shock!The eldest daughter, she tore up the script of the wealthy cannon fodder

Changqing noticed her sudden look, and his gaze shifted to the winding mountains.

"Miss Jiang is more stable than her peers. Female donors like you rarely have such a look on their face."

He can tell.

She was not looking at the scenery, but at the vast sea behind the scenery.

Even a Taoist like him rarely realizes this way. She is clearly in her prime, but she has a sudden sense of vicissitudes of life.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, regained his thoughts, and smiled.

"Maybe it's because I read a lot of books and happen to know some occult arts. I know more than my peers."

Changqing nodded, did not continue to ask, and turned to look at the fine snow falling outside.

After watching for a while, Jiang Li suddenly said, "Can I ask the Taoist Priest a question?"

"Donor, please tell me."

"One hundred thousand incense money?!" I said "Whoosh" and rushed behind Changqing again, "Can the wing outside your viewing room be equipped with an air conditioner?!"

You have been interested in Taoist Priest Shuiyun since then, and it would be the worst if you didn't have the chance to see him now.

Jiang Li said: "Have they ever thought about publicity?"

Several people around the table ate their meals in silence.

Changqing took a few steps back, his expression less profound.

Chang Rong was speechless. He stood on the corridor with his mouth open and spoke.

Changqing glanced at you, his eyes darkening a little.

Jiang Li glanced at me while holding the bowl and chopsticks, and said calmly: "Jiang Yan, our ancestors should be more careful when speaking on their feet, but -"

"hiss--"

"He means Taoist Master Shuiyun?"

Before Jiang Li finished speaking, Jiang Yan bit his own tongue.

"This..." Jiang Li asked back, "Has the Avenue Chief encountered the previous situation?"

"It's related, we will meet by chance."

"Ah?!" Chang Rong chased after him in disappointment.

Changqing frowned and thought for a while.

"It's a pity." Changqing shook his head heavily, "Master has just been in seclusion for the past two days. I'm afraid it's not suitable to see guests today."

"Senior brother, there are more pilgrims here in one noon than in the next few days combined. That donor Jiang is really your lucky star."

My eyes were originally small and watery, but now they were as big as copper bells.

Maybe Su Yinwan’s too?

"Some extremely powerful magic circles can be used, or..." Changqing took a deep look at Lu Jie, "That person is not the same person anymore."

"Can you just install air conditioning in your room? Both he and the master can go to bed."

It can be seen that the incense in our temple is not strong.

How could you have thought of that?

Changsong laughed twice and said, "Senior Brother Changrong, there are many pilgrims here today, and none of the male donors donated 100,000 incense money!"

Jiang Li also finished shopping and took Ji Yanbai back.

The dishes outside are all wild vegetables native to the Taoist temple, which are fresh and delicious.

Lu Jie nodded and looked at the feng shui land full of spiritual power, feeling pity.

The snow stopped before noon.

Now I happened to come to this Taoist temple and met a Taoist priest with good Taoism. Maybe he can give me the answer I want.

Changqing waved to me and said, "Come and have a meal."

But Jiang Yan was used to eating so blandly and kept complaining a lot.

Changrong: "Humph."

The description of "Xianfeng Daogu" is an exaggeration.

"You are very knowledgeable. Do you know what would happen if a person's numerology suddenly breaks down and goes to a different extreme than the original one?"

"Don't think about it, this money is reserved for the grandpa to build a golden body."

Changqing eats soft and hard food, "So he has done too much homework. If he uses less exercise, he will be afraid of heat like you and Master."

The seven of them walked around Qianshan for a while. Jiang Li also basically understood the situation of the Taoist temple, so he was no longer curious.

Yes.

Changqing took you around the Taoist temple again, and then invited you to have a vegetarian meal.

Jiang Li was startled.

You noticed it when you pulled back.

"I've tried it. You and Junior Brother Changsong have gone up the mountain many times this year, but the results have been very small. There are only a few people who came here with you today, Sister Jiang."

"Xiangxiang is also a business. As Sister Jiang has seen, your Shuiyun Temple business is not bad."

Changqing smiled meaningfully, said something, lifted up his robe and stepped back to the outside.

Jiang Li was not disappointed, but he still smiled and said:

Changqing let out a long sigh.

After coming here, you often heard He Yun mention that Taoist Shuiyun.

"Senior brother," the big guy said in a gluttonous voice, "It's very noisy outside today. Is there someone here? Didn't you receive the incense money? Can't we install an air conditioner in your room?"

Surprisingly, some pilgrims came to the temple.

The smell of blood immediately spread in my mouth, and I jumped up and down the room in pain.

"Yes, senior brother, he definitely knows that when Master goes into retreat, this guy is so lazy. He even got out of bed for the past two days and kept shouting hot until noon."

"The hexagrams are artificial, and a person's life trajectory is generally determined. Usually people do not have extraordinary luck and ability, so the possibility of reversing their destiny is very small, but it is not impossible."

"Maybe." Changqing said, "Guo Pindao has been growing up in the temple since he was a child. He often goes to the mountains. If there is any opportunity for experience, if the donor has no problem, the master who said he is Ding Pindao cannot answer your questions."

But the moment I climbed down the mountain and saw Taoist Master Shuiyun, I was shocked by his temperament.

Extremely heavy.

"Changqing Avenue Master, look at their grandpa's spiritual power, his spiritual power is so bad, his practice is so bad, and the scenery in the seven weeks is wrong, how can anyone come?"

Jiang Yan was much quieter in front of him. He only ate all the food and even bowed devoutly twice before finishing.

A small part of the golden statue of the Patriarch placed in the hall has fallen off, and the eaves are also precarious, barely able to escape the wind and cold.

"Does he know who the male donor of the incense money is?"

Chang Rong's eyes opened with a "swish".

In order to rest, I chose several Taoist temples one after another to compare.

In Su Yinwan's case, she read many ancient books but couldn't find any answer.

After Changqing saw off the people, he went back and saw Changsong walking happily.

Changqing frowned and was about to go to Changrong's room to scold me when he saw me rubbing my eyes and opening the door and coming out.

"The ancestor's spirit is a spirit, but the location of Shuiyun Mountain is remote and a few people know about it. In addition, the incense of several small temples in the capital has always been strong, so there will be even more people coming to your place."

But why did you go the exact same path as in the book?

That Taoist temple was the one I wanted to consider the most because it was too remote and dilapidated.

Your numerology has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Is it because your soul is not the original one?

Changqing lifted Fuchen and hit his head hard, and Shi Shiran walked back.

Moreover, the other party's conversation was not quality, which made me very comfortable. In addition, the situation was still wrong, and no fans would know and disturb me, so I finally decided on it.

"Is Changrong still getting up?"