Chapter 538: incense white horse temple

"The next time you come to Fengtian, I invite you to eat," Yu Xiaoxiao sincerely invited Su Zhaodao: "The big bowl restaurant, we said it."
Su Zhao said: "The big bowl restaurant? This is the best restaurant in the city of Beijing?" The name seems to be a little worse.
"Yes," Jade Xiaoxiao nodded.
Gu Xinglang...
Jing Mo...
In addition to the bowl, the restaurant is really nothing!
Yu Xiaoxiao sat down and ate and said, "I will go to Baima Temple with Xiao Gu for a while, are you going?"
Jing Mo and Su Zhao said: "You have to go to the palace to see Suzaku Xinjun."
"Oh, that Azhao, go to the palace," said Yu Xiaoxiao, who waited for Su Zhao to speak.
Su Zhao went to the Suzaku Palace, and Yu Xiaoxiao took a bag of Wang Wei’s crispy broad beans. Gu Xinglang’s arms smashed a bag of peanuts, and two people took the big gang and gang out. .
Jing Mou looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, and brought the money to Miss Ladies, and whispered to the small novel: "Currently, Chiyang City is not quite flat."
Yu Xiaoxiao did not understand the meaning of Jing Mo and said: "Not too flat? Someone will come to me and Xiao Gu dry?"
Jing Mo had to take a finger and pointed to Miss Qian.
"She is a daughter-in-law of Xiaozhuang," Yu Xiaoxiao immediately emphasized with Jing Mo: "You have to grab, our friends have nothing to do."
Jing Mo is very helpless, why should he look at a business woman?
Looking at the scene and not talking, Yu Xiaoxiao was a little anxious, whispered: "I really look at it?"
Jing Mo said: "I mean, it may be unsafe for you to take them to the streets." So, should the Princess of the Princess be able to understand it?

Is not safe?
Yu Xiao's novel:
Is there any danger in me? When I came to Chiyang City these days, I always want them to see what Chiyang City looks like.

Jing Mo looked at the team and said, "What about it?"
Yu Xiao's novel: "He said that she doesn't like to watch, saying that the city under the sun is a square gate, and nothing can be seen."
Jing Mo said: "This is a bit reasonable."
"She is a menopause, the world is not in her eyes," Yu Xiaoxiao: "Where does her point make sense? Is there a big bowl restaurant in Chiyang City?"
Jing Mo said: "Let's go." This kind of dialogue, the more he said, the more tired he was.
"Starting," Yu Xiaoxiao greeted the little friends.
Some shops in the streets of Chiyang City have been opened for sale, and there are some pedestrians, but they are much worse than when they were prosperous.
Ms. Qian took a ride on the side of Jade Little, and she was not able to look at the city of Chiyang. In the eyes of Miss Qian, the city of Chiyang could not compare with the Fengjing City where they worshiped Fengtian.
Jade novel: "I didn't see it, you are still a patriot."
Miss Qian said: "I am telling the truth.
"Pull it down," said Yu Xiaoxiao. "There have been people who have just played here. The emperors have changed people. Have you allowed people to be bleak for a while?"
Ms. Qian is not happy: "How do I spend the money I have with me?" Just a few shops on a street, what street is she going to visit?
Jade novel: "You don't give me more money, I am poor."
Miss Qian Da does not say anything, not to go with this. The emperor's daughter, crying poorly with her merchant, every day, can't bear this kind of thing.
After a group of people turned into the street where Baima Temple was located, the pedestrians on the street suddenly increased. The pedestrians still helped the old and the young, and the whole family was dispatched.
Yu Xiaoxiao asked Gu Xinglang: "What is going on here? Isn't it clear that it is dead?"
Gu Xinglang said: "They are giving tribute to the Baima Temple."
"what?"
"Send water and eat."
An old woman walked with her little grandson from the small side of Jade. The wind blew a blue cloth covering the basket. Yu Xiaoxiao saw a lot of white-faced hoes in the basket.
"Don't say anything," Gu Xinglang and Yu Xiaoxiao.
In the face of the power of faith, what can Jade Xiaoxiao say?
In the large incense burner in front of the White Horse Temple, it was filled with incense sticks, and many pilgrims bowed in front of the temple.
When Jing Mo saw the open temple door, his face was sinking and he said, "How did the temple door open?"
Zhou Ning, who took the soldiers to guard the White Horse Temple, saw the small man of Yu Xiaoxiao in the long distance. At this time, he had already met the front of Gu Xinglang. The hand was a ceremony, and Christine said: "Gu Yuma."
Gu Xinglang got off the horse and rushed Zhou Ning back after a ceremony. When he reached out and wanted to help Xiaoyu to dismount, Yu Xiaoxiao had already jumped off his horse.
Zhou Ning can guess that Gu Xinglang’s hand to help is definitely the exquisite princess of Fengtian. Didn't dare to look up at Yu Xiaoxiao, General Zhou just bent his waist more and said: "The Princess will be seen at the end."
"You're welcome," Jade's novel: "Are you General Zhou Ning? I have seen you fight, I feel that even without the help of me and Xiao Gu, you can also take the soldiers to break the city gate."
Zhou Ning... Is this boasting him?
Jing Mo went to the front of Zhou Ning at this time, and he asked: "How do you open the temple door?"
Zhou Ning was busy returning to Jing Mo's words: "The big prince did not know. Last night, many people attacked the temple gate, and they were clamoring to enter the temple. They were afraid of the people's life. The following purpose was opened."
Jing Mo did not talk to Zhou Ning again, and Zhou Ning nodded and walked to the White Horse Temple. When you encounter such a thing, you should kill a hundred. Li Luo is so kind and soft. Can he really count on this help to deal with Mo?
"We went to the temple to see," Gu Xinglang said with Zhou Ning.
Zhou Ning was busy leaving the road and said: "Two please."
In Baima Temple, the people are far more than the soldiers who guard here. The small and small Buddha temples are full of cigarettes, and the good men and women who are in front of the Buddha are in constant stream. If you neglect the soldiers in the temple, this White Horse Temple looks no different from the weekdays.
"The master," the guardian pointed to a Buddhist temple to let Jing Mo look.
In this Buddhist temple, there are many monks sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha.
Jing Mo smiled coldly and whispered: "It seems that these people are holding their hands."
The head of the guard said: "There are so many people guarding them, what are they afraid of?"
Jing Mo locked his brow and made the White Horse Temple as usual. Then Mo asked that he would no longer come from the Yongsheng Temple to send the national teacher. How should Li Luo explain to these people? This new prince really does not know, a moment of soft heart, endless trouble?
At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao asked Miss Qian to go around with Li Wei. She and Gu Xinglang took the big masters to the warehouse.
The big master is born with a mouth, and with a small novel: "Princess, you throw things away here, you don't care? What if the birthday ceremony is black?"
Jade novel: "Impossible."
The big master said: "What if?"
"Then I will dismantle the temple," Yu Xiaoxiao said, "This is impossible."
Dadang said: "Well, Buddha bless you."
At the front of the storeroom, there were soldiers guarding the guards. They saw the gangs coming to the warehouse and were busy blocking them.
The former pirates played one by one, and the four monks were squatted on the ground, tied with a string of ropes, and the mouth was blocked. The warehouse was allowed to freely enter and exit.
To the reader:
The third is more.