Jiang Di also thinks that this time there should be no problem with him.

Looking at the sky again, it was also dark, but the tree demon Xiangxiang, who didn't know what to do, hadn't come back yet, and Jiang Di waited patiently for nearly a quarter of an hour before Xiangxiang pushed the door.

"How did Mianmian find such a dress?"

"Secret." If you explain more about the origin of the clothes on your body, you may not know what is wrong, Jiang Tu simply doesn't say it.

"It just so happens that the clothes I brought are not half of the clothes on Mianmian's body, and Mianmian must be the most dazzling presence in the rally tonight."

Jiang Di thought to herself what she was going to do dazzlingly, so she went to watch the fun.

"Now that Mianmian has changed her clothes, I'll bother Mianmian to wait for a while."

The dryad Xiangxiang pushed the door out and entered the room next door that was not as good as Jiang Di's.

This time, Xiangxiang's clothes changed quickly, and the crimson robe fit very well, making people's skin more moist and white.

What a young man in the world.

If this is placed in her world, she can properly eat with her face.

Even if it's just a pure vase, there are so many people who are willing to praise him.

Jiang Di unconsciously glanced at it twice, but found that the original smirk-like smile of the tree demon Xiangxiang had become seductive.

Suddenly, Jiang Di's eyes were filled with disgust, and he looked away, not wanting to look at this dryad who was starting to get sick again.

The shopkeeper of the inn saw that the two big gold lords went out to play, and personally sent a lantern, which was much more exquisite than the one hanging outside.

I don't know what kind of custom this is, Jiang Di followed the flow of people to the Hengwu Temple, and there were people coming and going on the street, but not everyone went in the direction of the temple.

There are also small vendors who set up shelves to sell food and lanterns.

Smelling the fragrance of osmanthus in the air, Jiang Di took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, this fragrance is good, but it is too strong, and it makes people dizzy.

A small bunch of flowers quietly appeared on Jiang Di's waist, not conspicuous or abrupt, the excessively strong aroma was dispelled, and Jiang Di had time to look at the person next to him.

"What do you see me doing?"

"You're good-looking, don't let people look at it more?"

"Mianmian likes my skin? The skin is beautiful, but it may not be real. ”

"But since Mianmian likes to watch, let's take a look at it more, I won't accept your spirit stones."

Jiang Di silently took a step back, her spirit stones are all treasures, and it is better not to look at the beauty of the spirit stones.

"What is this doing? There is no charge, and you can watch it for as long as you want. ”

That being said, Jiang Di was determined not to look at the dryad's face anymore.

Beauty confuses people, beauty makes mistakes, the experience summarized by the ancestors is not necessarily all right, and it is always applicable most of the time.

Thinking that his favorability for the face of the dryad Xiangxiang was a bit beyond the normal level, he decided to quit poisoning first.

The crowd squeezed her and the Dryad Xiang who came out with her, and Jiang Di asked people to squeeze directly into the Hengwu Temple where the others squeezed their heads and just wanted to enter early.

"In this temple, the fragrance of osmanthus is so strong." The flowers on his waist had been squeezed out, Jiang Di held his breath, and walked in along the lights lit up in the temple, and saw many osmanthus trees on the way.

Well, I'm sure that Heng Wu Niangniang here is an osmanthus demon.

When Jiang Di walked into the interior of the temple, the statue of a woman with soft eyebrows and eyes looked at her gently, without the slightest feeling of being looked down on.

Subconsciously waved his hand at the statue, but he looked away, and saw the dryad Xiangxiang sitting opposite a woman on the side.

"She's coming."

Who's coming?

I'm coming?

The rest of the incident made Jiang Di go back to his residence in a trance.

Heng Wu Niangniang is indeed an osmanthus demon, but her origin is extraordinary, she is a righteous laurel family, she is stained with divinity, and her cultivation is much smoother than that of the demon in the mortal world.

In addition, there are not many people in the mortal world, and the power of faith is collected very quickly, and with a little gift, you can have extremely devout faith.

The laurel itself has some ability to promote marriage, and with the existence of willingness, the designated marriage is all happy.

These four words are the wishes of most mortals for a lifetime.

Jiang Di didn't expect that Heng Wu Niangniang relied on this method to quickly obtain the faith power, but it was true that she had a large number of believers with her own ability, and if she soared smoothly, she might become an immortal in charge of marriage.

Such gods are all self-created.

