Gold Leaf ...... After listening to Feng Xin's words, I clasped my hands on my chest and tilted my head, I also felt that these three words were quite familiar, and I wondered where I had seen or heard them, although I really couldn't remember it for a while, but I did have the impression that it was not the kind that was in a hurry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the sound of rustling behind him ended, and the three of us turned around together, thinking that Qian Cai had changed his clothes. Unexpectedly, Feng Xincai took a few steps in the direction of Qiancai, and the flower wall that was originally covered in front of him instantly leaned straight to both sides, not even daring to fork out a branch or leaf, and automatically gave way to a section of the road, just like the little soldier was as nervous as he saw the commander.

As soon as the person relaxed, my stomach also called the empty city, and I didn't eat much for nearly three days, and I was already hungry. As soon as he saw the toast handed over by Qianyan, he unceremoniously devoured it and ate it in a big gulp. I bought this toast in Rome a few days ago, and it was already the edges, but I was so hungry that it was delicious.

The mouth was still chewing, and suddenly countless branches and leaves poked out from the surroundings, surrounding them in all directions. I was so shocked that I almost choked on my mouth full of toast, and I wanted to say what was wrong, but I secretly felt bad.

Suddenly, Feng Xin took a step, and his right hand quickly stretched into the flower wall, only to see that the muscles of his arm tightened, and he suddenly pulled out a dark black flower stem as thick as a small snake from the entire oil green field. There were also many thorns growing on the stem of the flower to resist Feng Xin's assault, and with a hard pull of his wrist, the plant in his palm was immediately broken into two, and a trace of crimson black blood continued to flow out of the broken branch.

Although Feng Xin also pricked the stinger, the poison of the flower didn't seem to harm him at all.

Feng Xin just snorted and shook his hand, shaking off the venom and spikes on his hands.

At the same time, the emerald green flowers and leaves that had been arrogantly trying to surround us all shrank back and withered overnight. It happened so suddenly that I was dumbfounded, and I was in a hurry to put together the picture in front of me, and it was all over in an instant.

Computer effects, yes.

Everything that happens in these few seconds seems to be a special effect.

Ziche stared at the broken branch and leaf, shrugged his shoulders and said stupidly, "It seems that there are still people who don't give up."

I craned my neck, swallowed the bread stuck in my throat, and glanced at the broken branches on the ground, "This is the main flower stem I just mentioned?" Then he kicked a few tentatively with his feet, "Tsk, it looks a lot thinner than the other branches."

"This subject can't be too ostentatious, you say, right? The more important it is, the less noticeable it is. If people see through it at a glance, won't there be no singing?" Qian Yu smiled at me and picked up his bag.

What's the matter, I said in my heart when did that uncle hesitate? Isn't it just a fucking glance at this time, and there's no drama.

However, as soon as this sudden incident came to an end, I was sure that these demon flowers were really afraid of Feng Xin, as long as Feng Xin's footsteps moved, the surrounding flower branches dodged far away, and they didn't mean to embarrass us, but opened a broad road.

The eyes followed the path of the flower wall to the bottom, and as far as the eye could see, a building with a curved roof could be faintly discerned at the end. The white is bright, the reflection is too strong, and the distance is far away, and the exact shape cannot be seen.

Feng Xin looked up at the temple-like building in the distance, exchanged a strange look with Ziche, and then strode towards the building.

Qian Yu pushed me with his elbow, "Xiao Ran, are you okay with your feet?"

I followed Ziche and Feng Xin in a jumping way, and used my actions to show that the injury on my foot was not serious, and asked her not to worry.

Feng Xin didn't stop all the way, and went all the way to the white building. The further you go, the more you go around, not only the greenery of flowers and plants, but also the huge statues that are taller than people gradually disappear in them. After a closer look, I found that the left and right sides were full of lion-like stone sculptures, but most of the area was covered by lush vegetation.

I muttered to myself in amazement, "Hey, why do these stone carvings look so much like the Wind Lion?"

"Wind Lion? Like? I look and feel like a fur dog." Qian Yan wrinkled his eyebrows.

The stone lion statues on both sides are not engraved with their faces and facial features, and there is no mane on their necks, and they are bare, unlike the wind lion lords placed in front of ordinary folk temples or on roof tiles. The stone carvings here only have a general shape, and there are no features to distinguish whether they are dogs, lions, tigers, etc., and they do look a bit like fur seals.

I didn't see it at first, until I saw the feet of some of the statues before I thought, "Tsk, I don't mean what it looks like. I'm talking about the sense of form. Look at one of these feet, is it like there is a small one, the watch is only a female, and the one next door that has nothing is a male." I say.

"Is this how Lord Wind Lion divides male and female?" Qianyu asked questioningly.

When she asked, I instantly doubted myself, "I remember...... Yes."

"Oh, so there's a windy lion in Alice's garden under Pompeii, and this combination is wonderful." Qian Yu responded, and no longer insisted with me about whether the stone carving was a lion or a fur seal.

The bottom of those stone lion statues is also scattered with some irregular rocks and rubble, I don't know whether they were deliberately placed, or because of the dripping water through the stones, they were crushed and broken by the rhizomes of these plants for a long time.

Soon after, we walked out of the flower wall and officially came to the white temple. There was no indication that it was a temple, but I knew in my heart that it was a temple.

The pillars on the periphery were very similar to the temples in Greek mythology in my mind, and I remember that the details of the temples would vary depending on the gods enshrined, but I didn't study them and didn't take the time to look at them again.

However, the appearance of this temple surprised me at first glance.

The roofs on both sides of the temple are actually built up one by one, and the four corners are like crescent moons, extending to both sides, somewhat similar to the tiled roofs in the east. When I got closer, I noticed that the steps and pillars of the temple were all inlaid with large and small white shells, so that when viewed from a distance, they would be so white and shiny. It's a spectacular sight with a hint of understated luxury.

Qian Cai and I glanced at each other, and were also shocked by the building in front of us.

The entrance to the Shell Temple was separated from the ground by several steps, some distances, each waist-high.

I looked at the unusually high steps, and my intuition was not for people to walk, and I felt a little hairy in my heart. I can't help but think of the corpse pavilion in the Peach Blossom Garden, and the steps inside are also of such height.

Feng Xin and Ziche moved very fast, and within two moments, they had already turned up the entrance of the temple, shouting at the top and below, and gesturing to me to follow as soon as possible.

However, on the way, the more I climbed, the more I felt that something was wrong, and the touch on my hands told me that there was something strange here.

"Phew, I think, I think it's weird here." Finally climbed to the mouth of the temple, and before he could catch a few breaths, he blurted out his doubts.

When Ziche heard this, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the blame?"

"When I climbed up, I found that none of the shells set here were originally white, they were all burned, and the shells burned at high temperatures would be decolored and turn white." I pointed to the stairs.

"What about burning?"

"Calcined shells turn to ashes when they come into contact with water." I paused, "How do you think anyone would build a house out of such unstable materials?"