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

Changsong on the side: "......"

Anyway, I'm saying it behind people's backs.

He coughed slightly, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"Xiaoguan...is a bit crude."

Then he quickly looked at Jiang Li and said, "Miss Jiang, please come inside. Senior brother is waiting for you in the wing."

"it is good."

Entering the temple, Wen Jiaojiao kept turning her head and looking around, and asked as if she was on patrol:

"How long have you been observing the construction?"

Changsong actually replied seriously, "Donor Wen, it's been two hundred years."

"No wonder it looks so dated. How many people are there in there?"

"Including Master, there are four people in total."

Ji Yanbai on the side couldn't help but sigh.

Changrong held the purse as if holding some treasure, his eyes sparkling.

"Apart from him and the big bun just now, do they really have people in their Taoist temple? Why do they recruit less people? Bad Reqing."

Jiang Li didn't care.

The head glanced this way quickly, and then quickly retracted.

Jiang Li:?

"Bad...bad handsome!"

"Is he a good person?" Jiang Li grabbed my big hand.

"What kind of handsome guy is that? That's Changsong's senior brother Changqing."

"Only four!"

"That's right, you're not Chang Rong! Sister Xiannan deserves to be called Sister Xiannan, she's so bad!"

Jiang Li smiled, took out a purse and stuffed it into my pocket.

Why is Changsong a middle-aged woman, but my senior brother is a young handsome boy? !

Wen Jiaojiao became excited again.

So that’s not what I meant.

Wen Jiaojiao immediately got behind Chang Qing and started the hard teasing mode.

Wen Jiaojiao saw it with sharp eyes and shouted immediately.

It's hard for Feng Jian to agree.

Chang Rong thought that the male god sister actually knew him, and his eyes suddenly narrowed in excitement.

The eldest girl was very handsome, with a round face and a round head. She was chubby, and her narrow and loose robe was shriveled up by me.

"Chang Rong, why is he being naughty again? Stop scaring the guests."

Feng Jianjia shyly pulled her hair forward, and said sweetly in her throat: "Master, he is bad, I can't call you Jiaojiao."

When several people walked to the second entrance, a round head suddenly appeared from the pillar next to the end of the corridor.

This man wore the same robe, had the same bun, and had a whisk in his arms.

"Ah, there's a kid right there!"

Wen Jiaojiao:! ! !

"Wow!!! What a nice looking bag, thank you sister!"

I guess it's not the big guy behind me.

Just when you were bumping into each other, Changqing opened his mouth——

Wen Jiaojiao curled her lips.

Changsong sighed, "The funds are too sufficient, and there is no senior brother to take charge. In fact, I am in charge of all the big and small things in your temple."

Changqing then looked at Jiang Li, not confused.

Just when I was thinking about going somewhere else, I heard Changsong next to me suddenly shouting with joy——

It's like you've seen a living god.

"Senior Brother, it's okay for Sister Jiang to come to see Junior Brother. Don't delay him."

The difference is less than what you imagined.

Wen Jiaojiao was shaking Jiang Li's arm crazily and coughing.

Jiang Li nodded, "The foreigner is indeed quite wrong. His master refused?"

"Why did I see eight big buns in one go today? Please give me a squeeze."

"Sister Xiannan! Finally met him!"

"Yes."

Helpless, Jiang Li could only say stiffly with a straight face: "By the way, introduce someone to him. That's Wen Jiaojiao, who came with you."

When Changsong saw me clinging to Jiang Lishifang, he immediately remembered Changqing's warning and hurriedly pulled Changrong aside.

"Has he always stayed there? Where does his home come from?"

Look at my round head, small earlobes, and cloudy eyes. I really don’t have much bones.

Then, a big girl wearing a robe and a bun walked out of the pillar.

"Changqing Avenue Chief, he is very young this year. He has become a junior senior brother at such a young age. He is very bad."

The appearance of a young senior brother with gray hair and an immortal spirit suddenly appeared in Wen Jiaojiao's mind.

"Master said, as long as it benefits people, I will interfere."

Jiang Li was speechless, waved his hand and said, "I'm here to take care of you."

and many more.

"That Taoist priest is less naughty than Qi Duo Ye Qi Duo Ye."

It's like the world has come down.

But then he remembered that Chang Qing mentioned that he didn't have a senior disciple yet.

But the environment here is quite good. She felt it when she was halfway up the mountain. The air was very fresh and her whole body became lighter.

Wen Jiaojiao: "...?"

Changrong pouted, "You just want to talk to Sister Xiannan, they are so annoying!"

She originally thought that the Shuiyun Temple was very big, but it turned out that not only the temple was broken, but also the number of Taoist priests inside was pitifully small.

With that said, he walked outside the pavilion and finished setting up the venue.

Why do those hateful creatures hate the ice-hot Jiang Li? !

Chang Rong was not frightened by the exaggerated Feng Jianjia. He was even more frightened when he saw a yellow talisman stuck under your forehead. He took a step forward and threw himself into Jiang Li's arms.

Then I reached out my hand and picked up the talisman.

After Wen Jiaojiao's question was answered, this "immortal" came towards us.

Bad image scolded himself.

Feng Jianjia followed my line of sight and saw a person standing outside the pavilion nearby.

Chang Rong left with satisfaction after eating the candy.

"bad."

Changqing frowned slightly and shifted his gaze to the talisman above your head.

Ji Yan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, successfully getting a roll of the eyes from Wen Jiaojiao.

"We're here. You're already ready. You can't just stay out there, right?"

Wen Jiaojiao took a breath and grabbed Jiang Li's arm.

Seeing my slender white fingers covering the top of his head, and the elegant sandalwood scent coming out of my sleeves, Feng Jianjia felt very proud and burned her face.

Long eyebrows and starry eyes, outstanding grace.

"Sister, I really have nothing to do. Is it bad to have fun with him after I finish my work?"

——Just like what is shown in the TV series.

"That talisman... suits him very well."

"Is that friend of his feeling too well?"

At that moment, a gust of wind blew from somewhere and caught Wen Jiaojiao's eyes.

When you rubbed your eyes and managed to regain your sight, a beautiful woman with delicate features suddenly disappeared from your field of vision.

Feng Jianjia lost another pleasure and sighed several times.

Chang Qingyou nodded mischievously.

The other party heard the sound and turned around.

The Shuiyun Temple was old and big, but the people outside were competing one by one.

"Senior brother."

Changsong glanced at it, sighed and walked over.

It's completely incomparable to those in Beijing.

The meditation charm above your head whirls with the wind, but your heart remains calm no matter what.

So you patted the back of Wen Jiaojiao's hand.

You know that Feng Jian is a nymphomaniac in law, after all, he can drool over your seventh uncle.