Chapter 158: Visiting a Taoist Temple in the Mountains

The picture of the proud Lu Yao lying under Princess Qingyu must be extremely beautiful and worthy of the painter's efforts to preserve it.

Wait a little longer.

Wait until Lu Yao's reputation becomes more famous.

The mountains are covered with light clouds, the sky is covered with withered grass, and there is a thick mist.

Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan stepped onto the long stone steps of the Taoist temple step by step.

The snow from the previous few days piled up on both sides of the stone steps, and a thin and narrow path ran through the middle of the steps.

This Taoist temple is far more desolate than Lu Mingchao had imagined.

It fits the phrase of loneliness, desolation, sadness and deepness.

If you live here for a long time, you can really become an immortal by eating wind and drinking dew.

Otherwise, it will just be like the ancient trees in the barren mountains, withering and dying day by day until it becomes a ghost.

Mr. Sun and Mrs. Sun had enjoyed wealth and splendor for most of their lives, so naturally they were unable to adapt to the austere life of self-cultivation, let alone achieve immortality. Therefore, they could only be the latter.

Ghosts can also take lives.

The gate of the Taoist temple was tightly closed, the red paint was faded and peeling, and the whole place looked desolate.

Xie Yan knocked on the door for a long time before the door of the Taoist temple opened with a creaky sound.

A young man dressed as a Taoist child came into view.

The wind blew, and the Taoist boy shrank his neck slightly. He trembled and said, "This Taoist temple has been abandoned. If you are here to seek blessings and offer incense, I am afraid it will be in vain. Please find another temple to comfort your soul."

Xie Yan said calmly, "I happened to pass by the foot of the mountain and saw a Taoist temple with a lot of charm sitting on the mountainside from a distance, so I came up to take a look."

"Even if you don't pray for blessings or burn incense, you still have to add some money for incense offerings."

Xie Yan's sleeves moved slightly, and a bulging purse appeared in his palm. "Please accept it, young Taoist priest."

The Taoist boy blinked his eyes, licked his cracked lips, and whispered, "This Taoist temple is really useless. Your money for incense will be wasted."

Xie Yan handed over the purse and said, "Sincerity is the key to success."

"Little Taoist priest, are you willing to let my husband and I go in and take a look?"

The Taoist boy felt the heavy purse in his palm, and with his bright and childish eyes he glanced at the couple in front of him who were so good-looking that they were almost too good-looking.

It turns out they are a couple.

He thought they were brother and sister.

The woman with her hair in a bun has rosy red lips and fair skin. At first glance, her black eyes are clear and cold, and have the power to capture one's soul; but upon closer inspection, one can see a faint, open-minded smile in her eyes, full of vitality.

It's like the only living pine tree in the Taoist temple.

On the contrary, the man who had been talking the whole time, his every move was gentle and polite, but it made people feel a chill down their spine.

"please."

The creaking sound occurred again.

The red lacquered gate of the temple, which was only slightly opened, opened wide.

The Taoist temple was also in a state of desolation.

Only in front of the Sanqing Temple, there is a lush, green and straight pine tree.

It is incompatible with the interior and exterior appearance of the Taoist temple.

Lu Mingchao entered and bowed.

"Young Taoist priest, please go and do your own thing. There is no need to look after us."

The Taoist boy thought of his heavy purse again and said, "There is a poor old couple who lost their child living in the backyard. They seem to be hysterical due to grief. Although they are taken care of by their daughter-in-law, they still make noises from time to time. It's scary. You should stay away from them."

Xie Yan nodded and said, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for telling me."

The Taoist boy held his purse tightly in his hand and turned back every few steps.

Xie Yan and Lu Mingchao looked at each other and asked, "Hysteria caused by grief?"

Lu Mingchao shook his head. “More than that.”

"Just go and have a look."

Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan walked towards the Taoist temple's private rooms.

The Taoist temple has been abandoned, so what you said is not false.

There were only a few people walking along the way, all of them old Taoist priests with white hair and beards and hunched bodies. The old age air around them blended in with the desolate Taoist temple.

