Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

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Little ginseng does not understand what praying means.

But she has always listened to Liu shi and nodded directly: "Okay, I will go."

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anny Liu didn't bother them, bowed respectfully and left.

Ye Jiao then remembered, pulling Qi Yun and asking, "Xiang Gong, what is blessing?"

Qi Yun held Ye Jiao’s fingertips and said slowly: “Every year before the New Year’s Day, my mother goes back to the temple to make a wish, and sometimes invites the monks in the temple to give lectures, hoping that the family will be in harmony and luck in the coming year. When the time comes, you will have to donate some sesame oil money. Don’t worry about these, my mother will tell you what to do."

But in Ye Jiao's ears, she heard a word next to her.

Monk.

Ye Jiao didn’t hear this word for the first time. She had been buried in the deep mountains and knew nothing about external affairs. A lot of knowledge was told to her by the little fox, and the word was also said by the little fox. Over.

The little fox said that when you meet people with no hair, you must walk around. That kind of people don't like fairies the least. As long as they become fairies, they will have to deal with them regardless of good or bad.

At that time, the little fox met the great monk who came out to wander around, and broke up with each other. It took a long time for the little ginseng to heal.

At this moment, when Ye Jiao heard that she was going to see the monk, her eyes widened, and she subconsciously said, "I'm not going!"

This was the first time Ye Jiao showed such resistance, and it shocked Qi Yun.

Regardless of asking the reason, the man stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Jiao in his arms, touched her hair, and calmly said: "If you don't go, you won't go, it's fine."

Ye Jiao clutched Qi Yun's fur clothes tightly, and stuffed her whole person into the man's arms.

When Qi Yun's cool fingertips touched her cheek, Ye Jiao suddenly realized that she was no longer a ginseng essence.

She is a person, a complete person, a person who can't spell without evil spirits.

Before, the little fox almost lost her life because the monk hated fairies, but Ye Jiao is not a fairy now, so there can be no more accidents...

The tight body slowly softened, and Ye Jiao rubbed Qi Yun's arms and muttered, "Does mother like to go?"

Qi Yun still kept her body close, and his voice slowed down: "My mother didn't believe it before, but then my body got worse and worse. She began to worship Buddha. She has been going there every year for nearly ten years. ."

Ye Jiao moved her fingertips and looked up at him, "Really...is it effective?"

Qi Yun smiled, lowered his head and touched the top of the woman's hair with his forehead: "This kind of thing is impossible to say. If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. Sincerity will be good."