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Chapter 290 The Tenth Task: The Unlucky Traveling Woman (88)

The stiff atmosphere finally ended when Du Ji roasted the hare and asked everyone to eat together. At that time, Ran Wang had already been coaxed by Feng Buyu, and he had a smile on his face again, and even told Chen Wang that he didn't mean it. Yes, let him not take it to heart.

Dust King would not mind, in fact, the insulting words of Ran Wang and Li You did not cause any waves in his heart, he just felt puzzled and strange because she spoke for him, he knew, After telling her about her tragic life experience that day, she has always been sympathetic to herself.

but…

Growing up, there were many people who sympathized with him, but because of his identity, no one really wanted to be friends with him, and no one spoke for him. Even if they spoke for him, it was for other purposes. He couldn't tell what her purpose was, because there was no such stupid person in the world who would offend a prosperous prince because of an unpopular person.

He knew that if King Ran hadn't thrown those talismans on the ground, she would not have coaxed him.

He also knew that he was good-looking, but her eyes were only filled with surprise, but not fanaticism or possession.

She is sincerely thinking about him, sincerely standing up for him, and sincerely being friends with him, and she is also being friends with him regardless of anything in return.

friend!

She considers him a friend!
Dust King's heart trembled.

This feeling is like drinking a sip of ice-cold water in summer, as if the whole person has been comforted, comfortable and at ease, as if he has inexhaustible water in the desert, no matter what Wherever you go, you can drink anytime, anywhere.

The Dust King liked this feeling very much.

The Night King was not in a good mood, because he felt that Feng Buyu paid too much attention to King Chen, helped him stand up without saying anything, and even offended King Mingran for him. Did Feng Buyu like King Chen?
Thinking of this possibility, the Night King was in a bad mood.

In his mind, the King of Dust is a self-willed and depraved person, not worthy of his distraction, if Feng Shuyu really likes the King of Chen, it would be too ridiculous, so he told the Jade King of this idea "Now I still regard Ms. Zhou as my younger sister, but she is too kind to Chen Wang. I don't want her to like Chen Wang. Chen Wang can't do anything, so he can't do anything at all."

"Ziqing." Yu Wang hesitated and said, "Do you really regard Miss Zhou as your younger sister?"

"Of course." The Night King said without any hesitation.

"Then why do you feel uncomfortable when she gets close to Dust King?"

"Didn't I say that the Dust King is not good enough for her?"

"But…"

"No but, I don't like her, I just regard her as my younger sister, and I have no other thoughts." The Night King said firmly, his tone full of affirmation.

King Yu sighed, and stopped talking, although he really wanted to say that the two of you are not related by blood.

After lunch, they continued on the road. After Xiao Ya got into the carriage, she apologized to Feng Buyu on Li You's behalf, saying that he didn't mean it. Even if you underestimate him, you can't make such a deliberate joke, so you said, "Why are you apologizing to me? He's talking about the dust king, not me."

Xiao Ya's face darkened, and she didn't say anything.When we arrived at Lingyin Temple at night, Feng Buyu saw Li You apologizing to King Chen, and King Chen said lightly that it was okay, he was not angry.

Feng Buyu felt a little better in his heart.

The magnificent Lingyin Temple is at the top of the mountain, and there is a narrow and steep ladder at the bottom. You can only step on half a shoe on the first step. At a glance, Lingyin Temple seems to be in the clouds, surrounded by white mist, just like a fairyland on earth.

"Just walk up like this?" Xiao Ya asked.

Next to it is a cliff with strange rocks, and various plants are climbing on the smooth stone wall, one by one, colorful, and when the breeze blows, it is the fragrance of green grass mixed with soil, which makes people shake all over.

The Night King and others tied the horses to a big tree beside them, and there was green grass under the tree, so the horses lowered their heads to graze.

"I can only go up like this." Ran Wang raised his eyebrows gloatingly, "This is the basic respect for Lingyin Temple."

