The other party laughed, his laughter was hearty and ambiguous, "Isn't it just an open space?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The old man's voice was very excited, "There are still ...... License ......"

"Oh? What? …… Permit? Oh! Isn't it just a permit for a religious place of business? ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Please. ”

"Wrap it on me, say okay, and divide me sixty percent of the incense money after that, isn't it much?"

"Sixty percent? Didn't you say 55 last time? ”

"Do you have an opinion? That's not going to be easy. ”

"No opinion, sixty percent, yes, I heard it wrong. Then you will help me more in terms of appointment! If this is done, we can open a chain store. ”

"Haha, that's easy to say. Chain?! Haha, you're not far behind, no problem. The young man laughed.

"You're amazing!"

"Well said, well said. You've done such a big thing for that person, what is this little thing?! ”

"Then I'll go back to the temple first and wait for good news." The rough-voiced man exchanged some jargon and left the place.

Liang Jinmo wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but not long after the two left, a beam of light suddenly hit him softly in the face.

He heard a faint and comfortable voice, and then, Liang Jinmo's consciousness was like sitting on a light feather boat, moving lightly. Everything in front of him changed, and when Liang Jinmo opened his eyes again, he happened to see the gate in front of him, the moon gate was surrounded by emerald green, the flowers and birds were singing, and the soft breeze was warm, his clothes were thin but still drenched in sweat, and there seemed to be nothing in front of him.

"What's wrong? Where is this? It was Qin Ningxiang's voice, and Liang Jinmo was a little surprised.

It shouldn't be his memory, but how could he see it so clearly?

Another man's voice appeared, "What do you see?" What happened? ”

After Liang Jinmo heard that voice, he couldn't help but start thinking, and the still picture in front of him shook, and the girl seemed to move.

The breeze rustled the leaves, and the man's voice in his ears constantly guided Liang Jinmo to think and see.

Sure enough, when Liang Jinmo thought about what she was doing, what she was saying, what she was thinking, her expression, her voice, everything moved automatically.

Like a manga to look at suddenly, it becomes an anime.

Qin Ningxiang happened to be standing at the door, and Liang Jinmo was standing behind her.

At the moment, he could only look at her back.

The girl seemed anxious, and Liang Jinmo felt her emotions.

But he was desperate to know what was going on, ignoring why the strange narration voice appeared in the dream.

This dream is deep, real and mysterious.

"Did you see her face? Want her to turn around? Try to think about ......," said Uncle Narrator.

Liang Jin looked at Qin Ningxiang's back steadily, feeling the surrounding breath, flow, sound, and the quiet bird chirping and cicada chirping that made him care.

Summer.

Afternoon.

Not hot.

Not damp.

Liang Jinmo thought hard, but Qin Ningxiang's movements were still very small, very small.

Liang Jinmo wanted Qin Ningxiang to turn around, wanting to see her face.

When Liang Jinmo thought hard, continued to hold his breath, and thought hard, the wind became stronger.

The sound of the wind is also louder, the swing of the leaves is more amplitude, and the petals of the flowers are like the wings of butterflies, shining and flapping.

Qin Ningxiang's hair was blown up by the wind, she was no longer stiff, her hair was blown more shaken by the wind and scattered, she raised her head, looked to the left again and turned her head to the right, Liang Jinmo felt that his heart was beating faster, faster, he was longing for her to turn around, turn a little more, so that he could see her side face.

Come on!

Come on.

And at this moment, in the center of her gaze, the girl in white was turning to the right, turning, and continuing to turn......