Sitting on the stone pier beside the wall of the detached room was a woman with disheveled hair and untidy clothes. She was crying and laughing, and from time to time she would hum a few lines of a song to coax a child.

Holding a handful of withered weeds in his hand, he threw them down one by one, picked them up again, and threw them down again one by one, over and over again.

Lu Mingchao's impression of Lady Sun was still stuck on the plum blossom viewing banquet hosted by the county magistrate's wife, where Lady Sun arrogantly criticized her for her unpresentable behavior.

When they met again, Mrs. Sun was like a mad woman.

The snow in the yard had not melted yet and it made a crunching sound when you stepped on it.

Mrs. Sun heard the noise and turned around.

His dull and dazed expression turned into deep hatred the moment he saw Lu Mingchao.

Seeing this, Lu Mingchao bowed from a distance.

All the withered weeds in Mrs. Sun's hand fell to the ground.

"Lu Mingchao!" Madam Sun spoke each word with a harsh and hoarse voice, stumbling and unnatural, as if she had not spoken for a long, long time. "Go to hell, go to hell!"

"Damn you!"

Xie Yan was conscious of wanting to stand in front of Lu Mingchao.

Lu Mingchao pulled Xie Yan's sleeve, shook his head slightly, and said silently, "No need."

Mrs. Sun couldn't hurt her.

She was not afraid of Mrs. Sun either.

Lu Mingchao walked forward slowly and stood three feet away from Madam Sun. He tilted his head slightly and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Is it really me who is to die?"

"Mrs. Sun!"

"My son and I had a feud in the county court. His misdeeds are too numerous to list, but I didn't force him to death."

"From the beginning to the end, I have never done anything outside the laws of Daqian."

"Mrs. Sun claims to love her son as much as her life. Have you ever dreamed of your son covered in blood in your dreams these days?"

"In other words, by blaming me for the fault, Madam Sun can deceive herself and feel more at ease."

Mrs. Sun felt as if she had punched into cotton, and her murderous intent and hatred had nowhere to go.

She gazed deeply and felt the dim light from the sky falling on Lu Mingchao's face, casting a shadow on his profile, like a silent and cold mountain range, which made her feel a little frightened for no reason.

Heart-breaking words!

Heart-breaking words!

The funniest thing is that she knew it was heartbreaking talk, but she couldn't help but agree with it.

"It's fate that we met by chance, and I just happen to have some good news..."

"Xie Lu!"

"Lu Mingchao!"

Two malicious voices rang out one after the other.

The moment Lu Mingchao clearly and keenly noticed the voice, the hatred in Mrs. Sun's eyes suddenly intensified.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he secretly kept Mrs. Sun's reaction in mind.

Turn around and look in the direction where the sound comes from.

Mr. Sun and his daughter-in-law Qu Ying came out of a room!

Qu Ying's hands gently covered her flat belly, her eyes were burning with fire, and her beautiful face was distorted with hatred.

Old Master Sun stood behind Qu Ying, with just as much hatred on his face.

Lu Mingchao frowned slightly, looking at Grandpa Sun who was subconsciously protecting Qu Ying. It was as if a bolt of lightning struck his mind, illuminating all the chaos.

so……

Did she and Grandpa Sun end up in the same place through different paths?

She was painstakingly searching for the lost pearl in the Canghai Sea of ​​the Second Young Master Sun, trying to turn Mr. Sun and Mrs. Sun into blood relatives to stab Sun Zhiye.

Is Grandpa Sun taking advantage of his still-strong martial arts skills to secretly have an affair with Qu Ying and Chen Cang, preparing to get pregnant?

Ultimately, Mr. Sun was unwilling to be controlled by the incense again, so he planned to save himself in the hope of coming out of retirement to take charge of Sun's Family.

In this extremely remote and desolate mountain where no one lives, the unwilling Qu Ying and Grandpa Sun hit it off immediately.

This guess is truly shocking and heart-wrenching.

Lu Mingchao couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mrs. Sun, who had sunken cheeks.

Good news for you】