There are only a few gods who maintain the normal order of that realm that need to be inherited.

It's just that human beings don't know that Heng Wu Niangniang is a demon, but it's a demon or a fairy, so there shouldn't be much difference if they provide the same service.

Jiang Di didn't know this, people's hearts were complicated, and he didn't dare to speculate.

Jiang Di, who didn't know which way he was going to go to the top of this world, carefully observed the trajectory of the spiritual power in Heng Wu Niangniang and Xiangxiang's bodies and the spiritual power breath that was not the same as himself, and gradually had some ideas in his mind about the design of the spiritual pattern of a spiritual weapon, and he didn't notice that he was also being eagerly observed by Heng Wu Niangniang's eyes.

"Just identify her?"

"It's rare to meet such a person."

"No regrets?"

"How could you regret it."

"Okay, then?"

"If you don't start again, people will come back to their senses."

"You can't get anything for this qualification, and you still rely on this way to try to bind yourself to a human with no roots."

"Ordinary humans can't get into my eyes, it's rare to ......"

Jiang Di didn't hear the conversation in front of her, and when she regained consciousness, the whole person was still dazed, standing under the stone statue in a groggy state, and there was a person who was not a stranger standing next to her.

Not a stranger, not an enemy, that is, someone who will not be bad for himself.

Jiang Di, who fell into a very mysterious state when he was drowsy, only knew how to obey the instructions of others, and when the two of them hung a sign carved like an osmanthus branch with red silk tied under the osmanthus tree, Xiangxiang pulled Jiang Di's sleeve and took the person back to the inn.

After a distance from the Hengwu Temple, there are not many pedestrians on the street, either staying at home, or going to the temple to count marriages and meet destined people, or leaning over to see the excitement of young people.

Only a few stalls are still supported, and a few stall owners who are not young are gossiping.

Thinking that Jiang Di might be hungry at night, and it was easy to have problems finding someone to cook some food in the middle of the night, the tree demon Xiangxiang bought two copies of the food sold on the stall and put them away.

The temperature will not change when you put it away, and the state will remain the same as it was just put in, but the space is a little smaller, like a broken thing.

In the future, we have to fix things like mustard space.

"Is there anything else the guests need?"

"Are there any restaurants around here that sell osmanthus brew?"

The old man twisted his beard and pondered, and only spoke after a while: "I don't know what kind of osmanthus stuff the guests want to buy." ”

"Nature is the best." The local tyrant is fragrant, not bad for money.

His sister is the Hengwu Niangniang of Hengwu City, and the incense money of Hengwu Temple every year is a huge amount, and this is only an entry for Hengwu Temple.

"Then the guest will bring tonight's lanterns tomorrow and go to the woods by the river to look for someone."

"That old man doesn't have a good temper, and his winemaking skills are a must."

"If you want to buy his wine, you can't just come up with a lot of money."

"That man's wine is sold only to those who can afford the money he asks for, and who can taste the essence of his wine, and it must be in his eyes, and here the first request is the easiest."

"The essence of tasting wine, his own statement, is to taste the mind, emotion and soul of wine, and there is not much hope for those who can't taste wine."

Those who can taste wine can say a few words, at least a little bit, so as not to make an ugly noise.

"The third item is really a matter of luck."

"As long as you meet the old man's eyes, the first two requirements will not be the same soon?"

Xiangxiang thought about whether she could take this road and buy the best osmanthus brew normally, and suddenly felt that the wrist of the person holding it in her hand moved, because she held it tightly and did not break free for a while.

"Do you want to do it or let it go?" Jiang Di, who was slowly recovering because someone mentioned osmanthus brewing, didn't notice that her wrist was being circled when she was conscious, and she didn't clench it to compress her wrist, leaving her a little room for movement.

Just enough to touch her hand.

There's also no room for her to pull out her hand.

"Mianmian recovered?"

"It's just that I'm dazed, nothing happened, Xiangxiang can let go of my hand." As for whether he was asleep or not, no one can verify it, and no one will be held accountable for a lie.

"Fang Cai Mianmian's expression didn't look right, and I couldn't shout, for fear of being crowded by the crowd again, so I took the liberty of pulling Mianmian's wrist."

"Do you mind?" Xiangxiang let go of her hand, her tone was a little lost, but the emotions of loss were faint.

"It doesn't matter." Even if Jiang Di didn't think that there were few pedestrians on the street at this moment, there would be anyone on the street to squeeze her big living person and a very thoughtful dryad apart, and she didn't have the extra energy to care about this.

