Chapter 1270
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At the sight of me turning around, Zhang Xiaoai also bit her lips and hurriedly chased up: "what are you in a hurry? I have to change my clothes. How can I go climbing like this? You wait for me at the outside door for a moment. I'll change my clothes and come right away. " Then go straight to the dressing room across the corridor.
I stood at the door of the dressing room. Before I finished smoking a cigarette, Zhang Xiaoai changed his clothes and came out.
A slightly tight light green T-shirt, skinny jeans, and a wild backpack. The hair is scattered in the back of my head and gathered a ponytail. In an instant, from the lazy little sister next door, she became the Royal sister full of youth everywhere.
Seeing her coming out in such a disguise, the police around me looked at me waiting at the door and all joked with her: "Yo, team Zhang, this is going to fight in the field?"
Zhang Xiaoai bit their teeth and beat their fists, but his face was still crimson until we got into a taxi and drove far away.
Guihua mountain is more than 30 miles away from Qingjiang city. It was originally a small barren mountain, but later it was contracted by a retired veteran cadre.
After he covered the barren mountain, he didn't raise chickens and ducks or grow fruit trees. Instead, he planted osmanthus on the mountain.
After a few years, it has become a very prosperous osmanthus forest.
Before the old man died, he donated the osmanthus to the country for free. On the basis of the original, Qingjiang city added some pavilions, wooden chairs and so on, which became a good place for leisure and vacation.
Every August and September, it's the season when osmanthus blooms. It's full of flowers and bees. It's fragrant and intoxicating. Every day, countless tourists are crowded up and down the mountain.
We both walked and watched with the flow of people, and soon climbed the hillside.
Zhang Xiaoai looks very thin, but her physical strength is not bad at all. I'm tired and panting. However, she is very interested in becoming a guide for me, pointing here and there.
Of course, we didn't forget the purpose of this trip. We searched for something special about Guihua mountain from time to time.
It was in the middle of summer and August, and Qingjiang River was around Wuhan. It was extremely hot naturally. With so many people in the mountains and bustling, we both sweated like water.
I bought some bottles of mineral water in a small mountain shop. We sat under the bench under the tree to have a cool rest while peeping around.
Along the way, I didn't find anything special. Mountains are mountains, trees are trees, and tourists go all the way.
Until now, I also had some doubts, this Guihua mountain is just an ordinary scenic spot.
After all, it's such a fun place outside Qingjiang city. It's also the season when osmanthus blooms. Young girls in the flower season love to take selfies. It's normal for them to have a look and show.
There was nothing new here. I threw the empty bottle in my hand into the garbage can beside me. I was just about to get up and ask Zhang Xiaoai to go back, but my eyes were suddenly attracted!
At this time, a group of young girls are walking down from the top of the mountain. All these girls are eighteen or nine years old. They are wearing uniform T-shirts and shorts, and the words "Chunxia dance school" are printed on their backs. They are all very beautiful and moving, and their white and bright thighs are very attractive.
One by one, they passed through the crowd with smiles and incessant brawls, attracting many tourists to look back, so that many men with female partners were pinched.
"Why, even boss Zhang is excited?" Zhang Xiaoai said teasingly.
My eyes were still on them, and I whispered, "look at their feet."
Zhang Xiaoai listens to it and quickly lowers his sight.
but they see as like as two peas in the skins, they are tied with a red line on their necks, looking at the patterns and buttons, and the same as those of the victims in the previous two cases.
Zhang Xiaoai, after all, is the captain of the criminal police. Needless to say, he strode up and asked, "sister, where did you buy this red rope? It's really beautiful."
"The temple asked for it." A little girl with little freckles on her face replied.
"Temple?" Zhang Xiaoai was shocked: "where is the temple on Guihua mountain?"
"It's the original Guihua temple. Now it's called Guihua temple. There's red rope for it Oh, don't run! " As soon as she said half of it, her companion sprinkled a handful of Osmanthus petals on her head. Then she let out a loud cry and left Zhang Xiaoai laughing and chasing after her.
"Go to Guihua temple." Although I only heard half of it, I suddenly woke up.
To make the red rope for sacrifice, we need to collect the willing power and be sincerely believed by the caster. What is the place?
Temple, Taoist temple, nunnery!
It turns out that the place where all the victims have come together is not Guihua mountain, but Guihua nunnery!
