Nightfall

The capital city of Qi is also raining. m

The slightly cold rain wets the ginkgo trees on the street and the clothes of pedestrians on the street. The ginkgo tree is still a long time away from the most beautiful moment. There are not many foreign tourists in the capital. The streets in the rain naturally seem a bit lonely. Occasionally, you can see the coolie pulling the car through the rain. The face full of wrinkles, only Seeing numbness and sinking, it is difficult to find the vivid upward breath of the Tang people.

After the **** crimes of previous years, Longhu Mountain broke its heritage. After the investigation, as Longqing returned to the Daomen, the status of the Xiling Temple in Qi State became more and more respected. The Taoist temples were overhauled everywhere, and the people ’s belief in Haotian Increasingly pious, but it is clear that the lives of the people are becoming more and more sad.

The Taoist Hall of the Xiling Temple is just north of the capital. The surface of the Taoist Hall is coated with white powder and inlaid with numerous gemstones. The cornices and the rain channel are coated with gold powder. It looks unusually dignified and solemn, but today ’s spring rain is really big. The gemstones are washed. It is extremely bright, but the Taoist Temple itself looks a little cold.

Where the deacon of the Taoist Temple is willing to guard the rain outside the temple, has long avoided the back door, under the cover of the rain, do not worry about being seen by believers, drinking wine and enjoying food.

Then a clear horseshoe sounded in the rain. A deacon lifted the access hole in the door and looked out, and saw a Shenjun black horse coming through the rain, dragging a very ordinary carriage behind.

The carriage stopped outside the door of the Taoist Temple.

In the compartment, Ning Que looked at Sang Sang and said: "It's a bit easy to catch a cold in the rain. Let's rest here first. Last time we left some medicine here. I don't know if it can be useful."

No matter how cold the rain is, how can Haotian catch cold? His statement seemed a bit ridiculous, but in fact, Sang Sang's face was pale and tired.

Sang Sang caught a cold after wandering through the rotten temple in the rain.

This matter is difficult to understand. Ning Que felt her body and did not find any problems, and the divine power in her body did not decrease, but she just caught a cold.

Only human beings will catch cold, and they will get old and die.

Sang Sang did not find it particularly uncomfortable. Unlike the trip that year, he was seriously ill and he coughed up blood, but felt a little dizzy. Some are sloppy, not interested in doing anything.

Ning Que didn't take it seriously at first, but then she discovered that her interest in food had decreased a lot, only to realize that this was really a big problem and became nervous.

He found a sea monk.

The monk watching the sea is also very nervous. Immediately notified the two former generations of monks Ning Que had seen in the three games of Washan, and the power of gathering the temples began to see Sansang.

Master Qishan is famous for his medical skills, and Lanke Temple inherited the master's methods. Naturally, it is many times stronger than the quack doctors in the world. The cure for Haotian is undoubtedly the greatest glory of Lanke Temple.

Lanke Temple was very nervous about this matter and mobilized all medical knowledge and abilities. I checked the medical books hidden in the temple, but in the end there was no way to prescribe the right medicine.

Because they couldn't find out at all, Sang Sang was sick.

Ning Que felt annoyed and grabbed the sea monk's shirt. She said that although she is a family member of a patient, even if she is terminally ill, she will definitely not make trouble, just want to know what happened.

The sea monk was helpless. He had no choice but to follow Sansang's feelings. Judging by the spring rain, the shirt was probably wet, so I got cold.

Ning Que felt that Haotian would catch a cold. It was too incredible, but there was no other way. He had to decoction according to the monk's prescription in the temple, hoping that Sang Sang would wake up overnight.

After leaving the Lanke Temple, Sang Sang's body still did not get better, and she was exhausted. After Ning Que bought a car, she sat in the car every day and became sleepy.

In fact, in addition to having a bad spirit, Sang Sang did not have too many other symptoms and no pain. If someone looked at it, she might think she was suffering from spring sleepiness.

Ning Que is very nervous because he knows that she will not be trapped in spring, let alone catch a cold. This kind of tired look is like the situation when he took her to the Lanke Temple for treatment in autumn that year, which made him very disturbed.

Passing through the capital city of Qi, Sang Sang looked more and more tired. He remembered that some rare medicinal materials had been left in the Taoist Temple, so he decided to rest here for a night, and he was going to take Sang Sang to relive some Old things old people, so as to persuade her some things.

The Taoist Temple in the rain closed the door tightly, and some believers who came to seek medical advice and kneeled on the stone steps in front of the temple, bowed piously, soaked all over, and looked extremely pitiful.

