, and no one dared to break it. Later, when he went down the mountain, he went to play the swing again. This time, Grace ran out from behind the Queen and took the initiative to push him behind the swing. He was shorter than Xie, but he pushed it very hard, but he looked up to him below, but his eyes changed from envy to worship. Later, it became the tail of the pity, and all the day was followed by the "Celebrity Cousin".
It must be admitted that the once gracefulness is still a relatively normal person, and I don’t know what is going on, the longer it is. However, in the past three years, there have been too many people and things to be concerned about, and I have no time to pay attention to the old people. I don’t know if he has grown up.
Thinking of this, Grace has already finished the lamp and is ready to quit the temple. Who knows, retreating, but hit a person behind him. Graceful, awkwardly turned, and looked at it without looking at it: "What stuff? You blinked or stood dead and didn't know how to let it go?"
This mouth, thank you and the wind letter both plaques, the heart said: "No change. Still the same!"
Perhaps it was because I lived with my father before the age of five, and it was inevitably contaminated with the temperament of the city and the temperament of my father. Even if the Queen later patiently taught the grace, he was excited, in the words of the national teacher - Still "the original shape is exposed." Blocking the sadness is a ragged youth, twenty-four, carrying a simple bag, a pair of straw shoes almost no end, no dust, no servant. However, although the young man looked pale, his lips were dry and his cheekbones were slightly sunken, the facial features were very lenient, thin and not weak, and his eyes looked awkward. "Where is this place?"
Grace said: "This is Xianle Palace, Prince Hall!"
The man muttered: "Prince's Temple? Prince? Is this really the palace?" He saw the statue inside the temple, and was reflected in the clear gold, and asked, "Is this gold?"
He actually saw that the palace was too gorgeous and regarded the temple as a palace. There was a waiter who came forward to drive away. "Of course it is gold. The Prince's Hall is the Prince's Temple, not the Prince's Palace of the Royal Palace! You don't even know where this is, where are the wild people?"
That person said: "Where is the palace?"
Grace squinted: "What do you ask for this?"
The other party seriously said: "I am going to the palace to see the king. I have something to tell him."
Grace and a few waiters laughed, and the face was scornful. "Where is the country, what do you want to go to the palace? See you again, you will see you when you say it? At the palace, you I am afraid that even the door will not enter."
The man did not move for ridicule, saying: "I try. Maybe you can."
Grace laughed and said: "Then go and try it." As he raised his hand, he deliberately pointed him in the opposite direction. The humanity said: "Thank you." He carried his back bag and turned and walked outside. Going to the stone bridge, suddenly stopped and looked down. Through the clear pool water, you can see the layers of coins at the bottom of the pool.
The young man seemed to think for a moment, and the next moment, he turned over the bridge and jumped off the pool.
He was very strong in his hands. After jumping into the pool, he bent over and grabbed the coins at the bottom of the pool and stuffed them into his arms and pockets. Because I have never seen anyone who dares to grab even the money of God, I can see both the pity and the wind. The grace was also a glimpse, and then I was so angry that I rushed to the bar and shouted: "I
Fuck
! What are you doing?! Hurry up and pull him up! I am really fucking
!!!!"
Several attendants quickly jumped into the water to pull the people. Who knows, this young man is a skill player, punching and kicking, but no one has won him. Grace is violently thundering on the top, and a group of people in the middle of the road are helpless. The young man took a heavy coin and prepared to climb the shore with his bag. Who knows that stepping on the moss, the soles of his feet slipped, and he slammed into the water and slammed into the sky. The waiters took the opportunity to stop him and twisted to the shore. Graceful legs are one foot, shouting: "You dare to steal this money!"
When you lift your legs, the wind letter stands by, optimistic about the timing, and the first gear is so strong that this foot is fierce, but actually it is not heavy on the other side. Although she couldn't see him beside him, she always felt that something was wrong. It seemed that she was being crushed by a ghost. It was such a feeling that she was kicking seven or eight feet. It was a bit depressed. The young man did not know if he had smashed the water and coughed a few times. He said: "This money is also placed in the pool. Why can't I take it to save people?"
Grace did not play very well, finally annoyed, said: "Who are you saving? Who are you? Where are you coming from?"
He asked this question, but he wanted to give this young man a crime and invest in the prison. The young man was a solid eye and replied: "My name is Lang Ying, I live in Yongan, there is a drought, there is no water, the crops can’t grow, everyone I have not eaten, no money. There is water, food, money, gold statues, and money in the water, why can't we give it to us?"
Yong'an is a big city in Xianle Country. Xie Pui stood up and looked dignified. He said: "Fengxin, recently there was a drought in Yongan? Why didn't I hear?"
Fengxin turned back and said: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it. Would you ask me later?"