"Ancestral temple, in such a military place, there is still such a place?" The purple girl was slightly stunned when she heard this.

"When the Jin Kingdom was still there, this was not a military powerhouse." Yang Ming handed the wine bag to the Purple Woman.

Although the purple girl was generous, Yang Ming did not think that the purple girl was going to give him the wine bag, because there was also a purple orchid embroidered on the wine bag, which was obviously embroidered by an embroiderer girl who had wasted a lot of energy.

Even if it's not worth much, there are still a lot of thoughts in it.

"So, let's go check it out." The purple girl moved.

The future boss of Zilanxuan is not only well-informed from books, but also summed up from her experience of walking between the seven countries in the past few years.

"Okay." Yang Ming nodded.

"Wait, I'll drink some more, it's a little cold." The purple girl also raised her neck as she spoke, and raised the wine bag high with her left hand, and a line of wine flowed out of the wine bag, turning into a small waterfall and falling into her mouth, Yang Ming could even hear the sound of the wine falling into the purple girl's mouth.

It's slight, but it seems to sound better than the waterfall next to it.

I don't know what's going on, Yang Ming even has an illusion, he seems to be able to see that in the purple girl's mouth, the wine line falling from the wine bag hits the wine in the purple girl's mouth, stirring up ripples layer by layer, and the ripples spread, letting the layers of wine flow in her mouth, stirring the bright red and flexible tongue, spreading over the teeth carved from jade, hitting the soft flesh on the inside of the cheeks, and making the wine fold back layer by layer.

The aroma of wine echoed in the mouth, mixed with the breath belonging to the purple girl, and transformed into a breath that made Yang Ming slightly drunk.

In Yang Ming's sight, the sackcloth robe on the purple girl's body swayed gently in the breeze, and through the sunlight, a layer of shadows fell on the mountain rocks, swaying, stirring Yang Ming's mind.

At that moment, Yang Ming's young heart jumped suddenly, and the scene in front of him reminded him of a person: the person standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the sea, dressed in red, looking up and drinking, perfectly blending heroism and charm.

"Little one, stunned?" When Yang Ming was stunned, the purple girl patted Yang Ming's shoulder with her palm and said teasingly.

"Nope." Yang Ming barely kept his composure.

Only he knew that in the moment of the moment, his heart was moving.

At that moment, he seemed to understand why it was difficult for him to settle down like Uncle Biao in the past, and he had more ambitions for this world, because this world had a beautiful scenery like the Purple Girl.

The Purple Girl was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen over the years, and as for the Snow Girl, she was just a girl.

At this time, the purple girl did not have the charm of the female boss of Zilanxuan, and had the heroism and heroism of a woman in the rivers and lakes, but it was this kind of heroism and curiosity that could attract Yang Ming's attention even more.

Maybe this is not the original appearance of the purple girl, just like the charming and charming Zilanxuan boss in the future, the so-called heroism and pride are just to better walk the rivers and lakes.

"Let's go, let's go, let me see the ancestral temple you said." The purple girl said with a smile.

The Snow Girl, who was ignored throughout the whole process, couldn't help but puff out her face, and her face with baby fat instantly turned into a round bun, although she didn't know many things, but this didn't prevent her from knowing, because of the existence of the purple girl, Yang Ming's eyes on her body became less and less.

This made the Snow Girl, who had experienced the pain of family ruin, very insecure, and even a little more dislike for the Purple Girl.

But here, she really didn't have any right to speak, so she could only walk on two short legs and follow Yang Ming's side closely.

"There really is, it's quite troublesome to build such an ancestral temple in such a place." After walking a distance of nearly a thousand steps, an ancestral temple appeared in front of the purple girl.

"Is there any allusion to this ancestral temple?" The purple girl tilted her head and looked at the ancestral temple at the end of the steps, and was not in a hurry to enter.

"This ancestral temple is dedicated to the sister Jieshan clan of the famous scholar Jiezhitui during the Jin Wengong period." Yang Ming said.

"Or a woman?" The purple girl raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little surprised.

"The story between Jiezhitui and Jin Wengong, you know about the boss, you don't need me to say more."