Looking at this scene, Ning Que felt very bad.

He did not sympathize with those believers, but he was a little displeased with the people in the temple.

Logically speaking, it doesn't matter to him how Daomen decayed.

But what is interesting is that since he thinks that Haotian is his own woman, Daomen should be his property. He can blame himself. How can those guys blame himself?

When he walked to the front of the hall, he knocked on the door, his knuckles were slightly pale, and he counted silently in his heart. If three times had passed and no one had opened the door, then he would kick the door open.

With a squeak, the hall door opened slowly, and a middle-aged man with rickets walked out without raising his head. The voice asked dumbly, "What's the matter?"

Ning Que looked at this middle-aged man, and felt a little strange. This person clearly wore a robes of the gods representing the distinguished identity. It felt like an extremely humble handyman.

He asked, "Why are there no believers, believers over there?"

The middle-aged priest sighed and was about to say something, and suddenly behind him came several extremely arrogant voices, followed by the rich wine and meat.

"You dead limp, let you not open the door, your ears are blind!"

"Close the door quickly!"

"You thought it was before? The old man of Chen Village is dead! Who will protect you?"

Ning Que looked down, only to find that the middle-aged priest had some inconvenience in his legs and feet.

He knew who the old man Chen Chen said in the Taoist Temple.

Chen Cun is a very senior priest in red in the Temple of Light. He was pushed out of Taoshan and presided over the Taoist Temple in Qi State. That autumn, Ning Que and Sang Sang met him in this Taoist Temple.

Then it was another autumn. Ning Que and Sang Sang were trapped in the Chaoyang City of the lunar kingdom. They were chased and killed by the world. Three priests in red clothes violently used light magic to help them escape.

On the wilderness outside Chaoyang City, a burning carriage appeared. That was the last scene of the old red-robed priest violently using his magic techniques. That person was Chen Village.

Ning Que also remembered who the middle-aged priest was.

He said, "Look up."

The middle-aged priest raised his head, looked at his face, and felt a little familiar, and his eyes were a little puzzled, and then suddenly brightened, because he recognized who Ning Que was.

Also because of the tears in his eyes.

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(Going out to eat and drink with friends, there is a little bit, this chapter is two thousand words.) <> The capital city of Qi is also raining.

The slightly cold rain wets the ginkgo trees on the street and the clothes of pedestrians on the street. The ginkgo tree is still a long time away from the most beautiful moment. There are not many foreign tourists in the capital. The streets in the rain naturally seem a bit lonely. Occasionally, you can see the coolie pulling the car through the rain. The face full of wrinkles, only Seeing numbness and sinking, it is difficult to find the vivid upward breath of the Tang people.

After the **** crimes of previous years, Longhu Mountain broke its heritage. After the investigation, as Longqing returned to the Daomen, the status of the Xiling Temple in Qi State became more and more respected. The Taoist temples were overhauled everywhere, and the people ’s belief in Haotian Increasingly pious, but it is clear that the lives of the people are becoming more and more sad.

The Taoist Hall of the Xiling Temple is just north of the capital. The surface of the Taoist Hall is coated with white powder and inlaid with numerous gemstones. The cornices and the rain channel are coated with gold powder. It looks unusually dignified and solemn, but today ’s spring rain is really big. The gemstones are washed. It is extremely bright, but the Taoist Temple itself looks a little cold.

Where the deacon of the Taoist Temple is willing to guard the rain outside the temple, has long avoided the back door, under the cover of the rain, do not worry about being seen by believers, drinking wine and enjoying food.

Then a clear horseshoe sounded in the rain. A deacon lifted the access hole in the door and looked out, and saw a Shenjun black horse coming through the rain, dragging a very ordinary carriage behind.

The carriage stopped outside the door of the Taoist Temple.

In the compartment, Ning Que looked at Sang Sang and said: "It's a bit easy to catch a cold in the rain. Let's rest here first. Last time we left some medicine here. I don't know if it can be useful."

No matter how cold the rain is, how can Haotian catch cold? His statement seemed a bit ridiculous, but in fact, Sang Sang's face was pale and tired.

Sang Sang caught a cold after wandering through the rotten temple in the rain.

This matter is difficult to understand, and Ning Que felt her body. No problems were found, and the divine power in her body did not decrease, but she just caught a cold.

Only human beings will catch cold, and they will get old and die.

Sang Sang did not find it particularly uncomfortable. Unlike the journey that year, he was seriously ill and he coughed up blood. He just felt a little dizzy and some sullen. He was not interested in doing anything.

