It is obviously the time when the morning glow rises, but where the sun sets, it is bright red like the morning glow.
"Upside down!"
She was shocked.
"What's wrong?" Mo Luoqing seemed to feel something and walked to her side, looking in the direction she was looking and frowning.
"There's nothing in the blue sky and white clouds?"
Tuantuan knew he couldn't see, but his expression became more serious and he pointed in the direction of the setting sun.
"What's there?"
"There, let me think about it, I seem to have been there when I was a beggar."
As Mo Luoqing spoke, he stood on the swing in the yard, looked at it carefully, and patted his head for a long time.
"It's a small temple!"
"But I'm not sure if that's the place you saw." Mo Luoqing scratched his head.
"Go and have a look."
Seeing her serious expression, Mo Luoqing couldn't help but frown.
"Then call my dad. He can be around to help if you need anything."
Tuantuan nodded, almost subconsciously thinking that Ji Shaoling had said that Tong Zhenzhen went to live in a temple, could it be that temple?
The bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, but she knew that it was not the end yet.
Mo Luoqing quickly dragged over King Jingyang. After hearing what happened to King Yunnan, King Jingyang was in awe of her. Hearing that there might be a problem at the temple, he quickly reached out and carried two small dumplings, one on the left and one on the right. He stood up and rushed outside with long strides.
Seeing their hurry, the King of Yunnan frowned and went to find He Yangyan.
"What did they do?"
He Yangyan pinched the dumpling wrapper in her hand blankly.
"What, what are you doing? I've been learning to make dumplings from my cousin!"
King of Yunnan: "..."
He couldn't help but look at Mrs. Li, and saw her looking at the dumplings with gentle eyes, which was completely opposite to their rough and bold painting style.
He Yangyan also noticed it and couldn't help but smile.
"It's pretty good now."
The King of Yunnan snorted noncommittally, turned around and walked into the courtyard.
Since King Jingyang is not here, he should temporarily take over the responsibility of protecting this family.
King Jingyang used Qinggong to fly on the eaves, and Mo Luoqing hugged his neck excitedly.
"Dad, he's so handsome!"
This feeling of speed is simply amazing. I really must learn to practice martial arts!
King Jingyang wanted to laugh at him, but found Tuantuan beside him, who had been frowning and saying nothing, so he couldn't help but ask.
"What's going on?"
"Not good." Tuantuan shook his head.
King Jingyang and Mo Luoqing became serious instantly. Without any nonsense, they accelerated directly. When they shouted to stop, they stopped in front of a small temple.
The door of this temple says "Yakushi Temple". I don't know if it's because it's early in the morning, but there aren't many people there, and the incense seems to be average.
Tuantuan looked at the sky at the top of the temple, which was bright red, making people think of the blood evil.
"What is there?" King Jingyang looked around in surprise.
Mo Luoqing thought for a while.
"People who are sick often come here to offer incense. It has a good reputation, but only people from nearby come here."
"Have you been here?" King Jingyang looked at Mo Luoqing.
Mo Luoqing nodded and struggled down. He had already gone to the temple.
"I was beaten when I was a beggar. I heard that I could pray for peace here, so I crawled over here. The temple man inside was a good man and he treated me for free!"
As Mo Luoqing spoke, he thought of the ordinary but kind face of the host. It was the first time he felt kindness after becoming a beggar...