The construction of Baolin Temple, it is said that the green lion specially mentioned, spent a large amount of gold and silver repair, repaired for half a year, before perfecting.

This day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor and the ministers made an appointment, a day off, and made an appointment with Huayu to go to the Baolin Temple on this day, so as to thank God for his love for the country of black chickens!

Early in the morning, the sky is not yet bright, the moonlight is thick, it should be the time when everything is silent, but the palace is busy, but around the ugly time, someone shouted that Hua Yu got up, fortunately, she did not fall asleep, so she can get up and leave at any time, in the middle of the night, the kitchen is not idle at all, because His Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will set off around the time, so Chouzheng has to have breakfast, and then rush to the first incense stick on the Baolin Temple in the early hour, and then turn around there, feel the big money smashed down the thing.

When there were still two quarters of an hour left to reach Yin, Hua Yu took the foot to meet them at the appointed place, and then set off together.

When Hua Yu arrived, they were all waiting in place, exchanged a few words of greeting each other, and saw that the time was almost up, so they hurriedly set off.

A full hour and a half of the journey, that is, three hours, Hua Yu was staggering and fell asleep all the way, the emperor was sitting on the side, watching the twists and turns along the way, knowing that it was near, he rubbed his eyes and rested for a while.

"Dao Chief, when you arrive, hurry up and sober up, and go in and worship the Buddha in a while." The emperor woke her up just in time.

"It's finally here!" Hua Yu sighed with emotion, and let the people who came with her loosen their muscles and bones, but after a cup of tea, the carriage stopped, that is to say, it has arrived!

When I got out of the car, the sky was already slightly bright, and the cool wind was blowing in my face, making Hua Yu more sober.

Watching everyone get out of the car, the host of the Baolin Temple hurriedly led the monks to greet them.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, Her Royal Highness the Prince, Dao Chief, Poor Dao has been waiting for a long time again!" The host took all the monks to greet him, and then said, "Poor Dao led one hundred and eight monks of this temple to thank His Majesty and the Taoist for making great merits for the reconstruction of our temple, and the Buddha will always remember His Majesty's great kindness." ”

"The host doesn't have to be polite, the widow is also for the sake of the people, the Buddha took pictures of such gods for my black chicken country, don't say that it is to build a temple, even ten should be."

"I should also thank the Taoist chief, everything I have done for my black chicken country, today I came to this temple, and I must let the poor road do its best to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." The host gave Hua Yu a special salute.

Hua Yu smiled and saluted back, and said lightly: "The host doesn't have to be polite, the poor road is also for the sake of the people, besides, we are not a family, so if you don't thank you, you can be exempted!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's this reason, it's this reason, we can be regarded as a family! Since you are a family, hurry up and sit in the temple, but you can't stand at the door and talk. The host also smiled, and after speaking, the monks behind him lined up on both sides to make way for everyone.

"Your Majesty, the Prince, the Queen, the Chief, ......" In the cheers, everyone slowly entered, isolated from the people who got up early in the morning to watch the excitement outside the door.

Entering the mountain gate, I saw a pair of King Kong sitting high in the red lacquer railings on both sides, pretending to be majestic and ugly, shocking the evil ghosts and fierce spirits, an iron-faced steel beard seems to be alive, and a dry eyebrow is exquisite. The skull of the fist on the left is like pig iron, and the palm of the hand on the right is red copper. The golden armor is brilliant, and the bright helmet embroidered belt reflects the wind.

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Title: Celestial Profiteers

ISBN: 1003564996

"Am I a little too high-profile to do business with the gods?" Whenever Gao Yang saw the pile of dusty immortal artifacts in the corner of the wall, he couldn't help but think so.

*Well, I actually asked for a place for the Sunset Fairy...... (*^__^*)hee-hee......*

Everyone is welcome to take a look~~ (To be continued.) )