The next day, the city is in full bloom.

East, west, south, north, and sacrificial songs, Yaleman City.

Just the day before the festival, the wealthy families in the city each invested a lot of money in the celebration, which made the incense in the city more than doubled.

The absentminded disease was cured without medicine before the auspicious day. It must be that the gods protected and brought blessings, which led to the happy result of everyone.

Faced with such miracles, everyone naturally actively rewarded the gods, hoping that the gods would show their kindness and protect the people in the ancient city more and make the people in the city last for thousands of years.

The festival is brilliant, but there are only a few of them belonging to the divine stones.

The incense was sparse in the temple, and only the old man pinched the incense and looked at the sky and bowed, saying all kinds of stories that the young man disdained to listen to.

The Shishen Temple, which is over 10 years old, welcomes a young pilgrimage today when the door is neglected.

He was a young man in a gorgeous dress. He looked at most twenty-three or four years old, but he was very generous. The ten ingots of gold donated were enough to rebuild the facade of the stone temple.

This is called Lao Miaozhu, and he was very frightened and followed and served all the way. Because he was too restricted, he almost tripped on the high threshold of the temple gate.

Fortunately, the young master helped him in time: "Brother-in-law, look at the road."

The old temple prayed aloud and said ashamed: "Thank you, thank you."

He grew up in the temple since he was a child, and his father was the last temple to pray. He went up the mountain and entered the stone twenty years ago, and there was no turning back.

He watched the Stone Temple decline all the way, but he was powerless.

When he was young, he was also indignant, believing that everyone did not worship the true god, but now, a considerable amount of incense money is enough to be happy for him.

"Make the statue of God better." The young man said, "Although God is in the hearts of people and talks about money, the gold suits of gods and Buddhas will never be bad. To others, the temples that are too shabby are not protected by gods."

Laomiao accepted the blessing with gratitude and said goodbye to him with great gratitude.

After leaving the temple gate, Feng Ruyuan walked to the left.

He traveled alone, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu stayed in the Qingguan, and gave the details of the investigation of the ancient city to Fengling in detail, and asked his senior brother to transfer people to deal with the matter of Tianli as soon as possible.

He ended up having a leisurely life and took no one to come out to play.

Feng Rugu walked alone on the streets shoulder to shoulder with a cigarette gun.

The streets were the prosperity he had not seen in a decade, which was more noisy and lively than the previous few days. But when he was alone, Feng Rugu's face was almost expressionless, and he was not as active as he had traveled with Ru a few days ago. He seemed to be indifferent to everything.

He had no destination to travel around, and no matter how exquisite the things were, they could not keep his sight for a moment.

Except for stopping in front of a lantern for a while and reading the whole story with a lot of fun, nothing could keep his footsteps.

As he leaned over to look at the lamp, Chen Chen walked past him side by side with Jian Ruxin.

Feng Rugu did not turn around and looked at the villain in the lamp with concentration, but Lian Ruxin looked at him from behind.

His face had no expression, and his faint look made Yi Shangchen beside him feel that he might be looking at the lights, not the person.

Yi Shangchen knew that he had caused big trouble for Lian Ruxin this time. Since he woke up yesterday, he was also indifferent to himself. Yi Shangchen naturally thought about trying to please him. He grabbed his sleeves and came to the lamp and enthusiastically introduced: "Brother Lianjia, do you know what this is?"

Lian Ruxin knew it, but now he just wants to listen to Yi Shangchen's words a few more words: "I don't know."

Yi Shangchen exaggeratedly: "Wow, you have been bored in the mountains for too long. I have to take you down the mountain from now on. This is a lantern, driven by the heat of the candle inside..."

The dust on the clothes tried hard to please Zheng Ruxin, but the practice of Zheng Ruxin has already divided the spirit, and I always look at Feng Ruxin.

Feng Rugu was like a real rich young man. After watching the lanterns, he lost interest, folded his fan and left gracefully.

Lian Ruxin withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes slightly.

...The heat from the revolving lantern made his cheeks hot.

At this time, the Chen Chen of Yi was paying attention to another matter.

He noticed the stone temple that was deserted not far away.

...It seems that there will be no sacrificers going up the mountain this year.

Even though she knew that Lian Ruxin would know the amount of incense worshipped, she would not let the dust on her clothes ask Lian Ruxin to see this scene, and held Lian Ruxin's arm to act coquettishly, pointing to another temple opposite to the mountain temple: "Brother Lianjia, let's go there. There is a river lantern there."

Lian Ruxin said "um", looked up at the moon, then lowered her eyes: "Okay."

The dust on the clothes was secretly happy, grabbed his sleeves, and rushed to another lively place.

They wandered around like this all night until midnight was approaching and the noise in the city had not stopped.

