Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

After lunch the next day, Chi Xinsu was allowed to wait in the West Hall of the emperor's palace.

He didn't know why Jiang Fuyuan didn't want him to go to the palace to discuss matters. Only when he got here did he understand the reason.

The entire emperor's palace is resplendent, and the interior is even more magnificent. There are soft cushions everywhere to prevent someone who likes to run around barefoot from accidentally getting cold. Priceless objects are piled in every corner of the palace as if they are free. Even No matter how extravagant the emperor's palace is described in the storybook, it may not have such grandeur.

When you see a residence like this, you will know what it means to hide your beauty in a golden house. Only such a residence can show how valued and loved the people living there are.

Chi Xinsu glanced at all this lightly, feeling speechless in his heart.

He really wanted to tell Zhong Lianfeng to read less of the script. In reality, the emperor's palace of the Great Shun Kingdom did not look like this.

The palace of Yuan Fei Daojun pursues the immortal spirit, with green gauze flying everywhere. Compared with this dream palace, which is comparable to a golden cave, it is so plain that it is very plain.

Inside the bead curtain, Jiang Fuyuan was lying lazily on the couch. When she heard the palace maid reported that the goddess shadow guard was waiting outside, she muttered and urged Ke Xuesheng: "Hurry up and choose one, it's better than me and Asu." It’s time for an appointment.”

Ke Xuesheng unhurriedly took out a deep red dress with thick white fur around the collar: "I don't think any dress is pretty enough to match the beauty of little Phoenix."

He walked to Jiang Fuyuan and pretended to be sorry: "I'm extremely sorry for delaying your trip. Why don't you... let me compensate little Phoenix."

After saying that, he lowered his head and exchanged a gentle kiss with Jiang Fuyuan.

Jiang Fuyuan:......

Learning was as fast as in reality. This morning, Ke Xuesheng kissed her at least ten times on the pretext of compensation.

Before he was enlightened, he was just a sheep. He was so naive that it drove her crazy. Once he tasted meat, he turned into a wolf and looked for opportunities to kiss him anytime and anywhere.

Tsk, she suspected that her wife was just a hard-boiled egg - she was heartbroken.

"Okay, let's kiss you when you come back." Jiang Fuyuan stood up and stretched out her hands to indicate that he could dress her, "You have to meet the envoy of Qi this afternoon, so don't let others go."

Ke Xuesheng, who tried to follow him, failed, and was blocked by Jiang Fuyuan before he could say anything.

He suddenly felt that it would not be a good thing to report all arrangements to Little Phoenix.

Seeing his depressed expression, Jiang Fuyuan stood on tiptoe and pecked his cheek comfortingly: "Be good, wait for me."

Although he really wanted to ask, "Will you come back after you go to the temple?" and "Will you still love me when you come back?" Jiang Fuyuan's kiss made Ke Xuesheng swallow all the words back in his stomach, and in the end he only whispered in a nasal voice, "Yes." There was a sound.

After changing clothes, the palace maid rolled up the bead curtain, and Chi Xinsu saw a stunningly beautiful woman in red walking out of the house. Three thousand green silk threads were gently held up with only a red ribbon. No pearls were used, but they were better than gold and jade. Full house.

Ke Xuesheng followed closely behind. Seeing Chi Xinsu's dumbfounded look, he seemed to be talking to himself loudly: "I have really good taste. The clothes I chose for little Phoenix are very suitable for today's weather."

Chi Xinsu:......

He is sick.

Too lazy to deal with Ke Xuesheng, who was declaring sovereignty in disguise, Chi Xinsu hurriedly said to Jiang Fuyuan: "The temple is a long way away, we have to hurry up."

Jiang Fuyuan nodded, raised his hand to wave goodbye to the eager King Muke behind him, and without looking back, he and Chi Xinsu entered the carriage that had been prepared and headed towards the temple.
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The temple is located on the highest mountaintop dozens of miles northwest of the palace. It is surrounded by silence and silence. Only slightly shorter ridges radiate around the peaks at the foot of the temple. They are endless, like countless blood vessels transporting a steady stream of nutrients to the temple. supply.

The carriage can only go to the open space halfway up the mountain, and then there is the winding path, which requires believers to walk up slowly step by step.

