When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 679 Wuhou Temple (I)

“Da da da da”

With the sound of shared bike wheels rolling, a group of more than 20 people riding shared bikes of different colors emerged from the corner. The bearded man in the lead had a bright smile on his dark face and shouted to the red-faced bearded man behind him: "Second brother, let's see who is faster!"

Pedestrians looked at him strangely. One elementary school student tugged at his mother's clothes and pointed at the dark-faced man and said, "Mom, Zhang Fei is racing with Guan Yu!"

"What Zhang Fei? Stop it." The woman on the phone had a hint of annoyance on her pretty face, but in the blink of an eye her expression softened. "Boss Wang, Boss Wang, I'm not talking about you. No, no, no, I didn't say you were Zhang Fei. Let me explain."

The phone beeped. The woman glanced at it and felt disappointed. "Hang up."

The woman's lost mood was replaced by nameless anger, and she wanted to scold the elementary school student. However, as soon as she turned her head, the traffic of shared bicycles of different colors came into her sight. She was stunned for a moment. It's true that the red-faced and long-bearded man and the black-faced and bearded man really looked like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

The woman cried out, "Wait, the one with the big ears couldn't be Liu Bei Liu Xuande, right?"

She rubbed her eyes and said in disbelief: "I saw Liu, Guan and Zhang near the Wuhou Temple?!"

"click"

With the sound of locks being fastened, the shared bicycles were returned to the nearest parking area.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and sighed: "This car is really convenient."

"Brother, brother, I don't know how long it will take for Mr. Mi, Ji Chang, and A Dou to arrive." Zhang Fei looked again and again at the Zhaolie Temple not far away.

Liu Bei smiled and said, "Don't worry, Third Brother, it should be soon."

Everyone waited for a while, and soon a familiar voice came from behind them, "Brother Liu."

Looking back, it was indeed Mi Zhu and Ma Liang who were leading Liu Chan.

After reuniting, the group walked a few steps and arrived at their destination, where they saw a bustling scene.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon. The ginkgo trees in Wuhou Temple looked like colorful brocade under the sunlight, but the shadows of the trees huddled in front of the steps like ink stains. In the square in front of the completely open vermilion gate, an old man was setting up a stall with various facial makeups, and a mobile vendor was pushing a small truck and shouting: "Sugar figurines! Delicious and fun sugar figurines!"

A tour guide waved a small flag and led tourists one by one towards the ticket office. His voice was amplified by a small microphone and a loudspeaker, sounding a bit harsh. "Everyone line up, line up!"

One after another, male and female tourists took their mobile phones to take pictures of the Wuhou Temple. A man in black clothes said to the camera, "Let's go and take everyone in the family to have a look at the Wuhou Temple today."

There were also middle school students in school uniforms standing under a stone with the inscription "Three Kingdoms Holy Land" and reciting loudly: "The late emperor died before he could complete his career."

Just hearing the words "the late emperor died before he could complete his career", Liu Bei felt dazed, and the softest part of his heart was touched. A man with gray hair and a haggard face seemed to appear before his eyes. In his memory, the man should be full of vigor and ambition, and he should be waving a feather fan and confidently saying: "If this is true, then the hegemony can be achieved and the Han Dynasty can be revived!"

The middle school student's tone was still a bit childish, but the content of the "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" he memorized sounded like an elder nagging and instructing the younger generation on what to do.

Liu Bei lowered his eyebrows, tears welled up in his eyes. This was not the first time he had read "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital"; he had read it before.

When he held up the "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" for the first time, his hands were shaking and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

Even today, whenever he hears someone reciting "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital", his heart is moved.

Liu Bei opened his mouth. He didn't know which Zhuge Liang he wanted to talk to, but all his words turned into a gentle call, "Prime Minister, I'm here."

All the ministers of Ji Han were silent. Pang Tong and Fa Zheng sighed again and again. The new arrivals Wu Yi, Huang Quan, Wu Lan and Lei Tong were even more moved.

Zhuge Liang looked up at the Zhaolie Temple. His gaze seemed to have traveled through thousands of years, and he saw Zhuge Liang who wrote the "Book of Departure". Is this me in the history of this world? It is admirable and lamentable.

Everyone in Ji Han calmed down, and Zhang Fei was about to enter the Zhaolie Temple, but was stopped by Zhen De. "Director Zhen, what's wrong?"

Zhen De pointed to the ticket office and said, "I need to buy a ticket."

"Buy tickets?" Zhang Fei raised his eyebrows. "No, we need to buy tickets to go to my brother's temple?!"

“Let alone going to one’s own temple, even if the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties were resurrected, they would still have to buy a ticket to go to the Forbidden City.”

"No way! I'm going to try it." Zhang Fei's stubborn temper suddenly came up.

Zhen De had no choice but to look at Liu Bei. Liu Bei grabbed Zhang Fei's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, you can ask, but don't be rude!"

Zhang Fei's stubborn temper seemed to ease a little. He nodded at Liu Bei and ran to the ticket office.

The ticket seller was stunned when he saw Zhang Fei, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Zhang San?"

Zhang Fei nodded, "I am Zhang Fei, behind me is my elder brother Liu Xuande, my second brother Guan Yu, and the Prime Minister are all behind us, we are from the crew of the New Three Kingdoms!"

"So you are the actor teacher of the crew. I was wondering why you look so much like Uncle Zhang Sanye. But Uncle Zhang Sanye, don't say you are an actor of the crew. Even if you are the real Uncle Zhang Sanye, Uncle Liu, Uncle Guan Erye and Uncle Wu, those who need to buy tickets still have to buy tickets." A helpless smile gathered on the ticket seller's face.

Seeing that this expression didn't seem fake, Zhang Fei calmed down completely. As a general of the Han Dynasty, how could he make things difficult for a ticket seller?
Zhang Fei exhaled a breath of foul air, "Okay, let's go line up."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Seeing Zhang Fei running back, Zhen De asked, "How is it?"

"It's just like what Director Zhen said." Zhang Fei lowered his head and admitted his mistake to Liu Bei, "Brother, I was too impulsive."

"It's okay." Liu Bei patted Zhang Fei on the back, "Let's go and line up first."

"Yeah." Zhang Fei nodded.

However, some unexpected events occurred. The tourists who had been watching them from afar just now ran up one by one to ask for autographs or take photos.

Some people even said to Ma Dai and Wei Yan, "Wei Yan, Ma Dai, can you perform that?"

Wei Yan and Ma Dai's faces changed slightly. They were naturally reluctant to perform that. However, the man suddenly picked up his phone, which showed the page of the New Three Kingdoms. He said, "I am a fan of your New Three Kingdoms."

The two looked at each other, a hint of helplessness between their brows. They had no choice but to act.

Wei Yan put his hands behind his back and laughed, "Who dares to kill me?!"

"I dare to kill you!" Ma Dai jumped out.

"Great, great!" The onlookers applauded, and then many people asked Wei Yan and Ma Dai for autographs and photos.

Wei Yan's mouth curled up into a smile. To be fair, it's not bad to perform this occasionally.
Wu Lan and Lei Tong looked at everything in front of them with mixed feelings. Even Wei Yan was being looked for, so why wasn't anyone looking for them?
"Hmm? By the way, where's Director Zhen?"

The two then realized why they hadn't seen Zhen De. They looked around and finally found Zhen De at the ticket office.

Zhen De wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: I finally bought the tickets.

(End of this chapter)