"What the **** does Dulang Mountain look like," Jiang Mingyue tried to imagine while sitting on the bed, and then realized that with her barren imagination, she couldn't imagine what a mountain looked like.

"It's just a mountain. There are hillsides and a few hills. Right, there are a lot of trees and grass on the mountain," Zhao Lingyun didn't imagine it at all. In Master Zhao's impression, the mountains are not all like this? Some mountains are high, some are short, some are full of rocks, and some are full of greenery.

"We will know when we go," Zhao Lingyun said to Jiang Mingyue, "I hope this mountain has some beautiful scenery, so that General Gao can at least see the scenery."

When Jiang Mingyue was chanted by Zhao Lingyun, she suddenly remembered the barren mountain where she buried her bones in her previous life. The mountains in the Southland, even if it snows in winter, will not look barren. Jiang Mingyue can't help thinking that perhaps the dead soul of General Gao will be the same as in her previous life. At sunset, watching the change of seasons?

"But I find it difficult," Zhao Lingyun said at this time: "There is a Cthulhu Temple, and I don't know what kind of Cthulhu it is."

Jiang Mingyue Jing Zhao Lingyun reminded him that he felt that he was thinking too much. How could the ghost of the old General Gao have her feelings at that time?

Zhao Lingyun was lying on the bed again, and said to Jiang Mingyue: "Speaking of this evil temple, I wonder if people are dead, shouldn't there be ecstasy? How can this be so barbaric for the old general, Yan Wangye Don't care?"

Jiang Mingyue said: "This can't be said."

In her previous life, she hadn't seen any ghosts either.

Zhao Lingyun: "What the lady said is that Lord Yan can't count on it, and count on ourselves to be better than anything else."

Jiang Mingyue agreed with Zhao Lingyun's words, "Well," Jiang Mingyue hummed heavily.

Zhao Lingyun thought for a while, and then said, "Will we really meet the barbaric evil god? God, how should the evil **** deal with it? I heard Aunt Hua said that black dog blood breaks evil, let's get some black dog blood?"

Normal people will stop the chat at this time. Do you want to punish a **** when you go to Dulang Mountain? Isn't this a bullshit? But Jiang Mingyue has never been regarded as a normal person, so Zhao Lingyun said how to deal with the barbarian evil god, Jiang Mingyue really thought about it for a while, and said: "But where are we going to find a black dog now?"

Outside the customs in winter, there is no grass growing, and there are no traces of birds in the sky. Where are they going to find a black dog?

Zhao Lingyun: "Then what else can deal with the evil god?"

Jiang Mingyue shook her head: "I don't know, I haven't encountered such a thing."

I haven't skipped the great god, I haven't been a **** stick, who knows how to deal with an evil god?

Jiang Mingyue even had a question. She asked Zhao Lingyun, "Is the evil **** a god?"

Zhao Lingyun was taken aback when asked by his wife, and said: "Yes, which decent **** would have trouble with a dead soul?

"The **** of fart is an evil ghost at best," Zhao Lingyun said to Jiang Mingyue: "If it is a ghost, let's not be afraid. I will bring the scriptures. Then I will read a scripture to that ghost. I will do good deeds. I'm here to save this dog thing."

Jiang Mingyue: "Do you still bring the scriptures?"

Zhao Lingyun: "The Lord invited it from the temple under the Cliff of Thousand Buddhas."

Jiang Mingyue: "What? There is a temple on the Thousand Buddha Cliff?"

Why didn't she know, she also went to Qianfoya too.

Zhao Lingyun: "You didn't go. The little calf Anian said he was hungry, so you worry about that little calf. I went with us. The temple is not big, there are two temples in front and back. The monks in the temple are like Only six people."

Jiang Mingyue said: "Why do you ask for the scriptures?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Our master donated two copper plates as incense money. The old host said that we can take a copy of his handwritten scriptures and go, our master took one at hand."

Jiang Mingyue: "Send the handwritten scriptures casually?"

In Zhao Lingyun's place, how precious can the handwritten scriptures be? Therefore, Zhao Lingyun said indifferently: "Perhaps I want to promote the Dharma."

Jiang Mingyue stopped speaking, as if there was only one explanation.

"Have you donated the incense money?" Jiang Mingyue suddenly asked Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun: "I didn't donate it. The Bodhisattva in the big temple in the capital can never bless me, so can the Bodhisattva in a small temple work? I don't believe it."

Jiang Mingyue gave Zhao Lingyun a push, "Don't let Aunt Hua hear these words."

Those who believe in Buddhism hear Zhao Lingyun's words, maybe they can fight Zhao Lingyun hard, you don't respect the Buddha, can you still have it?

Zhao Lingyun: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

His wife doesn't believe in Buddha, so he tells the truth.

At this time, the attention of the two men was still on the Lone Wolf Mountain, and the princes in the royal court were fighting each other. The two men really didn't pay attention to them, and they felt that they should not be able to carry such storms.

Until the afternoon of this day, Zhao Lingyun and his entourage followed the second prince on the road. The second prince wanted to scold someone, but he still endured it, because Zhao Lingyun threatened him and he wanted to scold him, so they would just go on the road tomorrow.

"It's too cold," Zhao Lingyun slaughtered the scarf covering her face while riding a horse, fearing that the scarf would be blown away by the wind.

"It will be colder later," the second prince told Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun sighed and said to the second prince: "The price of this trip, let's talk about it when we rest."

The second prince smiled, saying in his heart that you are dreaming!

After Zhao Lingyun and his party followed the second prince and trudged in the snow for ten days, the old man took Anian and A Sui to Yufeng Pass.

A majestic Guancheng, from a distance, looked like a moat that traverses the sky and the earth. But the old man was not in the mood at this time. He admired the biggest Guancheng in Dayin. When Anian urged the carriage to enter Guancheng, the old man couldn't even take a look at Yufengguan.

"Old lady, where are we going first?" Anian asked as he drove the carriage, "Should I go to General Sun first, or go directly to Gaofu?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "Let’s go to General Sun first."

Sun Rui was the one who followed Zhao Lingyun. Now that the imperial adult ran outside the customs, the old man had to tell Sun Rui about this first.

Sun Rui had a hard time at Yufeng Pass. He waited for Zhao Lingyun not to come, and waited for Zhao Lingyun not to come. Sun Rui wanted to leave Yufeng Pass to find Zhao Lingyun. Just when General Sun made up his mind that Zhao Lingyun wanted to find the **** before today, the old man found him first.

After hearing what the old man said, Sun Rui was dumbfounded.

Old man: "Xilou wrote a zhezi, and I want to ask the army to pass it up for him."

Sun Rui pucked out his ears and asked the old man: "What did you say, old man, please say it again."

Sun Rui pinched himself severely as he spoke. The pain from his arm made Sun Rui believe that he was really not dreaming, and Zhao Lingyun of the dog day really left the customs privately!

Old man: "Haha, okay, then I'll say it again."

Sun Rui: "..."

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