Jiang Fuyuan and Chi Xinsu were walking on the path, with tall trees on the left and right blocking their sight. It seemed that except for the road under their feet, nothing else was allowed to appear in their eyes.

After walking for a while, thin beads of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead. Jiang Fuyuan's cheeks turned red, and he gasped and asked: "Did you... also take this road when you left the temple before?"

Chi Xinsu wiped his sweat and said hesitantly: "I guess so? I didn't pay much attention..."

At that time, all he could think about was getting to the palace as quickly as possible. He didn't pay attention to what the road under his feet looked like. He only vaguely remembered that it was also a trail.But...it didn't seem that there was such a strong sense of oppression, and it didn't take so long.

Jiang Fuyuan frowned, stood still and looked back at the way she came. Then she turned to Chi Xinsu and said, "Keep walking."

They had no choice. There was only one way forward and backward. Chi Xinsu responded, took a deep breath and continued walking forward with Jiang Fuyuan.

However, after only walking for half a quarter of an hour, Jiang Fuyuan stopped again and looked back to look at the road.

"Tsk, I knew there was something wrong."

Wenyanchi Xinsu also looked back. What he saw was still a lonely trail sandwiched by dense forests on both sides. He didn't see anything wrong.

"What's the problem?" He looked carefully, his fingers subconsciously kneading.

Jiang Fuyuan pointed to the end of the trail hidden in the dense forest: "Look, it's to the right."

This only path is not straight, but slightly curved, extending like a spiral toward the top of the mountain.

Chi Xinsu was stunned for a moment: "It's to the right. What's wrong?"

Jiang Fuyuan looked solemn: "I just saw it, it was to the left."

On the winding mountain climbing road, if one keeps walking in one direction, the road behind him will also veer in the same direction. This will not change.

Unless... their own direction has changed.

Wanting to understand the crux of the matter, Chi Xinsu's face darkened and he whispered: "Could it be that... a ghost is hitting the wall?"

Most of the ghosts hitting the wall are due to encountering illusions or spirits, which can make people confused about direction and blurred perception. As a result, they don’t know where to go and can only spin in place.

They had met once before in Xiyue Village, and at that time they found their destination by relying on the path led by two weasels.

It's just that this time they are in a dream and have no foreign aid. How can they solve the mystery?
While he was still thinking hard, Jiang Fuyuan's cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

"It's not a ghost hitting the wall." She raised her head and looked at the corner of the eaves that was looming among the treetops as dense as hair.

Just now, the shadow of the temple could not be seen, but now the tip of the iceberg could be glimpsed. It was obvious that they were going in the right direction, and they were indeed getting closer to the temple.

Glancing at the silent forest behind him, Jiang Fuyuan said calmly: "Let's go, we should be there soon."

She wanted to see what kind of thing dared to claim to be a god in her daughter-in-law's dream, and also pretended to be a god in front of her!
After the two of them continued to move forward and slowly walked away, the treetops crowded behind them moved without any wind. The densely packed branches rubbed against each other, making a tooth-wrenching rustling sound, like a person breathing slowly.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the temple until beads of sweat formed and rolled down their faces.

Standing in front of the dark door, Jiang Fuyuan and Chi Xinsu felt a sense of suffocation in their hearts at the same time, as if a big hand pinched their hearts, causing them to bend over and gasp.

Jiang Fuyuan quickly grabbed Chi Xinsu's arm and panted: "Read it to me!"

"The pure heart is like water, and pure water is the heart. There is no breeze, no waves, and Youhuang sits alone, whistling and playing the piano..."

The Qingxin Mantra started, and as the two of them chanted it in a low voice, the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath gradually dissipated. Although there was still a dull pain in the heart, it did not make anyone unable to stand up straight.

Chi Xinsu, whose face was flushed, took a few deep breaths and asked with lingering fear: "Are we... still going in?"

Jiang Fuyuan snorted coldly, and said with anger in his bright eyes: "Go, why don't you go, I am the Phoenix Goddess, and you are the Goddess Shadow Guard. When we return to our own territory, do we need any permission?"

Jiang Fuyuan: If the phoenix doesn't show its power, you think I'm just a chicken, right?