Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 229 Leave it all to my little daughter-in-law

Several wind blades hit the protective shield, Feng Qing's face was pensive, and then she looked at Ye Yunshen: "Can you do it? If not, let's retreat."

The road ahead is not yet known to be dangerous. Ye Yunshen has been injured. Although it is all skin trauma, it is not serious, but in order to avoid the recurrence of the previous incident, Feng Qingyan has to be more careful.

But thinking of this, she felt a little strange. Logically speaking, with Ye Yunshen's strength, it shouldn't be like this.

"Isn't the front coming soon? We've already reached this point, how can we give up halfway." Ye Yunshen held her hand and gave her a reassuring smile.

He didn't want to see her disappointed.

Xu was afraid that she would be worried, so Ye Yunshen raised his hand and summoned several spiritual weapons, "Look, I still have a lot of defensive spiritual weapons here, and nothing will happen."

"Then why didn't you use it before?" Feng Qingyan couldn't help frowning.

"Because these are reserved for my little daughter-in-law." He said, and stuffed several defensive spirit weapons into her hands, "I forgot to give them to you before, so you can take them all now."

Seeing them like this, Ah San next to her couldn't help but tug at Ah Da next to her, "Hey, Ah Da, that spirit weapon..."

"Quiet." Ah Da interrupted him mercilessly.

Asan: "..."

Looking at these various defensive spirit weapons, Feng Qingyan felt a little complicated for a while.

She only picked out a bracelet-like spiritual weapon, and then returned the rest to Ye Yunshen, "It's enough for me to take one, and keep the rest for yourself, those attacks that can't hurt me."

"Well, then I'll put it away for my daughter-in-law." Ye Yunshen casually put away the remaining defensive spirit weapon, put it in his cave barrier, and then raised his hand to rub her head.

Gradually, the wind blade stopped attacking, and everything began to return to calm. Feng Qingyan removed the protective cover, and the two ghosts walked towards the exit.

The moonlight is still cold, and there is a flat ground outside. When walking on it, you can occasionally hear the slight sound of dead branches being trampled.

Overnight, Langshan really became a barren mountain with no life.

"This is the foot of the main peak of Langshan Mountain." Ah Da shouted excitedly, then pointed to the front and said, "Go straight along that road to Langshan Temple."

As Ah Da spoke, he flew in that direction. He seemed to be familiar with this place, but Ah San was at a loss.

"Ada, wait for me."

Ah San had already followed, and Feng Qingyan, who was still standing there, looked in their direction, and saw that there was indeed a road ahead, and following the trend, a house was faintly visible halfway up the mountain.

Come to think of it, that is the Langshan Temple that Ah Dakou mentioned.

Regarding this Langshan Temple, Feng Qingyan also heard Xie Guangcheng mention it, saying that there was indeed a temple in this Langshan before the strange incident happened, and many people liked to come here to burn incense and worship Buddha, but since the strange incident happened, they No one came again.

Feng Qingyan and Ye Yunshen followed them all the way up the mountain, and not long after, they stood in front of that Langshan Temple.

In the dilapidated temple, the ground is covered with dead leaves in front of the vermilion gate. Under the moonlit night, the feeling of desolation is very strong.

No one has been here for a long time.

Ah Da kept flying in front of the gate, but didn't go in. The atmosphere seemed faintly strange.

"Ah Da, what's wrong with you?" Ah San leaned over to his side and asked very puzzled.

He seemed to want to comfort Ah Da, but he didn't know what happened. Before, he often quarreled with Ah Da, but now his voice was much lower.

"It's okay." Ah Da's mood was faintly depressed. Although he tried his best to cover it up, Ah San still felt it.

Pushing open the thick vermilion gate, the dilapidated courtyard of the temple came into view, and the evening wind blew up the fallen leaves in the temple.

In his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the little monk in gray and white monk clothes, holding a broom in his hand, carefully cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard...

　Sorry, the previous chapter and the next chapter were messed up, and now I have adjusted it, sorry for the babies.

　　
　
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