Guangyuan Temple is built on the hillside, and going up layer by layer, it is the temple of the gods that is built in a staggered manner. The yellow walls of the temple are long and black tiles, and they surround the temple.

Jiang Ruqiu walked slowly, looking at the homeless people and gods in the courtyard as if they were nothing, and did not really care about the team of soup kitchens and the pilgrims who came to offer incense and pray for blessings, but seemed to be searching for something, and his eyes fell on every place where abnormalities might appear.

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Chapter 145 of "Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" One hundred and forty-five, the smell of blood is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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