Wang Suizhen was a little surprised. There was an identical Holy Worship Palace in the back hill of Qingzhai. However, the Holy Worship Palace was destroyed by eunuch Xiao Liu. How come there is also a Holy Worship Palace here?
What kind of saint is worshiped in the so-called Holy Palace? What is the connection between these two holy temples?
Wang Suizhen frowned slightly.
When Lan Shanyue arrived here, she seemed to have turned into an obedient girl. She walked quietly to the vermilion door and gently clicked the door knocker three times.
A girl opened a crack in the vermilion door. Lan Shanyue lowered her eyebrows and said with great respect: "The person you are looking for has been brought."
The girl stretched out her head, looked at Wang Suizhen along Lan Shanyue's finger, nodded, and whispered: "You come in with him."
Lan Shanyue had a happy face and hurriedly waved to Wang Suizhen: "My dear benefactor, let's go."
Wang Suizhen followed Lan Shanyue into the gate, passed the courtyard, and couldn't help being slightly shocked as soon as he entered the lobby.
In the lobby, there was a chorus of music, and the sound was deafening. A dozen barefoot women were dancing on the green blanket to the music.
Why is there so much noise in the lobby, but no sound can be heard outside the door?
Lan Shanyue lowered his head, knelt aside, and kowtowed behind the bead curtain.
Wang Suizhen thought to himself: "These dozen women are young, and although their faces are covered with heavy makeup, there is no Sister Hongxiang among them. However, judging from the current situation, after Sister Hongxiang was robbed by the gangsters, You shouldn’t have suffered much, but you were just plundered here to be a maid here?”
Wang Suizhen thought about it again and found it a little funny: "Looking at Lan Shanyue's arrogance outside, I thought he was some great big shot. It turns out that in front of the owner of the Holy Worship Palace, he is so majestic and powerful in the world. Is Mr. Lan who is stomping around and trembling just a humble servant?"
Wang Suizhen looked at Lan Shanyue's towering butt when he knelt down, shook his head, and said to himself: "No, looking at his frightened look, I'm afraid he can't even be considered a servant, but can only be regarded as a slave."
Behind the bead curtain, a cold female voice ordered: "Get out!"
The flute players and string players stopped playing, stood up, and bowed their bodies to retreat one by one.
The dancing women also followed the band and retreated.
The whole scene was silent, and everyone seemed to have become mute in an instant.
Wang Suizhen seemed to be enjoying an elegant and neat pantomime.
The Palace of Worshiping the Saint was so weird. Lan Shanyue showed off his power and cursed at Eunuch Xiao Liu, but he didn't even dare to express his anger towards the owner. Wang Suizhen couldn't help but become more curious about the identity of the owner of the Holy Worshiping Palace behind the bead curtain.
After the door of the lobby room was closed, a moment later, a cold female voice from behind the bead curtain sounded again: "Mr. Lan, things have been done very well. I have a bounty of pearls and jade liquid. You go down and receive the reward!"
Lan Shanyue looked happy, kowtowed, turned around and left happily.
Wang Suizhen stretched out his hand to hold Lan Shanyue and said: "Lan Shanyue, you..."
Lan Shanyue's expression changed, and he whispered: "Grandpa, please spare me..."
He turned around and left in a hurry, closing the door gently.
Wang Suizhen was a little confused and thought to himself: "What do you mean by sparing him? This gentleman wants to see me? Why do you want to see me? Didn't you tell me to come to see Sister Hongxiang? If you want to see Sister Hongxiang, you have to first Will the owner of this place agree? Then..."
I was thinking unsettledly when I suddenly felt something strange behind me!
He suddenly felt that there was an extra person two feet behind him!
With Wang Suizhen's current sense of touch, not to mention the two feet behind him, he can also clearly sense the wind and grass moving from two feet away!
When Wang Suizhen was distracted, this person suddenly appeared two feet behind him!
Wang Suizhen didn't notice anything strange in advance. When did this person come behind him? How did he get here?
