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Long Tingxuan strolled through the Notre Dame Temple leisurely and leisurely, his steps were as light as a feather, so that after listening to the corner for a long time, the Miao Zhu couple in the inner hall still didn't notice it at all.

After Long Tingxuan circled around, he left the Notre Dame Temple in a dispirited mood.

The silver-haired Ah Sang who was following behind had a hint of anger on his face. He dared to be the blessing of the Holy Mother's Temple, but he was a fat job with endless oil and water?

"It's really shameless! Nasty!" Ah Sang angrily scolded.

"Shameless? Dirty?" Long Tingxuan's eyes flickered darkly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing his white and neat teeth.

His smile was so bright that Ah Sang was slightly taken aback.

Does the young master think that the couple did nothing wrong?

"Young master, they have stolen all the incense oil money that the believers gave to the Holy Mother, isn't it shameless and dirty?" Ah Sang asked with a reddish neck.

The smile on Long Tingxuan's face was even bigger, not to mention a small temple in one place, but looking at the entire Dayin dynasty, who could really be upright and upright, get out of the mud without being stained, and refuse the temptation in front of him?

Money, power, status...

Who doesn't want it?

As far as shamelessness and filth are concerned, compared with the shady scenes in the officialdom, the intrigues and intrigues of the folks are really insignificant.

Perhaps it should be said that the world is like this!

"They're not all greedy anymore, at least they still want to make new robes for the statue of the Virgin!" Long Tingxuan said lightly.

Ah Sang rolled his eyes, "That 1000 taels of silver can make more than a dozen new robes, and they are made of the best material!"

"These accounts shouldn't be calculated like this! Do you think the original Notre Dame Temple had such exuberant fireworks?" Long Tingxuan said with a half-smile.

"What the young master means is that the Notre-Dame Temple is so prosperous. Is it the credit of their husband and wife?" Ah Sang asked in surprise, Lan Hua pointed in the direction of the Notre-Dame Temple.

Long Tingxuan lightly jumped onto the willow tip beside the embankment, leaned on the tree trunk, squinted his eyes and murmured: "Do you think cats and dogs are capable of being temple blessings?"

This is actually the same as the principle in the officialdom, it's not that if you have a lot of money, you can be in a high position if you are only five cars rich.

"It's superficial. I really can't see that the couple has that kind of ability!" Ah Sang pouted, looking up at the lazy and charming figure on the tree.

"If it wasn't for the Holy Mother's visit, I wouldn't be able to see the way inside!" Long Tingxuan's brows that had been frowned just now slightly relaxed, and dazzling fluorescence shone in his dark and deep pupils, "There is a partition under the statue of the Holy Mother. Their prayers. As long as they listen under the partition, and then express their distress and stagnation in their hearts by releasing the lottery, how can the believers not be convinced by the Holy Mother? Why is the Temple of the Holy Mother not full of incense?"

Ah Sang's eyes widened, why didn't he see it just now?

The young master just walked around casually, how could he even see the secrets of others clearly?

It's like experiencing it personally, isn't this too mysterious?

Asang promised to speak.But Long Tingxuan stretched out his hand with a smile, and made a gesture of hissing.

"This king said it. Pay attention to observation, you are not careful enough!"

Ah Sang's face flushed slightly, no wonder the young master came to make surprise tests every now and then, did he feel that he was not careful enough?

"Let's go, I'm hungry, go find a restaurant to eat!" Long Tingxuan jumped down from the tree and landed firmly in front of Ah Sang.Opening the folding fan, he walked forward in stride.

Asan scratched his scalp.He bowed and followed behind Xiaoyao Wang, his head was still buzzing, carefully filtering every detail after entering the Notre Dame Temple.

He must improve, the young master doesn't explain it in such a good-tempered way every time.

The master and servant walked for an unknown amount of time, and it seemed that they were getting farther and farther away from the noisy West Market. Surrounding them were patches of green farmland, arranged in a random order like a chessboard.

The distant mountains are like daisy, with continuous ups and downs, and the clear sky is as beautiful as it has just been cleaned.

Ah Sang frowned, and hurriedly asked: "Young master, aren't you looking for a restaurant? Why did we arrive at the suburbs while walking?"

"You ask this king, who does this king ask?" Long Tingxuan asked irresponsibly, as if he had forgotten that he was the one who led the way just now.

Ah Sang had mixed feelings in his heart, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, could this be another test of the young master?

No way?The old slave can't bear this torture...

Ah Sang cried blood countless times in his heart.

The nimble eyes turned around, showing a flattering smile: "Could it be that the young master wants to eat Tujia dishes made by the local people?"

Well, that's a good idea!

Long Tingxuan nodded calmly and said, "Bring your money and try to find a family of people!"

Ah Sang nodded and smiled smugly. He was really right this time. Is this a pace of progress?

"Young master, wait a minute, let's go get it right now!" Ah Sang shook the purse at his waist, and walked to a mud-tiled hut not far away that was emitting smoke.

Long Tingxuan walked up to the high hill overlooking the panorama of the fields.

The early summer wind blows towards us with a slight sense of dryness and heat, carrying the fragrance of green grass in the field. Long Tingxuan's thin lips are slightly pursed, and his palm is caressing the blue jade Pixiu hanging from the handle of the snow fan. focus.

"Come out!"

Following the words, a black shadow fell from the sky like a leaf falling from a tree, and knelt down firmly in front of Long Tingxuan.

"Young Master!" The voice was calm, without any emotion.

"How?" Long Tingxuan asked.

"Louyue Kingdom is currently in power of Goluo King. His coup has not been long, and he is quite suspicious. It is difficult to send people in." The black shadow on the ground said lightly.

"I don't expect to be able to succeed once. If Goluo King is so easy to deal with, Nightmare will not find me. It's better to proceed step by step. You don't need to be too aggressive. Water drips through stone, and slowly infiltrating is the best strategy at present!" Long Ting Xuan smiled gracefully and said calmly.

"Yes, this subordinate understands! That Nightmare, do you want to continue to spy on him?" Soi Ying continued to ask.

"No need, hold the string in your hand, if the kite flies too far, just pull it!" Long Tingxuan still maintained a slight smile, and his deep voice carried a wonderful charm.

The bright sun above his head shone on his purple Confucian uniform, and the dots of golden thread were dazzling, making his fair and jade-like handsome face even more charming and evil, as if he was as far away as a heavenly man.

"Yes!" Black Shadow bowed and kowtowed.

Long Tingxuan lightly raised his hand, and the black figure flashed like a gust of wind, leaving no trace in an instant.

The surroundings returned to tranquility.

Long Tingxuan looked at the small mud-tiled house where the smoke was curling up, and simply lay down on the grass on the hill, waiting for Ah Sang to come back.

The shade of the trees blocked out the sun, the grass was green and the trees were blooming, Long Tingxuan only felt comfortable and drowsy.

There were hurried footsteps in the field, and the green grass rustled under his feet. Ah Sang was holding a plate of freshly baked Kung Pao chicken, and looked curiously at a corner of the field.

"What happened?" Ah Sang asked the terrified tenant who was staggering towards him.

"Dead...dead corpse..." The tenant was drenched all over, and the gray-brown coarse linen clothes were tightly attached to his rough body. He was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Dead body? Where is it?" Ah Sang asked hurriedly with a flash of light in his eyes.

The tenant tremblingly pointed at the pool that he had just passed by in the distance, and he couldn't catch his breath, and passed out! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)