The more people went to the mountain, Zhang Xiaoai and I managed to squeeze up to the top of the mountain. From a distance, we saw a red wall and green tiles. On the top of the gate, there were three gilded words: "Guihua temple."
Facing the white wall, there are four verses written along the way: red line lead in Guihua temple, lock the marriage relationship well in this life, connect with each other on the wings, have boundless happiness, and admire nine women and all immortals.The gate in the middle is closed, only a small one is opened on the left side. There are people in and out of the gate. But it's strange that all the women come out from the inside, and the male companion can only wait outside the door.
I watched carefully for a while, and the women who came out of it were divided into two types: one with red line on their feet, and the other without.
What's more puzzling to me is that those with red lines on their feet, without exception, are all extremely young flower girls and none of the older ones.
Zhang Xiaoai and I glanced at each other and leaned towards the door at the same time.
"Benefactor, you can't go in." But as I crossed the threshold, I was stopped by the old lady sitting at the door.
"Why can't I get in?" I asked, frowning.
"In this Guihua nunnery, the moon lady is dedicated. She only accepts women's gifts. Men can't enter. Please wait outside."
"Fart!" Before the old lady finished explaining, a skinny man with a pattern of grey wolf standing behind me shouted: "I never heard of a Buddha who can only worship women, not men! Even the grandfathers of Guanyin temple can go. "
"I'm sorry, benefactor." The old lady didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned her head to stop at the door and didn't even look at him.
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At the sight of me turning around, Zhang Xiaoai also bit her lips and hurriedly chased up: "what are you in a hurry? I have to change my clothes. How can I go climbing like this? You wait for me at the outside door for a moment. I'll change my clothes and come right away. " Then go straight to the dressing room across the corridor.
I stood at the door of the dressing room. Before I finished smoking a cigarette, Zhang Xiaoai changed his clothes and came out.
A slightly tight light green T-shirt, skinny jeans, and a wild backpack. The hair is scattered in the back of my head and gathered a ponytail. In an instant, from the lazy little sister next door, she became the Royal sister full of youth everywhere.
Seeing her coming out in such a disguise, the police around me looked at me waiting at the door and all joked with her: "Yo, team Zhang, this is going to fight in the field?"
Zhang Xiaoai bit their teeth and beat their fists, but his face was still crimson until we got into a taxi and drove far away.
Guihua mountain is more than 30 miles away from Qingjiang city. It was originally a small barren mountain, but later it was contracted by a retired veteran cadre.
After he covered the barren mountain, he didn't raise chickens and ducks or grow fruit trees. Instead, he planted osmanthus on the mountain.
After a few years, it has become a very prosperous osmanthus forest.
Before the old man died, he donated the osmanthus to the country for free. On the basis of the original, Qingjiang city added some pavilions, wooden chairs and so on, which became a good place for leisure and vacation.
Every August and September, it's the season when osmanthus blooms. It's full of flowers and bees. It's fragrant and intoxicating. Every day, countless tourists are crowded up and down the mountain.
We both walked and watched with the flow of people, and soon climbed the hillside.
Zhang Xiaoai looks very thin, but her physical strength is not bad at all. I'm tired and panting. However, she is very interested in becoming a guide for me, pointing here and there.
Of course, we didn't forget the purpose of this trip. We searched for something special about Guihua mountain from time to time.
It was in the middle of summer and August, and Qingjiang River was around Wuhan. It was extremely hot naturally. With so many people in the mountains and bustling, we both sweated like water.
I bought some bottles of mineral water in a small mountain shop. We sat under the bench under the tree to have a cool rest while peeping around.
Along the way, I didn't find anything special. Mountains are mountains, trees are trees, and tourists go all the way.
Until now, I also had some doubts, this Guihua mountain is just an ordinary scenic spot.
After all, it's such a fun place outside Qingjiang city. It's also the season when osmanthus blooms. Young girls in the flower season love to take selfies. It's normal for them to have a look and show.
There was nothing new here. I threw the empty bottle in my hand into the garbage can beside me. I was just about to get up and ask Zhang Xiaoai to go back, but my eyes were suddenly attracted!
At this time, a group of young girls are walking down from the top of the mountain. All these girls are eighteen or nine years old. They are wearing uniform T-shirts and shorts, and the words "Chunxia dance school" are printed on their backs. They are all very beautiful and moving, and their white and bright thighs are very attractive.
