Chen Qingqiu looked at it carefully, and the nun was really gone. Could it be that after such a while, she closed the stall and left?

"Xiaoqiu, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled...... Uncle, let's go over there. ”

Not far from the bustling path at the entrance of the marriage temple, there is a pine forest, there are not many people, and there are a few small couples scattered around, which is suitable for them to speak.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoqiu, the money has already hit your card."

Chen Zidan followed the package handed over by Chen Qingqiu, and Chen Qingqiu's eyes were on the wet mud not far away:

"Uncle, a few days ago, I met a particularly powerful old Taoist priest who has karmic fire in his hands."

"What?"

Chen Qingqiu repeated the words again, and Chen Zidan's face suddenly became serious.

"Xiaoqiu, it's not been peaceful recently, there is a trace of a big demon on the north mountain, and other little demons are also ready to move...... You pay more attention to safety, and with this money, you don't run out during this time. ”

"What's wrong with Kitayama?"

Chen Zidan looked back and forth, but no one paid attention to them, so he approached and whispered:

"I heard that it's a dryad, and the people from the special place have gone into the mountains."

Chen Qingqiu's heart sank, and the tree demon ...... Could it be Hongying?

She asked a few more words, Chen Zidan didn't know much, but he was about sure that the monster was a tree demon, and he had been accidentally bumped into by the villagers who came down the mountain, and the breath of the monster started from the marriage temple. Speaking of which, Chen Qingqiu talked about the old nun just now.

After Chen Zidan heard this, his face was a little weird, and he looked at Chen Qingqiu with a very unfamiliar look:

"Well, that's really a master...... I see, you go to the temple and tie a red rope to eliminate the disaster. ”

Chen Qingqiu was stunned, she meant to talk about it as an interesting matter, seeing Chen Zidan's face so serious, it was not good to say anything.

Chen Zidan wanted to do some investigation nearby, and told Chen Qingqiu a few more words, so he hurriedly left with the incendiary charm.

Chen Qingqiu staggered to the marriage temple, one stall after another, and she searched carefully.

No, is it true that the old nun is really a master?

The small temple is cleaned by a special person, there are several kneeling mats for good men and women, there are two boxes at the door, one is a red cloth strip, the other is a merit box, people want to take the red cloth strip to make a wish, just put money into the merit box, and it is not limited to how much.

Chen Qingqiu threw a few coins in the merit box, grabbed out a red cloth strip, and was hesitating with a pen, when a pair of men and women stood behind her, and she hurriedly wrote a few words casually and walked out of the temple gate. Find a branch that is not too tall, tie it with a strip of red cloth, and you're done.

When the wind blows, the red cloth strips on the branches of the trees are flying, and the posture is very beautiful.

Chen Qingqiu pulled his hair back to his head, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood under the tree and watched for a while before leaving.

……

The man in white was so good-looking that many of the girls holding her boyfriend's hand couldn't take their eyes off it, but he himself walked through the crowd as if he didn't notice anything.

The orange of the setting sun slowly spread across the sky, staining the corners of his pure white clothes. The man was also unaware of the beautiful scenery on the horizon, and raised his hand to grab a strip of red cloth.

Countless strips of red cloth fluttered and flipped around him.

The delicate and slender eyes narrowed, and the thin lips hooked up, and they actually smiled.

Someone was amazed by the beautiful scene, secretly took a picture with his mobile phone, and only found that he opened it again:

The strips of red cloth on the screen flew up and down, the setting sun burned, and there was no one.