Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 135 The Holy Maiden
"Let me tell you, in the past two years, there has been a change of personnel in the Spirit Hall. This is the key factor. The tax rate has been reduced so that the materials used can be more substantial and refined. This is the root cause of everything!"

The uncle's voice of exclamation made Qingyang slightly stunned. He didn't expect that even this extremely ordinary, but some not-so-ordinary trader would be able to benefit.

The tax rate has indeed become less, but this is relative to other taxes.

This is also one of the key points of Qingyang in recent years, to make various tax rates reasonable, to reduce those that should be reduced, to increase those that should be increased, to give preferential treatment to key support, and to appropriately suppress those that are not advocated.

At the same time, it also focused on punishing and rectifying some unhealthy phenomena, and cut off most of the taxes that were set up by the upper echelons of Wuhundian for the golden soul coins in the past.

Although the original intention is considered a good measure, but it's only been two years, has it been able to have so much impact?

Involuntarily, Qingyang had a deeper understanding of his work.

"Little brother, for the sake of chatting with you, I will let you off this order, and don't be polite to me. My temper has always been like this."

The uncle smiled and patted Qingyang on the shoulder, looking very happy.

Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, taking out the golden soul coin in his hand, which seemed to have nowhere to put it.

However, the uncle can waive orders for others at will, which shows that he does have a good business and can make a lot of profits.

This point made Qingyang very pleased.

"Then thank you uncle, the taste of the food here is indeed very good."

Qingyang praised, and then said goodbye: "Then let's go first, the temple will have a sacred book later, we have been looking forward to it for a long time."

The uncle nodded, full of approval.

"I just wish you all a good time. If there is no business, I will go to join in the fun. The Angel Temple in Wuhun City, the ceremony is famous in mainland China!"

The ceremony of the Temple of Angels was a large-scale celebration. It was adapted and passed down according to the ancient prayer festivals. It lost the solemnity of etiquette, but it also brought excitement and celebration.

The celebration of Wuhun City is naturally unique on the mainland, so every year to participate in the ceremony here, there is always an endless stream of people watching.

"Boss, here are two white cakes."

There was a shout, and then a young couple walked over full of passion.

They are also like Qingyang, with gorgeous costumes, although they may not be expensive, they can be considered outstanding.

The two of them glanced at Qingyang and Qingli, their eyes were full of astonishment, but they also knew that it was impolite, so they withdrew their gazes after a while and continued their affection.

Of course, Qingyang could see it clearly, perhaps it was the girl's ruthless twist that brought the man back to his senses and comforted his girlfriend.

The uncle was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly greeted him, and said goodbye to Qingyang at the same time.

"Hey, little brother, business is here again, you go first, I am an older man, I'd better entertain these people and make people happy."

"Otherwise, my signboard will not be guaranteed."

After speaking, the uncle put on a warm and friendly smile and prepared white cakes for new customers.

Qingyang didn't bother Suifeng too much, took Qingli's hand, and slowly left here.

Along the way, the two also ate a lot of unique food, all of which tasted rare, and many of them even surprised Qingyang. Of course, otherwise, they might not be able to survive in this place.

After filling my stomach, I looked up at the sky, and it was already afternoon.

There is still a lot of time, so Qingyang naturally took Qingli to the goal of this trip, the grand celebration.

Along the way, the flow of people became more and more numerous, and there were countless people with gorgeous clothes and outstanding looks, but Qingyang and Qingli always attracted a lot of attention no matter where they went.

Qingli's cute and innocent appearance can be said to kill both men and women, and Qingyang's unparalleled handsome face has attracted a lot of attention and hostility.

Fortunately, the two of them were not very old, so they did not encounter any special circumstances.

"Brother, I want that!"

Qingli's crisp voice made Qingyang turn his gaze away.

Various small items, necklaces, bracelets, masks, etc. were placed on the small movable stalls by the roadside, and what Qingli was pointing at was a sacrificial fan.

The store owner is a wife, and when she heard the voice, she immediately showed a kind smile.

"Little girl, you have a good eye. My good granddaughter also likes this ritual fan. If it wasn't for the family, I wouldn't take it out and put it here."

Qingyang took Qingli's hand, walked over, picked up the simple round sacrificial fan, and placed it in Qingli's hand.

Qing Li suddenly called out cheerfully, and quickly picked it up.

"Old man, how much is this sacrificial fan?"

The old woman watched Qingyang hand it over to Qingli, and the smile on her face suddenly deepened.

Hearing Qingyang's question, he still said kindly: "Not much, not much, I only need two silver soul coins."

Qingyang took a look at the items, and knew that this fan was not worth so much anyway, no matter in terms of materials or workmanship, it could only be regarded as good.

Perhaps because of the location here, the price is very high.

Qingyang didn't argue, just took out two silver soul coins and handed them to the other party.

"Thank you for your patronage. Let me tell you a piece of news. This time the celebration, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall will also come to participate."

The old lady quickly collected the money, and at the same time told Qingyang about it.

Qingyang was a little surprised, the saint of Wuhun Temple should be Hu Liena.

A year ago, the other party was accepted as a disciple by the Pope because of his outstanding talent and personality that Bibi Dong liked very much, and bestowed him with the title of Saintess.

Looking at it, it seems that there is a plan to entrust the affairs of the Pope's Palace to Hu Liena.

Qingyang even guessed the reason why Bibidong did this. Hu Liena took over the pope as a saint, which is an extremely reasonable and legal formal procedure.

At that time in the future, I will be the master of the Douluo Hall, Qian Renxue who is the adjudicating elder of the Elder Hall, and Hu Liena who is the Pope of the Pope Hall.

Basically all of them are his own people, and the Wuhun Palace is considered to be completely controlled by him, unlike now, even with the Pope's support, there is still a barrier after all.

This deliberate arrangement fully demonstrated Bibi Dong's care and support for her.

I sighed in my heart, walking all the way, inexplicable...or inevitable, carrying the expectations of many people on my body, this feeling is not bad, and even a little joyful.

However, occasionally Qingyang would be afraid, afraid of letting them down, even if they didn't ask him to do anything.

"Old man, thank you for your news."

Qingyang thanked with a smile, but did not show his emotions.

(End of this chapter)