Although today is not a festival, Yuelao temple is still very busy.

Countless young men and women who want to get a good marriage, and those aunts and aunts who have marriageable children in their families, all crowded into the Yuelao temple to offer incense, which made the small Yuelao Temple crowded.

But no matter how crowded, when these people passed by the two young boys, they subconsciously moved aside a little, trying not to squeeze them.

Most of the people who come to pay homage to Yuelao are women. They all say that women love pretty. Whether married or unmarried, they will look more at men who are especially handsome.

Although they were young, they were really handsome.

The tall one should be the elder brother. He always keeps his weak brother in his arms.

The elder brother's stature is tall, the heroic spirit is full, attracts those married woman's eye very much.

His younger brother, who is closely guarded in his arms, is another type completely different from him, and more attractive to unmarried women.

If he didn't have a prominent Adam's apple, with his delicate facial features and delicate white skin, I'm afraid many people would mistake him for a woman.

"Brother, are they here?"

The elder brother looked at the sky, looked carefully in the crowd for a long time, then shook his head and said: "not yet! I guess they won't be here for a while! "

The younger brother was disappointed to hear that no one had come yet.

"I don't know when they will come. Why don't we go first and pay homage to Yuelao?"

The elder brother can't bear to see his younger brother disappointed, so he quickly uses other things to distract his attention.

"We're going to pay homage to the old moon? Good! But... "

The younger brother was obviously moved by his brother's words, but he looked at his clothes and shook his head in pain.

Where are two big men going to pay homage to the old man?

Wait a minute. It's not funny!

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, no one can recognize us. Are you afraid of losing face? "

"Yes! How can I forget that we are already easy to... " RongZi was swallowed by Du Qiaoyun.

Du Qiaoyun doesn't know much about Junren, even if her husband is a general.

She always thought that the soldiers were fighting in the battlefield, but she didn't expect that there were so many ghost tricks in private.

She looked at Xie Zhifeng in front of her face, took a knife to trim his eyebrows, drew them with Mei Dai, and then smeared them on his face for a while. It was like a changed person.

It's hard for even the most familiar to recognize him.

And he not only changed her appearance, but also helped her dress up.

Although she is still feminine in men's clothes, Xie Zhifeng pastes a real Adam's apple on her, which makes her indistinguishable.

No worries, Du Qiaoyun took Xie Zhifeng to buy offerings and candles, and went to pay respects to the old man happily.

There are few young women who don't like to pay homage to the old moon.

After all, a girl's feelings are always poems. Before she gets married, she always looks forward to a good marriage.

It's just Xie Zhifeng's expedient plan to attract Du Qiaoyun's attention to propose to pay homage to the old moon. He never wanted to pay homage to the old moon himself.

After entering the Yuelao temple, he felt uncomfortable and regretted that he had made such a suggestion.

Because in the temple, most of the worshippers are women, it seems that the appearance of their two young men is very abrupt.

The curious, surprised and joking eyes of the people around him made Xie Zhifeng feel like he was on pins and needles.

After standing in line for a long time, it's finally their turn.

Du Qiaoyun pulled Xie Zhifeng's hand and said, "it's our turn! Get down on your knees