One by one, they passed through the crowd with smiles and incessant brawls, attracting many tourists to look back, so that many men with female partners were pinched.
"Why, even boss Zhang is excited?" Zhang Xiaoai said teasingly.
My eyes were still on them, and I whispered, "look at their feet."
Zhang Xiaoai listens to it and quickly lowers his sight.
but they see as like as two peas in the skins, they are tied with a red line on their necks, looking at the patterns and buttons, and the same as those of the victims in the previous two cases.
Zhang Xiaoai, after all, is the captain of the criminal police. Needless to say, he strode up and asked, "sister, where did you buy this red rope? It's really beautiful."
"The temple asked for it." A little girl with little freckles on her face replied.
"Temple?" Zhang Xiaoai was shocked: "where is the temple on Guihua mountain?"
"It's the original Guihua temple. Now it's called Guihua temple. There's red rope for it Oh, don't run! " As soon as she said half of it, her companion sprinkled a handful of Osmanthus petals on her head. Then she let out a loud cry and left Zhang Xiaoai laughing and chasing after her.
"Go to Guihua temple." Although I only heard half of it, I suddenly woke up.
To make the red rope for sacrifice, we need to collect the willing power and be sincerely believed by the caster. What is the place?
Temple, Taoist temple, nunnery!
It turns out that the place where all the victims have come together is not Guihua mountain, but Guihua nunnery!
The more people went to the mountain, Zhang Xiaoai and I managed to squeeze up to the top of the mountain. From a distance, we saw a red wall and green tiles. On the top of the gate, there were three gilded words: "Guihua temple."
Facing the white wall, there are four verses written along the way: red line lead in Guihua temple, lock the marriage relationship well in this life, connect with each other on the wings, have boundless happiness, and admire nine women and all immortals.The gate in the middle is closed, only a small one is opened on the left side. There are people in and out of the gate. But it's strange that all the women come out from the inside, and the male companion can only wait outside the door.
I watched carefully for a while, and the women who came out of it were divided into two types: one with red line on their feet, and the other without.
What's more puzzling to me is that those with red lines on their feet, without exception, are all extremely young flower girls and none of the older ones.
Zhang Xiaoai and I glanced at each other and leaned towards the door at the same time.
"Benefactor, you can't go in." But as I crossed the threshold, I was stopped by the old lady sitting at the door.
"Why can't I get in?" I asked, frowning.
"In this Guihua nunnery, the moon lady is dedicated. She only accepts women's gifts. Men can't enter. Please wait outside."
"Fart!" Before the old lady finished explaining, a skinny man with a pattern of grey wolf standing behind me shouted: "I never heard of a Buddha who can only worship women, not men! Even the grandfathers of Guanyin temple can go. "
"I'm sorry, benefactor." The old lady didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned her head to stop at the door and didn't even look at him.
At the sight of me turning around, Zhang Xiaoai also bit her lips and hurriedly chased up: "what are you in a hurry? I have to change my clothes. How can I go climbing like this? You wait for me at the outside door for a moment. I'll change my clothes and come right away. " Then go straight to the dressing room across the corridor. I stood at the door of the dressing room. Before I finished smoking a cigarette, Zhang Xiaoai changed his clothes and came out. A slightly tight light green T-shirt, skinny jeans, and a wild backpack. The hair is scattered in the back of my head and gathered a ponytail. In an instant, from the lazy little sister next door, she became the Royal sister full of youth everywhere. Seeing her coming out in such a disguise, the police around me looked at me waiting at the door and all joked with her: "Yo, team Zhang, this is going to fight in the field?" Zhang Xiaoai bit their teeth and beat their fists, but his face was still crimson until we got into a taxi and drove far away. Guihua mountain is more than 30 miles away from Qingjiang city. It was originally a small barren mountain, but later it was contracted by a retired veteran cadre. After he covered the barren mountain, he didn't raise chickens and ducks or grow fruit trees. Instead, he planted osmanthus on the mountain. After a few years, it has become a very prosperous osmanthus forest. Before the old man died, he donated the osmanthus to the country for free. On the basis of the original, Qingjiang city added some pavilions, wooden chairs and so on, which became a good place for leisure and vacation. Every August and September, it's the season when osmanthus blooms. It's full of flowers and bees. It's fragrant and intoxicating. Every