Princess Against the World

"Is there such a good thing?" Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up instantly.

Ling Luoyu and Zhou Yan looked over.

He immediately looked serious: "I just want to express my feelings about the shrine's... considerate service!"

"It's not that the service of the Shrine is attentive, but that those places are run by the Shrine itself. You work hard for the Shrine, how can the Shrine treat you badly?"

Suddenly sneered, a strange color flashed in Dingmiao's eyes.

"The Shrine's approach to winning people's hearts has always been remarkable!"

"This will really win people's hearts!" Zhou Yan couldn't help but admire.

What is life for those who lick blood from the edge of a knife?

What they want is to be able to eat well, drink well, and enjoy themselves well!

Now, he has no worries about food and clothing, a woman to sleep with, and a good salary.

It will become a temptation to anyone.

"So, the shrine... is full of desperadoes!" Dingmiao took a sip of hot tea and said with cold eyes: "Although we are not afraid of them, it is best not to get involved with them, because they are for You are just adding to the trouble!"

"Wait a minute!" Feng Chenglin slowly raised his hand: "Young Master Miao, let's not talk about the shrine for now. You talk to me first... What do you mean? Didn't we agree that we should start from Are you going to go straight through Lijiazhai without making any stop? Are you..."

Dingmiao's expression changed slightly: "I...I have something to do!"

"What's up?"

"..."

"Look at you, you don't say anything when something happens?! It's you who succeeds, and you who fail..." Feng Chenglin knocked on the table unhappily: "I said, we have already achieved this, what else can't we do? You said that? If you want me to tell you, you are stupid and explain everything clearly!"

"Yes, if something really happens, let's find a way and deal with it together!" Zhou Yan sat down at the table and put down a pile of snacks.

"I...I am..." Dingmiao hesitated, seeming very embarrassed.

Feng Chenglin had a quick temper: "You tell me, if you don't say anything again, we will leave by ourselves! I didn't know, I thought you were going to come here to enjoy it!"

"I..." Dingmiao hesitated for a moment before finally gritting his teeth: "I'm afraid you'll say I'm... selfish!"

"Selfish?" Ling Luoyu crossed his arms, thoughtfully: "Is it the Miao family's business?"

"He is the tower god of our Miao family!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up: "Is that the pagoda god who will be used for the mountain sacrifice?"

"The God of the Tower is a shrine specially used for worship by our Miao family. Although it has no real function and is just a spiritual belief, it is... the spiritual totem of our Miao family..."

"From the Miao family? How could it be... used by people from the Li family to dig mountains?" Feng Chenglin took a breath: "It can't be the mine, but also the institutions of your Miao family, so the shrine of the Miao family is needed. Sacrifice to heaven?"

"A shrine is just a shrine, it has no real effect. It's just like worshiping Buddha and Guanyin. It's just a kind of psychological comfort and has no real practical effect!"

Dingmiao licked his lips, a little embarrassed.

"So, I have been struggling with whether I should take it back and whether I should tell you..."

A spiritual totem, something of no practical use.

He was worried that if he spoke out, he would be ignored.

Who knows——

"I think we should take it back!" Zhou Yan said: "If it were me, I would take it back at all costs. Even if it is just a spiritual sustenance, it is also the spirit of my family!"