Zhang Yu was very curious about who the female Taoist priest in white was in the side hall. He still remembered that when he first went to Wangji Shoucai Shop, the female Taoist priest was offered in the main hall, and the Taoist priest was offered in the back hall.

After moving here, the Taoist ancestor offered sacrifices in front, but the female Taoist priest stayed in the side hall behind. Except for Sun Zhaoyi and others burning incense for her, she did not accept the incense in front at all.

Now that Sun Zhaoyi said this, Zhang Yu was not convenient for him to ask Sun Zhaoyi in front of others. He forced himself to stand up. Xia Yuechan quickly helped him, while Ouyang Yanyan was on the other side, and the mother and daughter supported him alone.

The two women look exactly the same, the only difference is that one is dressed in a pavilion and the other is wearing normal clothes.

The two of them helped Zhang Yu into the side hall and sat down on the cushion together.

The two women looked at Zhang Yu, and Zhang Yu looked up at the female Taoist priest on the divine case.

This female Taoist priest was solemn and solemn, with white clothes and white hair. Looking closely, there was still a sense of sadness in her free and easy life.

The candlelight in the hall was full of light and was very peaceful.

Sun Zhaoyi asked him to come here to find a prompt, but after watching for a long time, Zhang Yu could not see the clue.

He slowly closed his eyes and felt it with his heart. For some reason, he suddenly felt very comfortable, and the pain on his body disappeared in this moment.

Gradually, Zhang Yu saw the woman on the divine desk move. Her white clothes were as smooth as snow, and she was as fluttering as if she was dancing lightly.

The soft tune sounded unconsciously. Isn’t it my own rain-seeking song? The woman danced in a clear posture, as if there were rain and dew drops on Zhang Yu’s body, easeing his fatigue.

Not long after, the woman stopped moving. Zhang Yu, with his eyes closed, was pitch black in front of him.

"I understand!"

Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the statue of the god in front of him.

"Witch Dance! It's Witch Dance!"

Zhang Yu followed and looked at Xia Yuechan and said excitedly: "Yuechan, it's up to you this time!"

"Damn me" Xia Yuechan was stunned.

"Do you remember the last time I played the song and you danced?" Zhang Yu said sincerely.

"Remember!" Xia Yuechan suddenly realized, nodded heavily and said, "Zhang Yu, I know! You can play the song now, I will dance!"

Ouyang Yanyan was confused and didn't understand what the two meant. She asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Xia Yuechan immediately said, "Mom, go out for a rest. Zhang Yu and I have thought of a way. It will definitely rain!"

"Are you two successful?" Ouyang Yanyan said with a little concern.

"Don't worry. Zhang Yu and I have been successful. You go out. We will definitely ask for rain." Xia Yuechan said confidently.

"Then, that's fine." Ouyang Yanyan nodded.

She stood up, looked at her daughter, then looked at Zhang Yu, trying to say something, but she still didn't say anything, and walked out.

She closed the hall gate, and in the hall, there were only two people left in Zhang Yu and Xia Yuechan.

Xia Yuechan stood up and looked at her clothes. She usually likes to wear skirts, because this time she came to Taoist temple, she could only wear white tight jeans and a white long-sleeved T-shirt. She had a pair of travel shoes on her feet.

This outfit is really not suitable for dancing, but now, there seems to be nothing to do.

Zhang Yu also knew that time was tight and he could not delay it. He sat cross-legged and started to blew his mouth.

The melodious song sounded, melodious and melodious.

Xia Yuechan was alone more than once thinking about Zhang Yu's playing and dancing in front of this man.

Since she finished dancing for Zhang Yu on the Gold Coast that day, she has never danced on stage. Perhaps this is the day she has been waiting for.

With the melody, her footsteps began to move, and her figure swayed gently. Every step and every twist was so just right.

In the past, she was dancing with long skirts, and her dancing posture and figure were as graceful as the fairy in the moon palace. But now, her tight jeans make her figure look relaxed and charming. Her hair fluttered, and under the reflection of the candlelight, it was full of charming temptation.

When the distance is close, she is beautiful and beautiful; when the distance is far, she is hazy and pleasant, with a graceful look.

Gradually, Xia Yuechan's eyes suddenly changed. It was no longer in the side hall of the Taoist temple, but it seemed like a strange land where birds sing and flowers scented.

Drops of rain fell like pearls, making everything in front of me look like smoke, fog, and dust. And the clothes on my body are no longer white jeans and white T-shirts, replaced with white silk skirts, swaying lightly in the colorful clothes, and pearl and jade shawls.

Soon she discovered that there was a man sitting among the flowers, the man she had been thinking about day and night. This man looked like an old monk entering into meditation, wearing a white robe, just closing his meditation.

Xia Yuechan was swimming and dancing, slowly floating towards the man. She came to the man and fluttered her body, hoping that the man would look at her right away.

Her body kept swimming in front of the man, as if she was tireless, and pearl-like raindrops sprinkled on the two of them, like spring breeze.

I don’t know how long it took, but she finally got tired. Her jade arms wrapped around Zhang Yu’s neck and said softly: “Can I hug me when I’m tired?”

Zhang Yu kept playing and admired Xia Yuechan's dance, and he was a little obsessed with it.

Like Xia Yuechan, before he knew it, he felt that he was no longer in the side hall of the Taoist temple, but in the scenery of the mountains and rivers.

The mountains and rivers are so wonderful that the woman dancing in front of me is even more fascinating.

When Xia Yuechan hugged his neck and said that, Zhang Yu subconsciously hugged her and took the woman into his arms.

In the world, they are hidden in love with the mountains and rivers, and they are perfectly matched with heroes and beauties.

At this moment, Xia Yuechan was unable to control herself and could not control her emotions. She took the initiative to send her cherry lips and kissed the man's mouth.

Zhang Yu had long been obsessed with her dancing posture, and his cherry-like red lips seemed to have magic, making people unable to control themselves. This kiss seemed to be like the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the sea was rotten withered.

On the command car outside Guangming Town.

District Mayor Tang, Wen Qiong, Fu Senbo and other district leaders were sitting in the car.

They looked at the rain outside, and the rain drizzled, and it suddenly stopped after a while.

Seeing the rain stop, Wen Qiong was stunned. Didn’t Zhang Yu say he would go until noon tomorrow? Why did he stop so quickly?

Fu Senbo was delighted when he saw the rain stop, but he said calmly: "The rain stops now. It seems that the weather forecast is right, probably because a piece of rain cloud has just passed and is leaving now."

Wen Qiong didn't say anything. She was just secretly anxious and didn't know what Zhang Yu did.

She wanted to call Zhang Yu, but after hesitating for a while, she gave up. She didn't know what Zhang Yu was doing, but she didn't know what he was doing.

Seeing that Wen Qiong didn't say anything, Fu Senbo immediately said, "It will rain. I don't think it has anything to do with tomorrow's treatment. Anyway, I have already informed me and I will go to Wudang Taoist Temple in the afternoon."

District Mayor Tang nodded and said, "This is true. Now we are notifying all hospitals and medical sites to go to Taoist temples tomorrow afternoon. It depends on how Zhang Yu's traditional Chinese medicine is."
Chapter completed!