National Luck: Play as a judge at the beginning, teammate Xiao Daji

"Really? That's great."

Master Bei also had a happy face.

"What is the font on this plaque? What dynasty did it come from?"

"People who come to this temple to pray for blessings, what are they praying for?"

"Is this wild world the one in the myth of the Dragon Kingdom?"

With three questions in a row, Mr. Pei's speech speed became faster and faster. He was really excited when he could watch it.

But Xiaosi's expression turned into a constipated face.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to liven up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room, and also accumulate some popularity for himself.

But did not expect.

As a foreigner, Mr. Pei asked three professional questions in a serious manner.

With my level of not reading Journey to the West twice, it's okay to just make up a little story about learning from the scriptures. There is no place to start with this kind of specific problem.

"Is Master Bei so professional?"

Ju Zuo also looked at him in surprise.

"I love the culture of the Dragon Kingdom very much, especially those wonderful myths and stories. Whether it's the way of architecture, the typeface, or the ups and downs of the people of that era, these are all cultural heritage, and I like them all."

Mr. Bei nodded.

"Hahaha, it seems that next time we will invite a few more Buddhist and Taoist masters to come and help us answer these questions."

With a natural smile, Bingbing brushed off the topic.

She stared at Xiaosi without leaving a trace.

This guy obviously couldn't pretend well, but he insisted on pretending hard.

If I hadn't brought this topic up unanimously, then the whole world would probably laugh at it. The people of Long Kingdom don't even understand their own culture.

Although he didn't want to lose this person, Bingbing still had to admit that the things contained in the ancient culture of the Dragon Kingdom were indeed too complicated and difficult.

Yin Bai looked at the temple, but was also at a loss.

He didn't know where this temple came from, nor why the Shi people brought him to this place.

Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, this temple is indeed full of spiritual power.

Even the B-level beasts I encountered before didn't have as much spiritual power as this temple.

"Never mind him, go in and have a look."

Yin Bai muttered in a low voice.

Because she was holding Xiao Daji in her arms, she couldn't free her hands.

Yin Bai simply kicked the door directly.

The two wooden doors opened in response.

A bunch of eminent monks in the real world also fell to their knees at the same time.

"Sin, sin, Buddha, don't blame Buddha, don't blame him."

This kick seemed to kick in the hearts of these old monks. They swallowed quick-acting heart-relief pills one by one, and kept mumbling in their mouths.

This Messenger Temple is not very big.

Entering the door is a small yard.

The vegetation inside is dead, but through the remains of the vegetation, it can be deduced that it was vibrant before.

Facing the gate is the main hall of the temple.

Yin Bai didn't stay in the courtyard for a long time, and he walked to the door with little Daji in his arms and kicked again.

The hearts of the eminent monks were constricted again by this kick, and the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill seemed to be running out.

Door open.

There is only one golden statue in the main hall.

The human body with a pig's head, wearing auspicious clouds, lying half-lying on the ground, with its chest exposed and its belly exposed, has a simple and honest look with a smile on its face.

The moment Yin Bai saw the statue, the slightest doubt in Yin Bai's heart disappeared.

Who else could have this classic look besides Bajie?

And under the statue, a golden rake is floating in the air