day, countless tourists are crowded up and down the mountain. We both walked and watched with the flow of people, and soon climbed the hillside. Zhang Xiaoai looks very thin, but her physical strength is not bad at all. I'm tired and panting. However, she is very interested in becoming a guide for me, pointing here and there. Of course, we didn't forget the purpose of this trip. We searched for something special about Guihua mountain from time to time. It was in the middle of summer and August, and Qingjiang River was around Wuhan. It was extremely hot naturally. With so many people in the mountains and bustling, we both sweated like water. I bought some bottles of mineral water in a small mountain shop. We sat under the bench under the tree to have a cool rest while peeping around. Along the way, I didn't find anything special. Mountains are mountains, trees are trees, and tourists go all the way. Until now, I also had some doubts, this Guihua mountain is just an ordinary scenic spot. After all, it's such a fun place outside Qingjiang city. It's also the season when osmanthus blooms. Young girls in the flower season love to take selfies. It's normal for them to have a look and show. There was nothing new here. I threw the empty bottle in my hand into the garbage can beside me. I was just about to get up and ask Zhang Xiaoai to go back, but my eyes were suddenly attracted! At this time, a group of young girls are walking down from the top of the mountain. All these girls are eighteen or nine years old. They are wearing uniform T-shirts and shorts, and the words "Chunxia dance school" are printed on their backs. They are all very beautiful and moving, and their white and bright thighs are very attractive. One by one, they passed through the crowd with smiles and incessant brawls, attracting many tourists to look back, so that many men with female partners were pinched. "Why, even boss Zhang is excited?" Zhang Xiaoai said teasingly. My eyes were still on them, and I whispered, "look at their feet." Zhang Xiaoai listens to it and quickly lowers his sight. but they see as like as two peas in the skins, they are tied with a red line on their necks, looking at the patterns and buttons, and the same as those of the victims in the previous two cases. Zhang Xiaoai, after all, is the captain of the criminal police. Needless to say, he strode up and asked, "sister, where did you buy this red rope? It's really beautiful." "The temple asked for it." A little girl with little freckles on her face replied. "Temple?" Zhang Xiaoai was shocked: "where is the temple on Guihua mountain?" "It's the original Guihua temple. Now it's called Guihua temple. There's red rope for it Oh, don't run! " As soon as she said half of it, her companion sprinkled a handful of Osmanthus petals on her head. Then she let out a loud cry and left Zhang Xiaoai laughing and chasing after her. "Go to Guihua temple." Although I only heard half of it, I suddenly woke up. To make the red rope for sacrifice, we need to collect the willing power and be sincerely believed by the caster. What is the place? Temple, Taoist temple, nunnery! It turns out that the place where all the victims have come together is not Guihua mountain, but Guihua nunnery! The more people went to the mountain, Zhang Xiaoai and I managed to squeeze up to the top of the mountain. From a distance, we saw a red wall and green tiles. On the top of the gate, there were three gilded words: "Guihua temple." Facing the white wall, there are four verses written along the way: red line lead in Guihua temple, lock the marriage relationship well in this life, connect with each other on the wings, have boundless happiness, and admire nine women and all immortals.The gate in the middle is closed, only a small one is opened on the left side. There are people in and out of the gate. But it's strange that all the women come out from the inside, and the male companion can only wait outside the door. I watched carefully for a while, and the women who came out of it were divided into two types: one with red line on their feet, and the other without. What's more puzzling to me is that those with red lines on their feet, without exception, are all extremely young flower girls and none of the older ones. Zhang Xiaoai and I glanced at each other and leaned towards the door at the same time. "Benefactor, you can't go in." But as I crossed the threshold, I was stopped by the old lady sitting at the door. "Why can't I get in?" I asked, frowning. "In this Guihua nunnery, the moon lady is dedicated. She only accepts women's gifts. Men can't enter. Please wait outside." "Fart!" Before the old lady finished explaining, a skinny man with a pattern of grey wolf standing behind me shouted: "I never heard of a Buddha who can only worship women, not men! Even the grandfathers of Guanyin temple can go. " "I'm sorry, benefactor." The old lady didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned her head to stop at the door and didn't even look at him.