Ever since he quarreled with the wind because of Li You's bad idea, Ran Wang felt deeply dissatisfied with Li You, and naturally he didn't like Xiao Ya, Li You's childhood sweetheart.

I didn't like it before, but now I hate it.

Xiao Ya frowned.

A group of people climbed up slowly and mightily. The six boys all had martial arts more or less, and their physical strength was not bad. No, she didn't have the time, and her legs started to tremble after only ten minutes of walking.

"How far is it?" Xiao Ya asked tremblingly.

"It may take two sticks of incense." Du Ji replied, Xiao Ya almost knelt down, but she didn't say anything when she saw the wind, and didn't want the Jade King to underestimate her, Xiao Ya gritted her teeth and persisted. After arriving outside the gate of Lingyin Temple on the top of the mountain, he sat down on the ground.

Halfway through the walk, it was already completely dark. Fortunately, the Night King brought out the night pearl, which illuminated the road ahead brightly.

In front of the gate of Lingyin Temple are two big stone lions. The door made of mahogany is hazy and far away under the reflection of the night pearl. King Ye stepped forward and knocked on the door, and the door opened quickly. Looking at them with a lantern, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. After saying Amitabha, he said, "Welcome all benefactors to Lingyin Temple."

"Excuse me, little master, is Master Loneliness here?" The Night King asked with a smile, and at the same time took the night pearl back into his arms. The little monk shook his head and said that Master Loneliness had gone out to travel, and he didn't know when he would return.

The Night King already knew about this before he came, so he said, "How long has the Lonely Master been away? About when he will return." He said, he took out the jade pendant from his arms and handed it to the little monk, and declared himself "I am He is the Night King of the capital, and he came here to ask Master Lonely to ask him to do something for him, and I hope the little master can write a letter to Master Lonely."

"It turns out to be His Highness the Night King." The young monk's expression immediately became solemn, and he bowed respectfully to the Night King before saying, "Master Loneliness has been gone for more than two months. Logically speaking, he should be back in the next few days. Ye His Royal Highness can live in the temple first, and the young monk will immediately pass on the letter to Master Feige."

"Then thank you, master."

"You can't be a master. The name of the monk is Falu. His Royal Highness Yewang can call me Falu." The little monk led them in and walked sideways.

There is a palace right after entering the door. Looking from the outside, you can see the Bodhisattva with half-closed eyes and a golden body, holding a purification bottle in his hand, with a look of compassion on his face. Several monks are meditating with their backs to them, and smoke curls under the light. When it rises, everything seems like a dream and cannot be seen clearly.

The little monk, Falu, led them around the hall. Along the way, they met many monks. They were dressed in cassocks, held wooden fish, and kept their eyes straight.

After walking through the corridor and passing through several arches, I came to a quiet and elegant place. At first glance, I saw a medium-sized yard with two rows of small wooden houses facing each other in the distance, all locked.There is a well in the yard, and moss grows on the well.There are evergreen trees planted on the left and right sides of the wooden house, with red ribbons hanging on the trees, blowing in the wind.

This is where Lingyin Temple pilgrims live. There are many empty rooms, but because they have to take care of each other, they share a room. Xiao Ya naturally shares a room with Feng Buyu, Night King and Jade King share a room, and Ran Wang and Du Ji's room, Chen Wang's and Li You's room.

Falu arranged them in a place near the edge, the house numbers were 42 to 45, and it was a coincidence that the room of Feng Buyu and Xiao Ya happened to be 44.

This number is unlucky.

A bad premonition faintly rose in Feng Buyu's heart.

Falu gave them the key to the door, and then said, "The temple is clean these days, and there are not many people coming, but rooms No. 13 and No. 14 are occupied by people, and their tempers are not very good. I hope His Highness the Night King Be patient."

"it is good."

The Night King nodded, and Falu added, "The dining hall is not far ahead. After leaving the courtyard, turn right and walk 50 meters forward."

"Ah."

"The little monk resigned. His Royal Highness the Night King can come to the little monk in the main hall if you need anything."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)