But if the person on her back falls, she won''t be paid.


    "Good." Jiang Wanbai did not hesitate to take out an array plate to her, "the border has been used for a long time. If it is broken, you can''t fill it. Use the array plate. It will take a long time for you to make up a jade."


    "Thank you." Flowers happily received the past, turned into the spring eyes, disappeared.


    Lao Wang had been waiting for a long time and hastened to say: "let''s go to find a Zhen! Ah Zhen is getting farther and farther away from here


    Jiang Wanbai did not stay any more, and their carriage still stayed in Wushan, but it was obviously not Wushan anymore, and I didn''t know where it was.


    "Master, just let''s try your skills before?" Green bamboo this time already slowly came over, excited way.


    Jiang Wanbai''s forehead puffed, no more to say, a flick of sleeve, a piece of paper from her sleeve fly out, in front of several people into a door, "go."


    With that, she opened the door and went in.


    In the back of Ruicheng, there is a mountain towering into the clouds, and there is a temple on the mountainside. From a distance, it seems that the temple is looming in the mist. This also makes many people go up the mountain regardless of their hard work, so that the Bodhisattva can know himself as a believer.


    In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell through the clouds, the sweeper came out with a broom and was about to clean up the fallen leaves at the gate of the temple. However, he saw a figure stepping on the stone steps.


    "Uncle Mingjing!" The sweeper''s face is happy, and he shouts with his hands together.


    The monks who came up were very young and peaceful, but when they looked like they couldn''t make people think of kindness.


    The mirror ignored the sweeper, and with a box in his arms, he walked into the gate of the temple. At the moment of entering the temple gate, he stepped back to the sweeping monk and said, "the temple is not open today. No one is allowed to enter."


    "Yes, uncle Mingjing." Although the sweeper felt strange, he didn''t dare to ask more questions. After joining hands, he quickly cleaned up the fallen leaves outside the temple. On his way back to the temple to close the door, he saw another figure stepping on the stone steps.


    "The temple is closed today." The sweeper said before he could see the visitor clearly.


    It was Jiang Wanbai who came here. After they entered the gate, they came out of the door and were already here.


    Hearing the sweeping monk''s words, Jiang Wanbai did not pay attention to him. Instead, he looked up slightly and looked at the temple in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly and his expression was slightly odd.


    Seeing that they were standing still, the sweeper thought for a while, and felt that he had said something, so he would close the door.


    But the door can''t move before it''s fully closed.


    The woman who had just stood there appeared in front of her, one foot had already reached into the temple door, just against the door he was about to close.


    "Benefactor, it''s not convenient in the temple today. You''d better come back another day." Although the sweeping monk was startled by Jiang Wanbai''s sudden approach, he still advised him with a good temper.


    Qi Qingxing didn''t expect Jiang Wanbai to act suddenly. In the blink of an eye, he saw her foot against the temple gate. Her eyebrows beat and she walked quickly over. She held her wrist and looked at her.


    Aware of Qi Qingxing''s anger, Jiang Wanbai quickly shook his arm and whispered, "this strength can''t hurt me. Ah hang, I know it in my mind. Don''t be angry."