At four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Huang Fugui closed the door of Qi Yaoxuan in advance, and the group did not take the car, which was really not flattering to the traffic in Yanjing.

This is usually the case, not to mention that today I encountered the performance of the Fazen Temple, and countless outsiders flocked to come.

Ye Chen hugged his daughter and Yan Ning, Huang Pei and others rushed to Sijiu City by subway, because it was still early, the group was not in a hurry.

Yan Ning and Huang Pei are dressed up very beautifully today, attracting the attention of countless male compatriots in the subway, as long as they see snacks for sale on the roadside, Yan Ning will come forward to buy some, but it is a great way to please Mengmeng, a snack goods.

The puja was held in the People's Square, which was less than a mile away from Dong'anmen, and when we were about to arrive at Dong'anmen, it was full of people and crowds.

In the center of the sea of people, there is an open space of about 200 square meters, which has been almost arranged.

"Wow!"

"Dad, there are so many people!"

The little guy was short and couldn't see the scene in front of him, so Ye Chen had to pick her up and exclaim while eating the skewers in his hand.

Even Zhang Daniu and Huang Pei were surprised.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

Religion is a terrible existence, especially in a populous country like China, where tourists have to queue up the night before to visit temples or something during some festivals.

With so many people at the scene, once there is any riot or sudden incident, it will inevitably cause a stampede or even a safety accident.

"Dad, lift it higher, people can't see it clearly. ”

The little guy kicked his calves in her arms, reaching his neck and constantly looking into the crowd, as if he was struggling.

Ye Chen had to put her on his shoulder, and the little guy immediately rode on his neck, giggling happily: "Riding a horse, Dad is a horse, drive!"

"If Daddy is a horse, you are a foal, and a greedy foal. ”

Ye Chen held the little guy's hand and cried and laughed for a while, and walked towards the crowd with her, saying as he walked: "Everyone remember not to walk around, there are too many people, in case you get lost, you won't be able to find it for a while and a half." ”

Huang Fugui and the others nodded in understanding.

I saw that a table was set up in the isolation circle in the middle of the crowd, and there were more than a dozen futons on the ground behind the table, and at this time, the crowd erupted into cheers.

An old monk wearing a monk's robe and a solemn appearance walked into the isolation circle, and behind him was a dozen monks who were also wearing monk's robes.

With their appearance, the crowd was completely boiling.

"It's Master Michie of Fazen Temple. Huang Fugui was a little excited.

Ye Chen glanced at the so-called Master Daohui, and saw that he looked like he had a kidney deficiency, and his feet seemed to be swinging when he walked, obviously he had just studied human performance art with the female benefactor.

This is also called a master?

Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head, he lost interest.

Seeing that the people around him were getting more and more crazy, he frowned, and his divine sense slanted out like a tide, enveloping all the areas within a radius of a hundred meters, and not a single grass or tree could escape his sight.

The advantage of this is that if something unexpected happens, he can still take people out in time.

Under his divine sense, he found that there were many bag-gropers nearby, that is, pickpockets, who were committing crimes against the wind at this time, and did not realize that their actions were completely watched.

Ye Chen didn't say a word.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

At this time, a familiar aura caught his attention, and he saw a woman wearing a peaked cap and red high heels standing less than twenty steps away from him, and the other party was constantly looking in on tiptoe.

Sun Sirong?

Although the other party had his back to him, Ye Chen still recognized her, she was the daughter of Sun Liancheng, the king of medicine in southern Hunan, Sun Sirong, and the cold on her body was cured by Ye Chen.

As if sensing his gaze, Sun Sirong subconsciously looked back, was stunned for a moment, and then walked over in surprise: "It's you, Master Ye." ”

A gust of fragrant wind hit, she was already standing beside Ye Chen, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Chen frequently, when she saw the cuteness on Ye Chen's body, she was slightly stunned, and then her face suddenly appeared.

"Why are you here?" Ye Chen said lightly.

Sun Sirong rolled her eyes and said, "My father asked me to come, he believes in Buddhism, let me come to this festival to ask for a lot, a marriage lot." ”

Speaking of this, her face couldn't help but turn red.

Marriage sign?

Ye Chen couldn't help but glance at the so-called Daohui Master, his face was stunned, if Sun Sirong asked him for a signature, would this old thing be able to bear it?

"By the way, Master Ye, why are you here? Could it be that you are also here to ask for a signature?" Sun Sirong looked at him and asked curiously.

When Ye Chen was about to speak, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle, because he found through his divine sense that there were three people walking towards him.

The most important thing is that the three of them are all ancient martial artists, and their cultivation should be in the internal strength period, and the eyes of the three of them have been stopping at Sun Sirong intentionally or unintentionally.

Could it be that these three people are here for her?

Ye Chen glanced deeply at Sun Sirong, who was unaware, frowned and didn't say anything.

The difference between ordinary people and ancient warriors lies in the qi and blood of a body, the stronger the power of qi and blood, the higher the strength of this person, and the qi and blood of the three people in the distance are dozens of times stronger than the people around them.

As for martial arts masters like Yuan Bupo, if the power of qi and blood all burst out, the power alone could shock ordinary people to death.

When he was thinking about it, his divine sense sensed that the three ancient warriors pretended to be ordinary people and walked towards Sun Sirong, and when they were less than five steps away from Sun Sirong, the three of them glanced at each other, and a fierce light flashed in their eyes, and they were about to burst out and kill.

And Sun Sirong was still unaware.

Ye Chen's face was slightly gloomy, and when he hesitated to make a move, a coquettish voice came from the back of the crowd: "Stop!"

It was this voice that not only frightened the three ancient warriors, but also frightened the people around, and everyone subconsciously looked back and saw a woman in a police uniform walking over quickly.

She was holding a gun in her hand at this time, her eyes stayed on the three ancient warriors, and she said with a cold face: "I advise you not to mess around." ”

Don't wait for everyone to react.

I saw that one of the three ancient martial artists, a bearded man, gritted his teeth, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Chen, who was closest to him.

Hey, is this trying to hold me hostage?

It's kind of interesting!

Ye Chen's face was stunned, and then he saw through his intentions, and didn't move as if he was smiling, allowing him to stick the knife to his neck after he got close.

The bearded man didn't notice Ye Chen's abnormality, but raised his eyes to look at the policewoman with a fierce gaze.

"If you don't want him to die, don't move!"

(ps: The first chapter of the late night, thank you for your support, and the rest of the day will be sent before nine o'clock in the evening, ask for tickets!)