Jiang Di, who didn't have the heart to take a bath again, simply scrubbed and changed into light clothes, and suddenly felt that the whole person could catch his breath.

Gorgeous clothes are beautiful, but the price of beauty is not light.

Even if there was a complete set of charms, Jiang Di felt a little depressed and breathless.

It's not psychological or spiritual depression, it's just that the clothes are heavy and thick.

Wearing this dress without a shelf as it should be, I feel that I am burying the temperament of the costume.

Every set of good-looking clothes has its own soul, not necessarily the existence of a similar consciousness that really exists, it may be the core of a design concept, or it may really have its own consciousness.

Jiang Di lay down on the comfortable bed, staring at the red rope on his wrist that he didn't know when, frowning deeply.

Could it be that yesterday's Heng Wu Niangniang pointed her out to marriage?

She Jiang Di needs marriage?

Tell her the marriage when she doesn't nod???

Jiang Di, who began to be irritable, didn't take long to get irritable and fell into a deep sleep under the moonlight that came through an open window.

A figure touched in a little later, stood beside Jiang Di, carefully looked at her frowning brows and the red rope pinched with her other hand, and sighed softly.

A ball with a faint scent of osmanthus was placed on the bed in a position that was not easily noticed, and the person who sneaked into the woman's room late at night quietly left.

Jiang Di slept for a long time this night, and he also slept very deeply.

It's rare to have a dream, in the dream, she is wearing a phoenix crown, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her face is a little blurred, but she can feel the old woman with kind eyebrows and eyes to dress herself, and when the old woman retreats, there is only one girl in the bronze mirror with autumn water in her eyes and lips and a little Danzhu, and her complexion is not much outstanding.

Maybe it's because a wedding dress is good enough, and it also gives such a girl a thrilling feeling of beauty.

Jiang Di found that she couldn't move, and her body was not under her control, so she could only stay in her body and watch what was happening as a bystander.

Feng Guanxia is naturally going to worship the church to get married.

I don't know who carried this girl who was going to get married and sent her into a sedan chair.

The sedan chair bearer walked very steadily, and Jiang Di held a big red apple in his hand, but what he smelled was the lingering fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Osmanthus fragrance......

She didn't see any osmanthus flowers nearby.

The rest of the process seemed to be fast-forwarded, only one hand pulled her across the brazier, and led her to the center of the lobby for three bows.

Jiang Di didn't know if he needed to resist This is similar to the three worships that have been controlled, the body is not hers, and it is not Momian's, so did he take over the body or temporarily find this body to borrow?

After a moment's hesitation, he let the other maids and daughters into the festively furnished room.

The dream behind was a little chaotic, Jiang Di only remembered that she later had the ability to control her body, and walked through the courtyard that had trapped her for a long time, and saw the man who had worshiped the sky and the earth with no special appearance, and even the breath was extremely ordinary.

"Mianmian, are you going to kill me?"

Jiang Di came to his senses in an instant, looked at the ordinary-looking young man, and slowly shook his head.

What to do with him, it's just a dream.

Even if it wasn't her own original dream, it would be better to go to the real world and catch someone and beat her up a good lesson, and then talk about something else.

I don't know if it was because the dream consumed too much of her physical strength or something else, Jiang Di slept until an hour after lunch, and Xiangxiang asked the little maid to bring the freshly prepared meal.

Three dishes and one soup, the dishes are all Jiang Tu's favorite.

Don't think about filling your stomach first is the work of smart people, Jiang Di finished eating and asked the little maid to clean up the table and take away the dishes and chopsticks, so he unceremoniously asked Xiangxiang to go out, indicating that he wanted to bathe.

Xiangxiang left with great words, but Jiang Di only soaked in the pool for a while, and then changed into clothes that were also gifts from Ye Chao but with a much simpler style.

His hair was dried with spiritual power, and he put on boots with a speed bonus, so that Chao Ji looked at the room, Jiang Di looked at the distribution of pedestrians on the street, and jumped out of the window to leave.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, if you don't go around outside to find ideas, it will be cool.

"Jiang Jiang doesn't need to be in a hurry, you can't find clues, you have to wait for the opportunity." Yan Xi said seriously.

Jiang Di didn't know that she couldn't be in a hurry to find clues, but she now felt that she was being targeted by something, and if she didn't find all the clues early to complete the commission and leave this world, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to leave smoothly.