Looking around, Angel Yan realized that most of the people walking by from time to time were young couples.
"You brought me to a place like this. Do you...do you have any bad thoughts about me, sister?"
Angel Yan said with a wicked smile.
"Fuck you, what thoughts can I have about you? I don't have anything you have. I just brought you out to relax. You don't know a good heart."
Jiang Che rolled his eyes and said angrily.
The two of them walked through the beautiful maple forest and walked along the road to the top of the mountain.
Just when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Angel Yan found that there were more and more people here.
The shadow of a building loomed on the top of the mountain ahead.
When he walked in, Angel Yan discovered that this was a small temple built on the top of a mountain.
A large number of people were gathering in front of the small temple, surrounding the temple. It was very lively.
"What is there? Why are there so many people gathered there?"
Angel Yan pointed at the crowd and asked Jiang Chexin doubtfully.
"Sansheng Temple, this is also the ultimate purpose of bringing you here. Come on, let's go there now to have a look and pray for blessings."
After speaking, Jiang Chexin waved to Angel Yan and took the lead in walking over.
After waiting in line for more than an hour, it was finally Jiang Chexin and Angel Yan's turn.
Angel Yan followed Jiang Chexin's footsteps and walked into the temple.
The first thing that catches the eye is an unprecedented statue placed at the end of the temple.
The statue is an image of a beautiful young woman, holding her hands on her chest, looking at the two little human statues sitting in her palms with a loving smile.
Right in front of the statue is a huge incense burner, filled with burning incense sticks.
The smoke snaked up and toward the roof, creating a thick haze of smoke.
Angel Yan covered her mouth and nose with her hands. The strong smell of incense in the temple made her uncomfortable.
Jiang Chexin, who was full of nature, took a few sticks of incense from the table nearby and looked at Angel Yan, who was still standing in front of the door blankly.
"Let's go, what are you doing here?"
He dragged Angel Yan to the incense burner, lit the incense in his hand with candle flame, and then separated a few sticks from it and stuffed them into Angel Yan's hands.
"Be sincere, so that the third goddess can feel our wishes and fulfill them for us."
Jiang Chexin gave instructions to Angel Yan with a serious look on his face.
After saying that, Jiang Che looked at the futon placed in front of the incense burner and knelt down with a plop.
Put your hands together, hold the burning incense in your hands, close your eyes and start praying very devoutly.
His lips moved slightly, and he murmured something in a low voice that could not be heard by others.
Seeing Jiang Chexin's appearance, Angel Yan was very disapproving.
What kind of goddess? She is a goddess herself, right? The god of technology is also a god.
He also helped her realize her wishes. If there really was such a goddess, and you asked her to come out and talk, she would want to realize several wishes for this goddess.
After a while, after praying, Jiang Chexin carefully inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
Seeing this, Angel Yan hurriedly stepped forward, imitating Jiang Chexin's example, and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
Jiang Che had no doubt in his heart, thinking that Angel Yan had already finished praying and stood up first.
"Don't worry, the goddess must have heard your wish and understood your situation. Your wish will definitely come true."
Jiang Chexin patted Angel Yan's shoulder gently and said happily.
"Haha... Then I thank her. By the way, who is this goddess of yours? What does it matter?"
As they spoke, the two walked out of the temple side by side.
"Isn't it obvious? Of course it's about marriage."
Jiang Che pointed to the pairs of people waiting in line to enter the temple and said.
Hearing this, Angel Yan's face froze in vain.
What the hell? He actually brought me here to seek marriage. He didn't need this thing. Fortunately, he didn't do it just now.
Otherwise, if those angels knew that he, an angel who was thousands of years old, was praying for marriage as devoutly as a little girl, they might not know how to laugh at him, and would they still want to lose face?
"It's time to play, and it's time to say goodbye. Is it time to go back?"
"Why are you anxious? It's still early. We just came out not long ago, and there are still some things we haven't done yet. Don't be anxious, just wait for me here for a while. I'll be back soon."
As he spoke, Jiang Che quickly ran towards the place where everyone gathered to watch.
"Hey, where are you going?" Looking at Jiang Chexin running away, Angel Yan hurriedly shouted.
"Don't worry about it, you'll find out later."
After Jiang Chexin came into the crowd, she began to squeeze in hard, and soon her figure was lost in the crowd, leaving only Angel Yan who was at a loss.
It didn't take long to see Jiang Chexin squeeze out of the crowd again, with something unknown in her hand.
"Look, there are so many people and I was able to buy it so quickly. Isn't it amazing?"
Jiang Chexin raised the thing she just bought in her hand, and showed it to Angel Yan with a smile on her face like a child showing off her achievements.
At this time, Angel Yan finally saw what Jiang Chexin was holding in her hand. She was holding two slender strips of red cloth in her hand.
Angel Yan, who didn't understand why, asked doubtfully: "You wasted so much effort just to buy this? What's the use of it."
"Of course it works. You think it's over after praying. There is another process behind this."
Jiang Che pointed to a large sycamore tree twenty or thirty meters away from the temple entrance and continued: "Did you see that tree? After praying, we have to write down the wishes we just made with such a small piece of cloth. , and then add it to the marriage tree, so as to ensure that our wishes can be seen!"
"It's really troublesome." Angel Yan said with a frown.
"Oh, sincerity is what matters. Please be patient. Come on, let's write down our wishes first."
Jiang Chexin took Angel Yan to a corner where there was no one, squatted down, and handed her a piece of cloth: "Here you go."
Angel Yan didn't answer and refused: "No, I don't have any wishes to come true. You can just write it yourself."
"Oh, I bought everything, just take it." As he said that, Jiang Chexin forcefully pushed the strip of cloth and pen into Angel Yan's hand.
Then he put the strip of cloth on his knees and wrote his wish.
After a while, looking at the wish he had written, Jiang Che nodded with satisfaction.
When she turned her head, she saw that the red cloth strip on Angel Yan's hand was still motionless and blank.
He asked in confusion: "Why haven't you written it yet?"
"I don't know what to write. I don't have any wishes to come true." Angel Yan shook his head and said.
"Didn't you just make a wish? Write down the wish you just made."
"I didn't make any wishes just now." Angel Yan shook his head and said.
"Then just write down what you want to say. Come on, come on. Look, I've already written it. When you finish it, we'll tie it to the marriage tree."
Oh, forget it, just write whatever you want.
Angel Yan, who couldn't refuse, finally began to write slowly.
Jiang Che was also very curious about what Angel Yan would write, so he secretly stretched out his head to take a peek.
In the end, Angel Yan discovered it. He covered the cloth with one hand, rolled his eyes at her, turned around and continued writing.
"Heh, if you don't want to show me, I won't show you. Make it look like I'm very interested in it. If you don't show it to me, I won't show you mine either."
Soon Angel Yan also finished writing, folded the strip of cloth in half, covered the written content and held it in his hand.
"Okay, let's go there."
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