But as the son of the mountain god, Jian Ruxin must reach the mountain road before the hour of the hour, untie the barrier, and wait for the person who climbed the mountain to offer stones to arrive.

Even if no one comes, he still has to wait. This is the responsibility of Jian Ruxin.

The three-year worship ceremony was the first time on the dust on his clothes. Therefore, when he followed Lian Ruxin, he secretly decided to wait with him until dawn tomorrow morning and then accompany him to watch the sunrise. He must not sleep lazyly.

However, on the mountain road, Lian Ruxin stopped.

Lian Ruxin, who has always been a little sarcastic, took the initiative to ask: "Are you happy today?"

The dust on the clothes nodded quickly.

Lian Ruxin: "I am very happy too. Today is the happiest day I have ever lived in my life."

Yi Shangchen smiled and was about to go up and hold his shoulders when he saw Lian Ruxin turning around on the stone steps, covered in moonlight, and silently looking down at him: "Thank you."

The dust on the shirt smiled and said, "No need to thank me, just ask me to kiss me more."

Lian Ruxin: "Thank you for being with me for the past two years."

Yi Shangchen turned around, afraid that the smile on his face would not be kept: "Okay, I won't accompany you. I am a demon cultivator and can't accompany you to guide you. I will go to the divine stone to wait for you."

After saying that, he was about to run up the mountain.

Lian Ruxin called his full name behind him: "Dust on the Clothes."

Chen Chen's ankles on his shirt became soft. He stood on the mountain road with his back to Lian Ruxin, his heart suddenly became cold and hot, and the smile in his voice was completely pretending: "I've caused you trouble, right?"

Practice as if your heart is silent.

Yi Shangchen didn't dare to look at him, but his tone became quick: "I know I was wrong, really. I will go down the mountain tomorrow, do a hundred good things for a hundred consecutive days, and make up for the merits. I will no longer be confused and will not smash other people's statues. You are too lonely to stay here alone. I will stay with you one more time. Can you..."

Lian Ruxin's voice was cold and ice: "You go."

Yi Shangchen turned around suddenly, his voice sharply: "I won't leave!"

After shouting, Yi Shangchen felt that this was not an attitude of admitting his mistake, and his expression and voice softened.

"I won't do it anymore." Yi Chen said, "Don't drive me away..."

"I didn't say you were wrong." Lian Ruxin held her sleeves and her expression was calm. "But the existence of the demonic way will cause trouble for the divine stone. If you stick to yourself, you will be fine. But now, I just want to keep the divine stone safe. As for the others... I don't think he wants."

Chen Chen clenched his fists.

...Divine Stone, Divine Stone.

He is not as good as a cold stone that has been confined to the heart for the rest of his life.

He wanted to grit his teeth and force himself to wake up, but when his teeth bite each other, he realized that his teeth were trembling and clattering.

Yi Shangchen could hardly hear his voice: "Since I have hindered your duty as a guardian stone, why do you need to save me? Wouldn't it be better to let me die seriously injured?"

"You died for the divine stone. Although it was a mistake, I still want to save you and give you a life and regain your grudges."

"Grievance..." Yi Shangchen murmured, "Is it a grudge between me and you?"

Lian Ruxin asked back: "It's not a grudge, what is it?"

...After two years of companionship, he actually called this grudge?

Yi Shangchen's mouth trembled, and pointed at Lian Ruxin as if crying and laughing: "You... do you have a heart?"

As soon as this question came out, Yi Shangchen was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Yes, I forgot! You have no heart, you came out of the stone!"

Lian Ruxin looked at him quietly, not angry or sad, but just looked at him with concentration.

Yi Shangchen thought, by the way, it was because of this extraordinarily focused look that he misunderstood that Lian Ruxin had ulterior motives for himself.

In the eyes of a son of god like Jian Ruxin, he was afraid that he was just an animal he raised. If he teased him, he would kick him away once he touched the interests of him and his divine stone.

Because he has no heart at all.

Like the heart, like the heart, just like there is nothing.

Yi Shangchen spread his hands and laughed loudly: "I have stayed here for two years, and I'm already tired of it..."

He retreated toward Lian Ruxin, waiting for a shout to stay.

He counted ten times, took ten steps back, and gave Jian Ruxin five steps to retain himself.

However, Lian Ruxin just looked at him with concentration without expression.

...He has always been like this.

He only has his city and people in his heart, only his responsibilities, and he is just a passerby in his long life.

Lian Ruxin is right. People hate the devil's way, and they smashed other people's temples, causing a lot of noise. Staying there will only drag him down and even defile the reputation of the divine stone.

As a demon, he is not worthy of guarding a stone.

Thinking of this, a heart almost cracked when dust on his clothes, but his smile became brighter and brighter.
To be continued...