"The story of the owner of this ancestral temple also started because of this, when the Jieshan clan married to Weize Pass, I never thought that not long after the marriage, there was a fire on Mianshan, and Jie Zitui passed away with his mother."

"Pitiful." The purple girl said abruptly, a woman is a creature that can easily empathize with herself.

"When Jieshan returned to his mother's house, he saw the scorched earth all over the mountain, and saw that the people suffered for a hundred days of cold food, and he was full of unbearable heart. She thinks that Jie Zitui should not shirk and can't get out of the mountain, so that there is a matter of Jin Wengong ordering cold food, and she is deeply disturbed and guilty about the inconvenience caused by cold food to the people. Yang Ming continued.

"It's kind." The purple girl said, her expression was already a little more moved.

"So from the winter solstice, she went up the mountain to accumulate a salary, and after a hundred days, she lit a fire and set herself on fire, in order to change the customs and save the people from the suffering of cold food." Ying Zhengdao.

"And such a woman, it's really ······" The purple girl said movingly, in her mind couldn't help but appear the image of a woman piling up firewood in the mountains, although there are many people in the world who are proud of their own gentlemen, but how many people can really give their lives for others?

"Such a woman is really rare, no wonder the people here practice the ancestral temple and enshrine her here, since they are here, they want to worship her." The purple girl had already walked up the steps as she spoke.

"Wait." Seeing the purple girl's excited look, Yang Ming didn't know what he had in mind, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" The purple girl tilted her head and looked at Yang Mingdao.

"You don't know the name of this ancestral temple yet."

"I'll find out soon." The Purple Girl pointed to the building at the end of the steps.

"It's called the Shrine of Jealousy." Yang Ming said.

"Jealous Shrine?" The purple goddess was stunned, this doesn't seem to be a good name, since people built ancestral temples to commemorate her because of the kindness and feat of the Jieshan clan, why did they give such a name.

A jealous woman, no matter where she is, is not a word of praise for a woman? The purple girl looked at Yang Ming, who had already held the snow girl in her arms, puzzled.

"It is rumored that although the Jieshan clan is kind, they are jealous, and if there are beautiful people in gorgeous clothes who come here to worship, they will definitely make thunderous noises because of jealousy, and even hurt people." Yang Ming said.

"Really? In that case, I'm going to have to go and worship and see if it's really as miraculous as you say. When the purple girl heard this, not only did she not flinch in the slightest, but she became even more curious, stepping on the steps and trotting all the way to the jealous shrine.

When Yang Ming climbed to the end of the steps, the purple girl had already knelt down on the futon in front of the ancestral temple.

Because of the purple girl's kneeling action, the fabric of the robe was tightly attached to the purple girl's back, presenting the perfect body contour of the purple girl in front of Yang Ming, especially the curve between the waist and the buttocks, presenting an attractive scenery.

For a while, Yang Ming didn't know whether it was the roundness of the purple girl's buttocks that made her waist slender, or her slender waist that made her buttocks round.

"Why didn't I hear the sound of wind and thunder, is it because I'm not beautiful enough?" The purple girl turned her head and asked.

"It's just a rumor, maybe the world thinks the coincidence is a miracle." Yang Ming stepped forward, and after putting down the Snow Maiden, he also knelt down on an empty futon like the Purple Maiden.

As Yang Ming's knees fell, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the mountains, and it came so suddenly that both Yang Ming and the Purple Girl, even the Snow Girl on the side were stunned on the spot.

"Hahaha, I see, I see, now I believe it, this is really a jealous shrine." After a long time, the purple girl who had recovered from the shock looked at Yang Ming, who was still in a daze, and laughed uncontrollably.

Even the Snow Girl looked at Yang Ming with sparkling eyes, as if she wanted to see some secret from Yang Ming.

Only Yang Ming looked at the jealous shrine in front of him blankly, and a little embarrassment had already appeared on his face.

"Beautiful!" The purple girl laughed again as she spoke, not because of the legend, but purely because of the embarrassed and dazed look on Yang Ming's face at this time, which was really funny.

made this purple girl can't help but want to tease the other party.