Chapter 1182

Du Zishu opened the car curtain: "go to Ningyuan temple. My mother's rank is enshrined in Ningyuan temple. I want to give her a column of incense. It won't be long before her birthday."

Jiang Chan estimated the next hour: "OK, this point can still catch up with the vegetarian Zhai in Ningyuan temple in the past."

Du Zishu: "the vegetarian food in Ningyuan temple is not cheap. Only those who donate a lot of sesame oil money are eligible to enjoy it."

Jiang chantu Tycoon: "what are you afraid of? Young master, I have nothing but a little money! There is still some silver for a vegetarian meal!"

Batu and Basen were a little worried: "we are not familiar with Ningyuan temple. Why not another day? When Boda and they come back, let's go together?"

Jiang Chan knocked on Batu's arm with a folding fan: "their goal is too big. It's not easy to attract attention when we are scattered like this. Ningyuan temple is clean. We can live in the temple for a long time."

As Jiang Chan said, even if Batu and Basen have big opinions, they can only press them down. One of them was driving a carriage, and the other was riding behind the carriage, always paying attention to the surroundings.

While walking through a tree forest, Jiang Chan suddenly picked her eyebrows and revisited her hometown, but her mood was very different. It was here that she escaped from her life. Now look at the trees or those trees, but people have long been different from those people.

Du Zishu sat on the shaft, "the scenery is good. It's a good place to rob homes."

Jiang Chan snapped her fingers: "yes, even if you want to do bad things, you can also call it a mountain thief or a bandit."

They talked and laughed, and finally arrived at Ningyuan temple before the lunch.

Ningyuan temple is worthy of being the largest temple in the suburbs of Beijing. Incense is in full bloom. Even if today is not the 15th day of the first day of the lunar new year, many good men and women come to the temple to worship Buddha, and there are many carriages outside the temple.

Jiang Chan's party is nothing more than very eye-catching. Jiang Chan doesn't need it. Although she looks exotic, she has a beautiful body. After so many years in power, she naturally has a sense of authority.

Standing at the gate of the temple attracted countless eyes. There is also Du Zishu, a gentle and weak young master. Even the two bodyguards Batu and Basen are powerful.

The little Shami soon came and took the BMW in Jiang Chan's hand to the stables for placement. Yu Xue snorted and rubbed around Jiang Chan's neck. She still followed the little Shami.

Jiang Chan took the lead in stepping up the steps and reached out to Du Zishu: "Zishu, go, do you need me to hold you?"

Du Zishu smiled gently, "no, you forget, I've recovered, and I'm no longer a weak scholar with no strength to bind chickens."

Batu muttered, "the childe is still very thin."

Du Zishu's face was stiff. He found that there was always such a big man stabbing people's hearts and lungs around Jiang Chan. Bogu was one, and so was Batu.

Jiang Chan smiled: "we should hurry up, otherwise we won't catch up with lunch."

Accompanied Du Zishu to worship the ranking of the dead mother, Jiang Chan and Du Zishu went to the secluded place of the temple: "if you have resentment in your heart, take this opportunity to make a good settlement."

Du Zishu raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would persuade me to put down my hatred and want to open up some."

Jiang Chan leaned on the tree: "I'm the most vindictive person. I must repay everything good to me, but if anyone offends me, I'll take revenge. Put it down. It's easy to say, but who can understand the pain in others?"

"Compared with wronging myself, I prefer to live a life of revenge and pleasure. Why do we have to knock out our teeth and swallow blood after being wronged? But the executioner still lives a beautiful life? This world is unfair."

Jiang Chan squinted at the light and shadow among the leaves: "no matter what you do, I will stand behind you."

Du Zishu's voice was a little hoarse: "thank you for your consideration, young master."

Jiang Chan: "I'm just comparing my heart to my heart. No matter who is wronged, I always hope that others can know their grievances. If the world stands against you, I will always support you."

Batu: "I will always support you. You are the most powerful person I have ever seen except the young master."

Bason nodded: "I will support you, too. We will all support you. You can do whatever you want. Even if something really happens, there is a young master in front."

After walking around the secluded place of the temple, Jiang Chan sniffed: "today we should let Batu and Basen have a good taste. The vegetarian Zhai of Ningyuan temple is well-known far and near. You don't have this blessing in Beichen."

Du Zishu: "in a flash, I haven't been to Ningyuan temple for many years."

Just out of this secluded corner, Jiang Chan paused. The old monk standing in front of her looks a little familiar? After thinking about it, Jiang Chan joined hands: "master liaochen, I haven't seen him for many years, and the master's style is the same as before."

Liaochen folded his hands: "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for seven years. Unexpectedly, benefactor has become the queen of Xuanji of Beichen."

Hearing the words "Queen Xuanji", Batu and bason pulled out their machetes together. Du Zishu also stood up straight and stared at Chen with an unidentified look. They were traveling in secret. The master of Chen told their identity in person?

Jiang Chan waved her hand. Batu and Basen stopped immediately, but still stared at Chen warily. It seems that he didn't explain it. Don't think about being good today.

"I don't mean any harm, but seven years ago, I thought the benefactor was still full of the spirit of the son of heaven. Now the benefactor's life style is beyond words. As far as I know, only Beichen is the queen in power, so I naturally know the benefactor's identity."

Jiang Chan made a head check: "we travel light. The master calls me shaking light."

"OK, shake up the light, benefactor. Don't worry, I promise I'll keep a tight mouth on your origin."

Jiang Chan chuckled: "this will trouble you. I once said that if I see you again one day, I will invite you to tea. I don't know if master Chen has leisure?"

Liaochen stroked his long beard: "before benefactor invited me to drink tea, I'd better ask you to use the potluck in the temple. Let's talk while eating, please!"

Jiang Chan was not restrained, and walked side by side with the dust. The old and the young talked happily. Jiang Chan has a good impression of liaochen. Generally speaking, he is a man with something.

Talking to him will not make people feel oppressive. Generally speaking, the host and guest enjoy each other. Just to see them walking with the dust, everyone was very surprised.

Jiang Chan shook her fan: "the status of the master in Ningyuan temple is different."