Otherwise, how could he not stop Xiao Liu from speculating about his master?

For the next period of time, Jiang Pengpeng didn't hear anything.

And on the other side at this moment, Yang Wanshu was also closing her eyes and recuperating the whole time.

It didn't take long for Xiaoliu to look at her so seriously, not that she didn't want to trust people, but that she had lived in this environment for a long time, and she was habitually suspicious.

Originally, what Xiao Liu said was what she wanted to say, but she was afraid that Xiao Liu was called by Jiang Pengpeng to test her.

As a last resort, Yang Wanshu pretended to feel that she was out of the way.

Her reaction like this made Xiao Liu's heart add a little admiration.

This is the style of the wives of big families, who do not fight, do not grab, and do not play with right and wrong.

Xiao Liu felt a little guilty, so next, she obediently shut up and sat in the carriage without talking more.

The carriage can only go to the foot of the temple, and there are 77,490 steps to walk from the foot of the mountain to the temple.

This is also a test of the sincerity of those who come to worship the Buddha wholeheartedly.

Jiang Pengpeng stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the endless steps, and was already sweating before he started walking.

But fortunately, she is still relatively healthy, and since she is here to worship the Buddha, she naturally can't have any hesitation.

She took a deep breath and stepped up the steps.

"Madam, this staircase is too far, isn't it?"

Xiao Liu behind him said a little tiredly in front of Yang Wanshu.

"What's the matter, are you scared before you even start?"

Yang Wanshu chuckled lightly, teasing Xiaoliu, who looked gentle and virtuous, and also stepped on the steps.

Xiaoliu hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, the slave maid is used to these roads, and it is naturally effortless to walk, mainly because I am worried about my wife." ”

"Don't worry, your wife and I won't be stumped by these hundreds of steps."

Yang Wanshu wiped the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief and walked step by step.

Jiang Pengpeng found that Chunzhu, the girl, walked up these steps, and she didn't even gasp.

Her face was full of admiration, "Chunzhu, why aren't you tired?" ”

Chuan Chunzhu scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I used to follow my mother to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, maybe I got used to it." ”

After a pause, she looked at Jiang Pengpeng's sweaty head, and continued: "Madam, you try to take a few more steps as much as you can breathe, the faster you breathe, the more tired you are." ”

Jiang Pengpeng also nodded, and according to her meaning, she walked forward slowly, and it was really a lot easier, it seems that this girl's method is indeed effective.

Halfway through the climb, Jiang Pengpeng suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Memories of her past life flooded into her mind at once.

If I remember correctly, here, Yang Wanshu will not be idle like this.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, Yang Wanshu had already caught up with her.

"Sister, I really didn't expect you to be able to walk so well, it's not like me, even if you haven't had any hard times, but it's still a little difficult to walk so far at once."

After speaking, Yang Wanshu handed a cushion in her hand to Jiang Pengpeng.

"Sister, seeing that you are tired of walking, it is better to sit down and rest for a while before leaving."

Jiang Pengpeng always felt that something was wrong, and when she reached out to pick it up, she hadn't touched Yang Wanshu yet, and saw that she had fallen backwards.