He neither heard the footsteps of the man behind him nor the sound of his clothes piercing the air as he moved!
This person seemed to suddenly and silently appear two feet behind him!
Judging from Wang Suizhen's current six senses, this is absolutely impossible to happen!
If this man had just swung his sword, his head would have fallen to the ground!
How can we be careless in a matter of life and death?
Wang Suizhen didn't dare to look back, his thoughts were changing rapidly.
Could it be that this person is some kind of ghost? Or is there some mechanism behind his back?
Or maybe this person's kung fu magical power has reached the level of a land swordsman like Master Mochou?
No matter what the situation is, I'm afraid I'm going to be in bad luck today! ?
I was touched two feet away from my back silently. How could I be better?
Wang Suizhen was panicking when a pair of slender hands suddenly patted him on the shoulder without any warning, and a girl's voice like a nightingale in the empty valley came from behind: "You are still the same, walking here in shabby clothes. If you go, others will look down upon you!"
Wang Suizhen's figure was greatly shaken, and his eyes were filled with tears for a moment: "Sister Hongxiang, is it really you?"
It turned out that Wang Suizhen had thought wrong from the beginning, because he could not have imagined that Sister Hongxiang would be the owner of the Holy Worship Palace?
Wang Suizhen turned around and looked in disbelief. With blurred tears, Wang Suizhen vaguely saw a beautiful woman in luxurious clothes, a beaded crown on her head, and a face like a peach blossom.
At this moment, she was looking at the rip in her collar with a smile.
Tears covered his vision, and Wang Suizhen couldn't see clearly. He felt that the person in front of him really seemed to be Sister Hongxiang, but she didn't look much like her.
He used his sleeves to wipe away the raging tears. He looked closely and saw that the woman in front of him was very pretty, with bright eyes and white teeth, and she was radiant. Her appearance seemed a little familiar, but also a little strange?
The woman was also looking at Wang Suizhen's appearance carefully. After a long while, the woman smiled: "We haven't seen each other for many years, you little brat, you are still dumbfounded!"
In an instant, Wang Suizhen felt that he had returned to the same look he had always had since he was a child. He was helpless and suppressed a big blush, and even his mouth began to become a little difficult to use. He muttered: "Hongxiang. Sister, I...I...I..."
Hongxiang laughed softly and said, "Okay, you don't have to steal anything from Mr. Wang's house to give it to me today. I can also sew some clothes for you."
She took the needle and thread she found somewhere and skillfully sewed the holes in Wang Suizhen's collar.
Wang Suizhen watched silently as Sister Hongxiang sewed clothes for herself. Growing up, Sister Hongxiang had sewed clothes for herself countless times.
Although Sister Hongxiang is now wearing gorgeous clothes and her appearance seems to have become a little strange, at this moment, the two of them are still so familiar with each other.
He felt very at ease, and felt that he was so at ease at this moment. This was the first time that he had truly calmed down in his heart after the huge changes he suffered three years ago.
Some things and some people seem to never change in their lifetime.
While sewing, Hongxiang suddenly asked: "How is Zhaolian? Is he okay? I was knocked unconscious that day, and I don't know what happened after that."
Wang Suizhen's body trembled and he said in a low voice: "Young Master... he was killed by the people of Qingzhai that day..."
The needlework in Hongxiang's hand paused for a moment, and she sighed: "Then... then Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang..."
Wang Suizhen lowered his head, as if trying to avoid something: "The master and his wife were also killed..."
Some things, in fact, must change and will change eventually.
Some people will leave eventually.
After about a meal, Hongxiang finally sewed up the hole in Wang Suizhen's collar. She lifted her hair and said, "Don't talk about anything else. Let's talk about it, little Wang Er." , you slug, where have you been running away in the past three years? How have you been in these past years? "
Wang Suizhen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Thinking about it, he was a little younger than his playmates in the town. He was always chasing the young master and Sister Hongxiang from a distance with his two bubbling noses. The human figure goes to play.
He was just a little kid at that time and couldn't distinguish between dirty and clean. In the Wang family, he was not considered a young master, but only half a son and half a servant of the Wang family.
