Following the little girl who didn't know what to call it off, Hou Xiaohu entered the room in the center of Qishan Temple. Bayi?Chinese Network =≤≤.≠8≤1≠Z≠≤.≈C≈O≈M

As soon as you enter the door, you will see three large golden statues, there is an incense case in front of the three statues, a golden incense burner with three and a half high-burning incense sticks is placed on the incense case, and there are three futons on the ground.

The little girl stood aside, the lantern she had held in her hand had been placed on the incense case by her, and she didn't know when she was holding three incense sticks in her hand, and when she saw Hou Xiaohu come in, she said to Hou Xiaohu: "No matter who you are, when you enter the Qishan Temple, you must first worship the ancestor of the three Qing Daoists." To give. ”

As she spoke, she handed the three sticks of incense to Hou Xiaohu.

Hou Xiaohu didn't have any pretentiousness, he directly took the three incense sticks, lit them on the incense candle on the side, and bowed three times to the statue of the three Qing Dao ancestors with three incense sticks, and then inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.

Although he didn't believe in Taoism, Hou Xiaohu was still in awe of those immortals in Daomen, so now he worshiped the Sanqing Dao Ancestor, but he didn't have any awkward feeling of being forced, everything was done quite naturally, and it was also seen in the eyes of the little girl.

After Hou Xiaohu inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner, the little girl said to Hou Xiaohu in a soft and sweet voice: "Since you have finished offering incense to the Sanqing Dao Ancestor, come with me." ”

Regardless of whether Hou Xiaohu replied or not, and whether Hou Xiaohu followed or not, the little girl went around from the left to the golden statue of the Three Qing Dao Ancestors.

There was a door behind the golden statue of the ancestor of the Sanqing Dao, and the little girl pushed the door open directly and walked in, and Hou Xiaohu followed her step by step.

Behind this door was a large corridor with a window, and after walking all the way down this corridor for a distance of nearly a hundred feet, I came to another door. After the little girl pushed the door open, she flashed to the side, and said to Hou Xiaohu: "The person you are looking for is here, you can see it when you go in." ”

"There's little sister Lao. Hou Xiaohu didn't ask the little girl why she didn't go in, but thanked her in a low voice.

In fact, walking along the corridor with windows, Hou Xiaohu did not forget to take a look at the surrounding situation.

It is said that this Qishan Temple is built on the top of the mountain, and it is said that it should not occupy much space. However, after coming from the two boulders connected to the mountain, this side is like a huge platform, the area is quite small, and the corridor that Hou Xiaohu has just walked through is nearly a hundred zhang long, and there are many houses on both sides of the corridor, no matter how you look at it, it does not look like the area of houses that can be accommodated on the top of a mountain.

And along the way, there was no light in the houses on either side of the corridor.

Now this time is not the time to fall asleep, could it be that those Taoists in this Qishan Temple are exceptional?

And the thing that makes Hou Xiaohu feel that he can't let go of his heart the most may be the master that the little girl said.

When he came to Qiyang County today, Heifeng Ma's illness was sudden, and he went up the mountain to seek medical treatment. Thinking about it at this moment, either the little girl's master really has the ability to pinch and calculate with an unpredictable prophet, or the little girl's master is the one who knows that the black wind horse suddenly fell ill, or even the mastermind behind the scenes.

It is impossible for Hou Xiaohu to have no doubts in his heart.

But Rao was so, and he still entered the door under the gaze of the little girl.

Upon entering the door, the first thing that caught my eye was a slender looking figure, kneeling on a futon, kneeling in front of a statue.

It's just that the slenderness is relative, from the thin shoulders downward, at the waist part of the abrupt narrowing, but in the lower half of the moon suddenly swelled, after two perfect arcs, sinking into the futon.

Just looking at such a figure, Hou Xiaohu's heart turned out to be restless. He didn't know where this restlessness in his heart came from, and why it came so suddenly, so that Hou Xiaohu only wanted to hold the figure firmly from behind, and his hands were reckless on the pair of moon and a half.

To be continued...