Along the way.

Ouyang Anqi was angry, with a pretty face cold, ignoring Yan Jingwei.

Yan Jingwei had to drive obediently.

After just three hours, Yan Jingwei actually got off the expressway.

"Yan Jingwei, what are you doing?"

Ouyang Anqi was extremely puzzled: "Aren't you going to take me to Jianhu? Why did you get off the expressway so early?"

"Go to Jizu Mountain first!"

"Jizu Mountain?"

Ouyang Anqi was stunned. She was not unfamiliar with Jizu Mountain. She knew that Jizu Mountain was the first Buddhist holy place in the southwest region. Legend has it that Jizu Mountain was the temple of the Buddha's eldest disciple Venerable Kashyapa, and the incense was flourishing.

More than an hour later, the off-road vehicle officially entered Jizu Mountain.

After parking the car at the foot of the mountain, the two got out.

"Anqi, the magic sword of Jianhu will be born tomorrow. Let's live here tonight and set off for Jianhu tomorrow!"

Ouyang Anqi glared at Yan Jingwei, and there was no way. Since she came, she would be happy. She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Feng Yingqiu, telling her that she was in Jizu Mountain now and went directly to Jianhu tomorrow, and asked her to go directly to Jianhu from Kunzhou City to meet together.

"Young man, little girl, are you here in Jizu Mountain? Are you burning incense and praying for children or money? Come on, the incense here is cheap, only 160 yuan, and praying for children is very effective!"

There are many bosses selling incense at the foot of the mountain. When Yan Jingwei and Ouyang Anqi came, they thought they were lovers or couples, so they recommended various incense sets to them!

Yan Jingwei did not buy incense, candles and paper money, but bought some peanuts and bananas, and took Ouyang Anqi up the mountain.

At the beginning, Ouyang Anqi was wondering why Yan Jingwei bought so many peanuts and bananas, but after crawling for a while, with the chirping sounds, flexible monkeys jumped out of the woods. Their eyes stared at the peanuts and bananas in Yan Jingwei's hand and screamed excitedly.

"So many monkeys?"

Ouyang Anqi was shocked.

"The monkeys in Jizu Mountain are very spiritual. They can't catch people!" Yan Jingwei grabbed peanuts and bananas and threw them to the monkeys one after another.

As expected, it was the same as Yan Jingwei said.

The monkeys here are different from those in other famous mountains. Monkeys from other famous mountains are brave and catch incidents are common, and the monkeys here keep a certain distance from people.

"Yan Jingwei, do you come here often?" Ouyang Anqi felt that Yan Jingwei was very familiar with this place.

“I came once a year when I was a kid!”

Yan Jingwei sighed a little.

After feeding the monkeys for a while, the two fed all the peanuts and bananas, they continued to go up the mountain.

On the hillside, there is a temple called Chongsheng Temple.

As soon as the two entered the gate of Chongsheng Temple, Yan Jingwei discovered that at the square where they entered the gate, a middle-aged man in dirty clothes was sitting cross-legged, shouting seriously: "The first is five hundred years, the next is five hundred years, the next is wealth, marriage, and life safety, only one hundred yuan..."

This dirty man, Yan Jingwei had seen before.

When he was in Kunzhou City, Yan Jingwei and Ouyang Anqi went hiking. He met this man in a temple. At that time, the man was pointed at by a group of aunts and said that he was a liar and said that he was a bloody disaster. It turned out that his aunt was here. Yan Jingwei remembered that Anqi had even asked this man to calculate.

Yan Jingwei couldn't help but look at Ouyang Anqi and found that Anqi could no longer remember this dirty man because this was also a memory related to him, so Anqi could no longer remember it.

"That man is so dirty!"

Ouyang Anqi frowned slightly.

"He is a liar. He cheated all the temples in Kunming City and came here to cheat again!" Yan Jingwei shook his head and continued to walk forward.

"Beauty, is fortune telling? I count five hundred years first and five hundred years later... it's very cheap!" The man looked at Ouyang Anqi, grinning, revealing yellow teeth.

Ouyang Anqi is a clean woman. Seeing the other person like this and smelling a foul stench, she almost vomited it out. She immediately accelerated her pace and caught up with Yan Jingwei.

"well!"

The man looked at Ouyang Anqi's back, shook his head, and murmured: "Forget... Forgot... Maybe, it's not that painful!"

After entering the main hall of Chongsheng Temple.

With the sound of Amitabha Buddha, an old man with a white beard and wearing a cassock took the initiative to move towards Yan Jingwei.

"Young Master Yan!"

"Master Wudang!" Yan Jingwei nodded slightly.

"Now, it's eight years now? Young Master Yan is finally here!" Master Wunan said slowly.

"Have he been here?"

Yan Jingwei opened his mouth, with a little expectation in his eyes.

"No!"

Master Wunan shook his head and said, "It has been eight years since the Yan family suffered a disaster, and your father has never been here."

Yan Jingwei's eyes showed disappointment. He came to Jizu Mountain specifically today to inquire about his father's news, but unexpectedly... his father still had no news.

"Yan Jingwei, I'll go out for a walk!"

Seeing Yan Jingwei chatting with an old monk, Ouyang Anqi was a little bored and wandered around the temple.

"Young Master Yan."

Master Wunan's face was solemn: "You should have felt the Tongtian sword intent that appeared in Jianhu a few days ago, right? I have a premonition that the martial arts world has been calm for so many years, and with the birth of this peerless magic sword, the martial arts world may be in dispute again."

Yan Jingwei frowned slightly.

Perhaps, everyone has this feeling.

Especially their official people, otherwise General Ningchuan would not be responsible for the project mainly composed of the strongest No. 0 Metal. That project was prepared to deal with the struggles of the world in the future!

Just when Yan Jingwei was chatting with Master Wunan.

Ouyang Anqi returned to the square again, and the dirty middle-aged man was still fooling the fortune tellers coming and going.

"It doesn't work, but it doesn't work, so don't have money..."

Ouyang Anqi covered her nose and walked forward by a stranger.

"Beauty, what do you want to be? Marriage?" The middle-aged man looked at Ouyang Anqi: "It only costs 100 yuan, but it doesn't work, so it doesn't work!"

"Think of one!"

Ouyang Anqi took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took out a piece of paper and pen and said, "Write down your birth date."

Ouyang Anqi was holding a pen. When she was about to finish writing, her mind flashed through her mind. She did not write down her birth date, but wrote down the birth date of her good sisters Ning Feifei and Yan Jingwei.

"Forget it!"

Ouyang Anqi handed the paper to the dirty middle-aged man.

Um?

Seeing this birth date, a trace of surprise flashed deep in the middle-aged man's eyes. He closed his eyes and calculated for a moment, slowly said: "Girl, the man and woman with this birth date will become a couple, they will get married, and they will have a boy!"

"Is that true?" Ouyang Anqi's eyes lit up.

"Of course, every hexagram of my hexagram works!"

Ouyang Anqi was overjoyed and threw another hundred yuan to the middle-aged man, then returned to the inner hall of the temple.

Will Yan Jingwei and Feifei get married and have children?

snort!

Yan Jingwei, you are lucky and have not let Feifei down.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ouyang Anqi had already seen Yan Jingwei standing not far away and chatting with Master Wunan. Yan Jingwei could not help but turn his head when he heard Ouyang Anqi's footsteps, and the two looked at each other.

boom!

It was at this moment that Ouyang Anqi suddenly felt a severe pain coming from her chest. She couldn't help but cover her chest and squatted on the ground.
Chapter completed!