Chapter 151 I will be a great god for my father
Yue Lao Temple in the south of the city.
Feng Zhuo stood in the night wind and looked at the little girl not far away.
A Bao was small, looking up at the Yue Lao statue in front of him with squinting eyes and smiling.
Since entering Yue Lao Temple, the little girl has been talking non-stop.
She kept mumbling.
What was she mumbling about? Feng Zhuo was far away, but he still heard a few words.
"Are you going?"
"Go, go?"
"Give me good wine, good meat and good flowers."
Feng Zhuo couldn't help but twitch his mouth. The little princess was bribing Yue Lao again.
I don't know if it was Feng Zhuo's illusion, he always felt that the Yue Lao statue, which was squinting and smiling, turned into a bitter face after hearing the little princess's divine words.
A Bao was anxious, put his hands on his waist, and talked to the Yue Lao statue for a long time, but the Yue Lao statue just didn't go.
Very strange.
A Bao didn't know why, although the Yue Lao statue didn't speak, but an old man's voice reached A Bao's ears.
"Bao'er, I dare not go, I won't go."
"Bao'er, go find someone else, or go by yourself, I won't go anyway."
"Bao'er..."
A Bao scratched his hair irritably.
The two small tufts had been scratched into a chicken nest.
"Go to the nest to beg for mud, okay?" A Bao blinked his big eyes, put his hands together, and prepared to kneel down and worship Yue Lao.
The Yue Lao statue began to shake.
Feng Zhuo had a bad premonition -
would this Yue Lao statue also explode?
Sure enough, the moment A Bao knelt down, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed.
Rumble -
one after another, thunder struck directly in the Yue Lao temple.
The century-old wishing tree in the courtyard of Yue Lao Temple was split directly from the waist.
With a crack, the branches and leaves fell one after another.
At the last moment when the Yue Lao statue was blown up, a terrifying voice was heard.
"Ancestor!"
"Little Ancestor! Please stand up!"
A Bao tilted his head and felt that his body was light and he stood up involuntarily.
The thunder stopped instantly.
A Bao, who would not kneel to the sky or the earth, but only to his parents, would be struck by lightning if he knelt to anyone.
"It exploded, it exploded, and it exploded again!" A Bao was so aggrieved that she grabbed the corner of Feng Zhuo's clothes, looked up at him, and tears fell down.
She had no idea that the news had been passed into the palace immediately after the Yue Lao Temple was blown up.
At this time, the great tyrant was worried.
"Wuwuwu." Abao cried and wanted to go to the palace to find his father. Feng Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Little princess, you are finally going back.
When you are outside, you are like a small cannonball that can explode at any time, blowing up wherever you go.
What he saw and knew today while following the little princess simply refreshed his vision of this life.
When Abao reached the gate of the palace, he changed his mind and decided not to go back to the palace.
This made Feng Zhuo very worried.
But he didn't dare to say it.
Looking at Abao, his eyes were full of doting.
"Temple, temple!" Abao was like a fluttering moth in Feng Zhuo's arms.
Look at the most magnificent place in the capital.
The outside is all carved with golden bricks, which is simply too luxurious.
"Little princess, are you going to the temple?"
"Yeah." Abao nodded like a garlic.
[No one else is going to the temple, I'll go!]
[I have to go see what kind of place it is, is it more terrifying than hell?]
Feng Zhuo was just a little eunuch, with his status and position, it was impossible for him to step into the 100-meter radius of the temple. It
was definitely not possible to go in openly, but in order to fulfill the little princess's wish, Feng Zhuo still took the secret passage.
Fortunately, there were not many guards guarding the temple.
When Feng Zhuo brought A Bao in, it was quiet enough.
"What a good deal." A Bao exclaimed, this temple was made of real gold, and under the moonlight, it was emitting golden light.
"Every time the temple is blown up and rebuilt, it will be thicker than the original layer of real gold." Feng Zhuo stood in front of the main entrance of the temple and never stepped in.
Whenever he stood here, he had a feeling of emptiness and loneliness. He
didn't know why this emotion came, but it would make him sad.
This temple should have been guarded by a great god like other countries.
A Bao said "Oh".
[I heard Aunt Yun say that other countries have great gods, but our Tiansheng Dynasty doesn't have one.]
A Bao entered the hall. Feng Zhuo walked very slowly, and he walked very carefully and heavily on every step. A
Bao had never seen Feng Zhuo look so solemn.
He didn't look like a little eunuch.
But in the original plot, Feng Zhuo was just a cannon fodder who died in place of his father.
It was cold in winter, and Abao was wearing thick clothes. His round body could not cross the high threshold, and he rolled in and fell to the ground, looking very ungraceful.
Feng Zhuo helped Abao up, "Princess, be careful."
He carefully flicked the dust off Abao's body.
Abao wanted to walk by himself. The whole hall was empty. The two of them were talking here, and the sound echoed.
[It's so big in here! ]
"Princess, it's too small for you here." Feng Zhuo held Abao's hand and stood in the middle of the empty hall. He curled his lips, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
"Hei..."
[Why is it so dark in here]
[Why aren't the candles on the wall lit]
Feng Zhuo patiently explained: "The candles in the temple have never been lit. It is said that not only your majesty, but even the late emperor has asked a master to look at it. It is because we don't have a great god in the Tiansheng Dynasty. Without the protection of the gods, the candles cannot be lit."
[So that's it]
[Even the candles are bullying our Tiansheng Dynasty]
Feng Zhuo certainly couldn't hear what Abao was thinking.
She could only complain silently in her heart.
Abao stared at the golden offering table in the center of the temple.
Not to mention that the walls outside are golden, even the floor tiles and the offering table inside are gold.
This is very much what Abao likes.
Which great god is so short-sighted that he doesn't come to sit in such a good temple.
[If you don't come, I'll go! 】
【I am the Great God for my father】
【I am protecting the Tiansheng Dynasty. If anyone dares to say that the Tiansheng Dynasty has no Great God, I will use thunder to strike him】
A Bao has a spirit of not admitting defeat. She cannot be looked down upon by other countries just because there is no Great God.
Although she also does not understand why her golden body cannot be cast.
If there is no Great God, then create one.
A Bao climbed up the golden tribute table happily.
Suddenly, the whole temple was lit up!
Feng Zhuo froze in place, his eyes almost popped out.
The first wall lamp, the second wall lamp...
all the way to the candles outside, and then to the candles in the main hall.
Even the night-shining pearl as big as a bowl inlaid in the middle of the temple plaque changed from dim to bright as a star.
The whole palace was ablaze with brilliance, truly glittering with golden light.
It illuminated the world, as bright as day.
The people of the capital saw the temple and ran out of their rooms one after another. Some of them had already gone to bed, but were still pulled up by others.
"The temple is lit! Our temple is lit!"
Although the capital was a little chaotic tonight, with bombs bombing in the east and west, the key point was that the temple in the middle was actually lit.
This has never happened in thousands of years.
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