The mighty queen of interstellar love

Chapter 57 System Repair Successful
Only by doing things for free in the temple can the body be healthy.

Countless legends say that whoever has any illness at home can be cured when he comes to the temple.

As soon as I talked about going home, I started to get sick when I got in the car. The pain was unbearable.

This life may be able to atone for the sins of the previous life, and be able to go home. If the atonement is not completed, he will become a monk in the temple.

I heard Uncle Wu said that there are names and surnames, but I didn't take it seriously.

Although the subject of Qucheng's research is rather special, he is not superstitious.

He believes that there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by current civilization, but he absolutely does not believe in unscientific things.

Just out of respect, he didn't refute anything.

The others are all flowers educated by the current society. They have been taught superstition and unreliable concepts since they were young, so they naturally sneer at them.

Yueliang didn't believe it either, but she didn't drag others to comment like Cheng Xi did.

At this time, they had arrived at the hotel on the top of the mountain to stay.

There is not only Xilian Temple in Jiulian Mountain, the most famous ones are Donglian Temple and Zhonglian Temple.

It's just that they are not as famous as Xilian Temple among believers.

The location is not as good as Xilian Temple.

But it is precisely because of the special geographical location of Xilian Temple that there are no hotels in the scenic area, and tourists who come from afar can only stay in hotels not far from other temples, which also brings a lot of tourists in disguise. pilgrim.

The hotel they stayed in was not far from Donglian Temple.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when the group reached the top of the mountain, and it took time to eat if there were too many people. After eating, it was five or six o'clock, so they stayed directly.

The hotel is not big, and the room is even smaller. Except for a bed, it can almost accommodate a room as big as a person turning around.

And the bed was still a narrow single bed, a young master like Cheng Xi could fall off when he rolled over, and he was wailing all the time from entering the door to falling asleep.

It was too tiring to climb the mountain today, and Cheng Xi fell asleep as soon as the sun went down.

Uncle Wu is going to burn incense at Donglian Temple. His so-called burning incense is really just burning incense, unlike other pilgrims who also enjoy the scenery and culture.

Those who run mountains like him will basically go in to burn incense when they see temples in the market, and then they will keep their merits and listen to the instructions of the gods.

Qucheng and Zhuge Liuguang naturally wanted to go, since they were researching, every detail would not be left behind.

Climbing this mountain is a piece of cake for Yueliang, and she came here because she was curious about the so-called account writing, so she followed suit.

When Yueliang goes, the two followers of Lan You and a certain army are naturally indispensable.

Shougong, in Yueliang's explanation, is in a daze.

Probably their spirits have wandered off.

Although it cost some entrance fees, Uncle Wu got a bowl of porridge in the temple, and his dinner was served with dry food. He was lucky, and he got a quilt for five yuan. Unable to sit down anymore, he wrapped himself in a quilt and found a leeward place on the top of the mountain, and went to do his work.

Now it is the middle of August in the lunar calendar, and accounts will be opened on the ninth day of September. In addition, account books are needed for exhibitions, and some people in the temple are writing accounts.

They were completely undisturbed by outsiders and concentrated on writing and drawing.

But as long as someone comes forward to watch them, they will come back to their senses. Refusing outsiders to watch is a respect for the gods. Of course, most people will not watch, they all know the rules.

Yue Liang glanced at it, and saw that there were symbols all over the rice paper that was several lengths long. These symbols looked the same, but in fact there were subtle changes.

Some are drawing some strange patterns, which seem to have been seen somewhere, and seem to have a lot of connotation.

Some draw astronomical maps, like a shrinking universe.

The precision is astounding.

If she hadn't seen that they were all ordinary peasants dressed in vulgar clothes, Yueliang would have thought that this thing was made by a master of painting and calligraphy.

It is still the kind of long-term conception and careful writing.

Here, essays can be written down. According to them, there is God in their hearts to guide them.

Once they are disturbed, they will make mistakes. If they make mistakes, the results of several long battles will be burned and restarted.

So Yue Liang didn't dare to look too much.

Soon, another incident in the temple attracted Yueliang's attention.

Some people gathered together and talked.

"Wow... what are you wearing... that's Gudu..."

Can't tell which dialect it is.

Uncle Wu is a local, and his dialect is similar to that of City A, but what these people said was like Martian language, and she couldn't understand a word, but they were chatting with great interest and spit.

"Where is this dialect?"

Qucheng and Zhuge Liuguang were observing in the temple, and when Yueliang asked, Zhuge Liuguang explained.

"This, it is said to be the language of the universe..."

"This is Cosmic Language!"

The two voices sounded at the same time, Yue Liang froze all over, and was ecstatic in the next second. She had been waiting for this voice for a long time...

"The system was repaired successfully!"

"Host confirmed successfully!"

"The system is successfully activated!"

System notification sounds appeared in his mind one after another, and he felt a familiar tingling pain from his fingers, and the loose ring stuck firmly on Yue Liang's middle finger again.

"beauty!"

Yueliang was too pleasantly surprised, she didn't hold back the voice of her cry, she forgot that it was enough to communicate with the beauty only by consciousness, so she yelled out all of a sudden.

And because the voice was too excited, it immediately attracted countless eyes.

"Ahem..." Zhuge Liuguang's complexion was complicated.

"Well, let's pay attention before the Buddha, and molesting others is not here."

"I'm here! What's the matter?"

Lan You also joined in the fun.

Yueliang didn't have time to talk to them, because the beauty was really resurrected, and he was also shouting when they were talking.

"Ahhh! It's so embarrassing! Everyone knows the name of this special girl! Ahhh! I'm dead! Kiss little master, you pay me! If you don't pay me, I won't live!"

Spoiler, cheating, he almost rolled on the ground a few times.

In a trance, Yueliang felt as if he had never left.

Rolling his eyes indecently, "Who knew I called you!"

"Uh... yes!"

When the beauty thought that this was indeed the case, she immediately felt balanced.

I also naturally thought of another thing.

"You said to change my name, and let me have it!"

"Have it?"

Yueliang looked up at the sky.

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course!"

The beauty jumped anxiously.

"I've been repairing it for the past few days and I've been thinking about what name to change to myself! After thinking about it for a few days, I finally figured it out!"

"Also! Didn't you say you were dead? Why did you come back to life!"

(End of this chapter)