Ning Que did not take it seriously at the beginning. However, it was later discovered that her interest in food has decreased a lot, only to realize that this is really a big problem and became nervous.

He found a sea monk.

The monk watching the sea is also very nervous. Immediately notified the two former generations of monks Ning Que had seen in the three games of Washan, and the power of gathering the temples began to see Sansang.

Master Qishan is famous for his medical skills, and Lanke Temple inherited the master's methods. It is naturally many times stronger than the quack doctors in the world, and he cures the disease for Haotian. It is undoubtedly the greatest glory of Lanke Temple.

Lanke Temple was very nervous about this matter, mobilized all medical knowledge and abilities, and consulted the medical books hidden in the temple, but in the end there was no way to prescribe the right medicine.

Because they couldn't find out at all, Sang Sang was sick.

Ning Que felt annoyed and grabbed the sea monk's shirt. He said that although she is a family member of a patient, even if she is terminally ill, she will never make trouble. I just want to know what happened.

The sea monk was helpless. He was forced to do nothing. He had to judge according to Sang Sang's feeling that it was probably wetted by the spring rain, so he got cold.

Ning Que felt that Haotian would catch a cold. It's incredible, but there is no other way. He had to decoct the medicine according to the monk's prescription in the temple, hoping that Sang Sang would wake up overnight.

After leaving the Lanke Temple, Sang Sang's body still did not get better, and she was exhausted. After Ning Que bought a car, she sat in the car every day and became sleepy.

In fact, in addition to having a bad spirit, Sang Sang did not have too many other symptoms and no pain. If someone looked at it, she might think she was suffering from spring sleepiness.

Ning Que is very nervous because he knows that she will not be trapped in spring, let alone catch a cold. This kind of tired look is like the situation when he took her to the Lanke Temple for treatment in autumn that year, which made him very disturbed.

Passing through the capital city of Qi, Sang Sang looked more and more tired. He remembered that some rare medicinal materials had been left in the Taoist Temple, so he decided to rest here for a night, and he was going to take Sang Sang to relive some Old things old people, so as to persuade her some things.

The Taoist Temple in the rain closed the door tightly, and some believers who came to seek medical advice and kneeled on the stone steps in front of the temple, bowed piously, soaked all over, and looked extremely pitiful.

Looking at this scene, Ning Que felt very bad.

He did not sympathize with those believers, but he was a little displeased with the people in the temple.

Logically speaking, it doesn't matter to him how Daomen decayed.

But what is interesting is that since he thinks that Haotian is his own woman, Daomen should be his property. He can blame himself. How can those guys blame himself?

When he walked to the front of the hall, he knocked on the door, his knuckles were slightly pale, and he counted silently in his heart. If three times had passed and no one had opened the door, then he would kick the door open.

With a squeak, the hall door opened slowly, and a middle-aged man with rickets walked out without raising his head. The voice asked dumbly, "What's the matter?"

Ning Que looked at this middle-aged man, and felt a little strange. This person clearly wore a robes of the gods representing the distinguished identity. It felt like an extremely humble handyman.

He asked, "Why are there no believers, believers over there?"

The middle-aged priest sighed and was about to say something, and suddenly behind him came several extremely arrogant voices, followed by the rich wine and meat.

"You dead limp, let you not open the door, your ears are blind!"

"Close the door quickly!"

"You thought it was before? The old man of Chen Village is dead! Who will protect you?"

Ning Que looked down, only to find that the middle-aged priest had some inconvenience in his legs and feet.

He knew who the old man Chen Chen said in the Taoist Temple.

Chen Cun is a very senior priest in red in the Temple of Light ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was pushed out of Taoshan to preside over the Taoist Temple in Qi State. see.

Then it was another autumn. Ning Que and Sang Sang were trapped in the Chaoyang City of the lunar kingdom. They were chased and killed by the world. Three priests in red clothes violently used light magic to help them escape.

On the wilderness outside Chaoyang City, a burning carriage appeared. That was the last scene of the old red-robed priest violently using his magic techniques. That person was Chen Village.

Ning Que also remembered who the middle-aged priest was.

He said, "Look up."

The middle-aged priest raised his head, looked at his face, and felt a little familiar, and his eyes were a little puzzled, and then suddenly brightened, because he recognized who Ning Que was.

Also because of the tears in his eyes.

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(Going out to eat and drink with friends, it ’s a little bit boring, this chapter is two thousand words.)