shock!The eldest daughter, she tore up the script of the wealthy cannon fodder

Changsong on the side: "."

Anyway, I'm saying it behind people's backs.

He coughed slightly, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"Xiaoguan is a bit crude."

Then he quickly looked at Jiang Li and said, "Miss Jiang, please come inside. Senior brother is waiting for you in the wing."

"it is good."

Entering the temple, Wen Jiaojiao kept turning her head and looking around, and asked as if she was on patrol:
"How long have you been observing the construction?"

Changsong actually replied seriously, "Donor Wen, it's been two hundred years."

"No wonder it looks so dated. How many people are there in there?"

"Including Master, there are four people in total."

"Only four!"

"Yes."

Wen Jiaojiao curled her lips.

She originally thought that the Shuiyun Temple was very big, but it turned out that not only the temple was broken, but also the number of Taoist priests inside was pitifully small.

It's completely incomparable to those in Beijing.

But the environment here is quite good. She felt it when she was halfway up the mountain. The air was very fresh and her whole body became lighter.

When several people walked to the second entrance, a round head suddenly appeared from the pillar next to the end of the corridor.

The head glanced this way quickly, and then quickly retracted.

Wen Jiaojiao saw it with sharp eyes and shouted immediately.

"Ah, there's a kid right there!"

Changsong glanced at it, sighed and walked over.

"Chang Rong, why are you being naughty again? Stop scaring the guests."

Then, a little boy wearing a Taoist robe and a bun with a sky-high bun walked out of the pillar.

The little boy was very cute, with a round face, a round head, and a chubby body. His loose robe was filled up by him.

Wen Jiaojiao became excited again.

"Why did I see three little buns all at once today? Please squeeze them, sister."

Chang Rong was frightened by the exaggerated Wen Jiaojiao, and when he saw a yellow talisman on her forehead, he was even more frightened. He took a step back and threw himself into Jiang Li's arms.

"Sister Fairy! I finally see you!"

Wen Jiaojiao: ".?"

Why do such cute creatures like to cling to the cold Jiang Li? !

and many more.

It seemed like he was scolding himself.

Jiang Li was a little surprised.

But then he remembered that Chang Qing had mentioned that he had a younger junior brother.

I guess it's the little guy in front of me.

Looking at his round head, big earlobes, and clear eyes, he does have some bones.

This Shuiyun Temple was shabby and small, but I didn't expect that the people inside would compete with each other one by one.

"Are you Chang Rong?" Jiang Li grabbed his little hand.

Chang Rong didn't expect that the goddess sister would actually recognize him, and his eyes widened in excitement.

"Yes, yes, I am Chang Rong! Fairy Sister is indeed a Fairy Sister, so amazing!"

Seeing him clinging to Jiang Li, Chang Song suddenly remembered Chang Qing's warning and hurriedly pulled Chang Rong aside.

"Junior brother, Miss Jiang came to see senior brother for something. Don't delay her."

Changrong pouted, "I just want to talk to Sister Fairy, you guys are so annoying!"

Jiang Li smiled, took out a purse and stuffed it into his arms.

"Sister, I do have something to do. Can I play with you after I finish my work?"

Changrong held the purse as if holding some treasure, his eyes sparkling.

"Wow!!! Nice looking bag, thank you sister!"

Chang Rong left with satisfaction after eating the candy.

Ji Yanbai on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"This little Taoist priest is much easier to coax than the Fourth Young Master and the Fifth Young Master." Jiang Li found it hard to disagree.

Wen Jiaojiao lost another pleasure and sighed several times.

"Is there really no one in your Taoist temple except you and the little bun? Why don't you recruit more people? It's so deserted."

Changsong sighed, "The funds are not enough, and my senior brother is in charge. In fact, he is in charge of all the big and small things in our temple."

Wen Jiaojiao suddenly had the appearance of a white-haired senior brother with an immortal spirit.

——Just like in the TV series.

Just when she was thinking about whether she should go somewhere else, she heard Changsong next to her suddenly shouting with joy——

"Senior brother."

Wen Jiaojiao followed his line of sight and saw a person standing in the pavilion not far ahead.

The man wore the same robe, had the same bun, and had a whisk in his arms.

Pretty much what she imagined.

The other party heard the sound and turned around.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere and fascinated Wen Jiaojiao's eyes.

When she rubbed her eyes and managed to regain her sight, a handsome man with clear features suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

Long eyebrows and starry eyes, outstanding grace.

It's like coming from heaven.

The meditation charm above her head whistled with the wind, but her heart could not calm down anymore.

She seemed to have seen a living god.

Wen Jiaojiao took a breath and grabbed Jiang Li's arm.

"So handsome!"

Jiang Li:?
She knew that Wen Jiaojiao liked to be a nymphomaniac, after all, she could drool over her second uncle.

So it's not too surprising.

So she patted the back of Wen Jiaojiao's hand.

"This is not a handsome guy, this is Chang Qing, Chang Song's senior brother."

Wen Jiaojiao:! ! !

Why is Changsong a middle-aged man, but his senior brother is a young handsome guy? !
Before Wen Jiaojiao could answer her question, the "immortal" walked towards them.

"Here we go, I'm ready. Can we just stay here?"

Jiang Li nodded, "This place is indeed quite good. Does your master agree?"

"Master said that as long as it benefits others, he will not interfere."

"it is good."

Wen Jiaojiao was shaking Jiang Li's arm crazily and coughing.

Helpless, Jiang Li could only say stiffly with a straight face: "By the way, let me introduce someone to you. This is Wen Jiaojiao, who came with me."

Changqing nodded friendly.

Wen Jiaojiao tidied her hair back a little shyly, and then said in a sweet voice: "Hello, Master, just call me Jiaojiao."

Changqing then looked at Jiang Li, a little confused.

"Is your friend not feeling well?"

Ji Yanbai couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, successfully getting a roll of the eyes from Wen Jiaojiao.

Jiang Li was also speechless, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about her."

With that said, he walked to the pavilion and started setting up the venue.

Wen Jiaojiao immediately approached Chang Qing and started the hard teasing mode.

"Little Taoist Priest Changqing, how old are you this year? You have become a senior brother at such a young age. It's so amazing."

"Have you always stayed here? Where is your home?"

Changqing frowned slightly and shifted her gaze to the talisman above her head.

Then he reached out his hand and picked up the talisman.

Seeing his white and slender fingers covering the top of her head, and the elegant sandalwood scent coming out of his sleeves, Wen Jiaojiao felt dissatisfied and her face burned.

Just when she was bumping into each other, Changqing opened her mouth——

"This talisman suits you quite well." (End of Chapter)