Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1250 Offerings
Coincidentally.

The next morning, the rain stopped.

When He Ji walked out of the wild temple with his packed belongings in his arms, he kicked something with his toe.

He Ji was a little surprised. He glanced at the thing he had kicked down several steps from the gate of the temple. It was a dirty cloth bag.

He Ji frowned and yelled: "Who, throw things everywhere!"

Bo Chengxian came out of the temple and raised his eyebrows when he saw the cloth bag: "This is the thing of the young man who cut firewood last night. Why did it fall here?"

The young people living in Jinyun Villa left quietly before dawn when they were still practicing.

But this pocket Bo Seung-hyun has some impressions.

The young man hung the bag on the side of the firewood last night. He saw some blood stains on the bag, and looked at it with consciousness. There were some small wild food such as hares and pheasants in the bag.

"Maybe it wasn't tied properly, so let him put it here. He's a local, so he might have to come back and look for it."

He Ji responded, and put the bag back in front of the temple gate.

"Take it away in your pocket, that's his thanks for repaying you for the bowl of broth."

Yanyan's voice came from behind Miaozi.

When the rain stopped in the early morning, she and Mr. Yumei went up to the hillside behind the wild temple.

Bo Chengxian was a little surprised, agreed, and walked back to pick up the dirty cloth bag with his own hands.

Zhongkun walked past him, staring at the pocket and frowning: "It's dirty, fishy and smelly, what do you want it for? Throw it away! You don't mind it yourself, don't smoke the suzerain."

Bo Chengxian glanced at the pocket and felt that what Zhongkun said was reasonable, so he untied the pocket from the luggage and said to several people: "Wait for me a moment."

After speaking, he ran to the stream behind, cleaned up the wild rabbit meat inside, washed the bag inside and out, and dried the clean rabbit meat and bag with magic before folding them back.

Bo Chengxian put the rabbit meat and bags into the storage bag, and said to He Ji: "Have you asked the suzerain today? Can you enter the city?"

He Dian nodded: "The suzerain said he was going to enter the city."

Bo Chengxian jumped on the shaft: "Let's go!"

Yan Yan sat cross-legged on the thick mat in the car, flipping through "Cang Lang Zhi"

On Mr. Yumei's lap was a small square wooden box, which contained several black and white chess pieces.

Neither Go nor Shuanglu.This is a game he figured out on his own, and he has been playing with it a lot lately.

Yanyan knew that it was the homework that that thick-skinned Canghua forced on Mr. Yumei.

Canghua thought Go was too cumbersome and asked Mr. Yumei to think about an interesting and simple game. Mr. Yumei accepted Canghua's rude request unconditionally.

Yanyan thinks that Canghua is obviously bullying honest people.

Why not let Lie Shanding do this job?
A white piece fell into the game, Mr. Yumei frowned slightly, and raised his head to look at Yanyan who was sitting on the ground reading a book.

"You are worried."

Yan Yan raised her head, nodded without hiding her head: "Yes."

Mr. Yumei has never seen Yanyan's expression so serious.

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The young man who stayed in the wild temple did not return to Jinyun Manor, but the young man did not lie to Yanyan and the others, the young man did live in Jinyun Manor.

It's just that before returning to Jinyun Manor, the young man needs to send firewood to Canglang City.

The young man entered the city before dawn, and when he entered the city gate, the guards didn't even bother to look at the young man.

It's not that the young man is not good-looking, it's that the city guard is too familiar with the young man.A face I saw the next day, I have seen it for several years.

The young man stepped on the wet stone slabs and walked towards the palace on the east side of the city with a bundle of firewood on his back.

Walking along the spacious and flat Canglang Street to the end, there is a splendid palace.

The emerald-colored glazed tiles are illuminated by the rising sun, just like the light entering the shallow sea, emitting those sparkling green lights of different shades.

These green lights fell into the eyes of the young man, just like stars falling into the sea.

The young man's eyes are very calm, because the young man knows in his heart that the beautiful light on those high eaves has nothing to do with him, and his surname is not Xing.

Everything in this palace is only related to the Xing family.

The young man walked straight to the gate of Canglang Palace with the firewood on his back, then turned to the right, then to the left, and walked into a deep alley.

The alley was a dead end, and at the end of the side wall there was a door recessed in the wall.

People who have never been here will never see that there is a door here.

Walking to the door, the young man unloaded the firewood from his shoulders, rubbed his painful shoulder with one hand, and knocked on the door panel with the other hand.

Soon there was a sound of flicking the door bolt from inside, and then the corner door was pulled open, and an old woman's hand stretched out, putting a large sum of money into the young man's hand.

As usual, the young man lifted the bundle of fagots and put them in the threshold, but he did not go in himself, then turned and left.

There was no communication between the people inside the door and the young people outside the door.

It was only the end of the hour when the firewood was delivered, and the city gate was full of people of all colors waiting to enter the city.The young man flowed out of Canglang City along the way he came, against the people who entered the city.

As soon as he walked out of the city gate, he heard a voice from the team entering the city: "Hey, what a coincidence, we met you!"

The young man turned his head and looked over, and recognized that the person who spoke was the monk who had given the soup in the wild temple last night.

It's just that the young man didn't know that the monk's name was Bo Chengxian.

At this moment, the young man saw that Bo Chengxian had jumped off the carriage and was walking towards this side.

The young man stood still and saw Bo Chengxian holding a starched cloth bag in his hand.

Walking closer, Bo Chengxian handed the cloth bag to the young man with a gentle smile: "We have accepted the rabbit. You are a good crafter, so fat hares are hard to catch, right? This is your bag, return it to the original owner."

The young man lowered his head, took the neatly folded cloth bag in Bo Chengxian's hand, and was stunned.

Probably the bag was so clean that the young man didn't recognize that it was the bag that held the corpse of a wild animal last night.

At this moment, it has completely changed its appearance, and it is neatly folded and pinched in the young man's hand.

This ordinary dirty cloth bag was cleaner than the clothes on his body.It seems that after passing through the hands of the monk, it has become full of extravagance.

The young man couldn't help raising his head to look at Bo Chengxian who had joined the team entering the city again, and asked, "Which sect are you from?"

A clear answer came from the long queue: "White Mist Palace."

The young man didn't speak anymore, because the two carriages from the White Mist Palace were quickly submerged in many carriages that entered the city at the same time.

When the young man returned to Jinyun Villa, he didn't enter the Zhuangzi either, because he didn't live in the Zhuangzi either.

Bypassing the neatly arranged households, the young man came to an ancestral hall embedded in the stone wall halfway up the back mountain, pushed open the old wooden door and walked in.

The light in the ancestral hall is a little dark, but it can be seen that it was repaired in a grand way in the past.

The entire ancestral hall was built directly from the stones of the mountain, so it is extraordinarily strong.A stone window was chiseled obliquely above the head.

During the day, the sun shines into the ancestral hall from the stone window, and is shining on the things enshrined on the front of the ancestral hall.

What is enshrined there is not a tablet of an immortal, nor a statue of an immortal.

It's a rhino in armor.

　Thank you Yun Wanning for the monthly ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)