So since he was a child, in Sister Hongxiang's eyes, he has always been just a dirty, smelly brother with a runny nose.
Wang Suizhen sat next to Hongxiang and told in detail how he came to know Changshan, how he became a disciple, and how he lived on the mountain for three years.
The sect has its own rules. When it came to the specific matters concerning Master Changshan's swordsmanship, Wang Suizhen just talked about it in one sentence without going into details.
Fortunately, Hongxiang didn't seem to care too much about these things. She just wanted to hear what Wang Suizhen had to say. When Wang Suizhen finally finished talking about his three years of experience, Zhao Hongxiang smiled and pulled Wang Suizhen's hand and said, "Oh, Little Wang Er, little Wang Er, when I was a child, I saw you acting silly. You were the least conspicuous among this group of people. I didn’t expect that when you grow up, you will be the most promising among these people! And you are the most impressive to me. What I didn’t expect is that your appearance has become more and more handsome!”
This was the first time in his life that Wang Suizhen heard Sister Hongxiang praise him like this. He was so shy that even the root of his neck turned red. He shyly withdrew the palm held by Sister Hongxiang and said: "Sister Hongxiang, that day When I saw the Qingzhai bandits kidnapped you, I thought...I thought..."
Hongxiang smiled with her eyes curled up: "You thought I was dead?"
Wang Suizhen lowered his head and smiled sheepishly: "How...how did you end up here?"
Hongxiang touched Wang Suizhen's head and sighed: "In this world, some things seem to be bad things, but they are not really bad. Some things seem to be a great good thing, but in fact they are a very bad thing."
Wang Suizhen didn't understand what this meant and didn't know what to say.
Hongxiang suddenly smiled again. With her smile, Wang Suizhen felt that the trees were full of peach blossoms and pear blossoms were piled with snow. The whole world seemed to become more colorful with Sister Hongxiang's smile!
Zhao Hongxiang said: "Okay, little Wang Er, don't talk about these useless things. My sister will give you a dance."
Before Wang Suizhen could respond, Zhao Hongxiang swayed and jumped onto the dance floor to dance.
I saw the jade belt flying, the catkins relaxing, the dance graceful, the light jade spirit.
A pair of slender jade feet, like stepping on flying snow, shining like the moon, and white like tassels.
Floating like morning dew on lotus leaves, light like mist clouds on mountain tops.
Wang Suizhen stared blankly at Hongxiang's dance, feeling that she was no longer as beautiful as a mortal in the world. Only Chang'e from the Moon Palace came to the mortal world to dance such a moving dance that transcended the world.
But slowly, as the dance changed, Wang Suizhen slowly broke out in cold sweat.
Because behind every graceful and graceful movement of Hong Xiang, he saw the murderous intention hidden deep inside!
The more Wang Suizhen watched Hongxiang dance, the faster her heart beat. He thought to himself: "If she stabs me with a sword in her hand like this, I might be able to avoid it, but I can't avoid her anyway because I'm behind her." The next sword was caused by her evasive action! If I tried my best to dodge the second sword, her third sword would definitely pierce my head!!!"
The more Wang Suizhen watched, the more frightened he became. Within a moment, he was sweating through three layers of clothes!
Sister Hongxiang's moves are actually nothing unusual. They are just ordinary swordsmanship, but the speed with which she performs this swordsmanship is so shocking!
Later, Hongxiang's body movements were so fast that they were beyond the ability of the human eye to see clearly!
Wang Suizhen glanced at it and felt that there were four Hongxiang sisters doing different dance moves at the same time!
This is due to the afterimage left in Zhao Hongxiang’s eyes as her movements reach the extreme!
Just when Wang Suizhen was frightened and terrified, and it became increasingly difficult to control himself, a sense of warmth flowed from his heart into his body, reaching all the way to his limbs!
Wang Suizhen felt his spirit suddenly shaken, and an endless stream of warm air surged throughout his body. Wherever it passed, he felt indescribably comfortable.
