Qiao Xianyong couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked hard, rubbed it again, and then looked at the woman sitting on the lotus rising from the giant ship. The woman, dressed in pure white, calmly faced everyone and cheered "Flying Madonna"
woman.
Although her face was covered by a layer of gauze, the so-called "Flying Madonna" looked very familiar to Qiao Xianyong, because she was Ling Fei'er who fell to the bottom of Wu Valley a few years ago because Qiao Xianyong saved her!
After not seeing each other for several years, Ling Feier's features are still the same as before. It looks like time has not left any trace on her face. She still looks like an eighteen-year-old girl. She used the same expression as when she first met a few years ago.
There is no difference between Litchi and Qiao Xianyong. Her skin is still as white as snow, but there is no trace of blood at this time, so the thick oil paint on her face makes her look extremely charming.
Ling Feier's light gray eyes turned towards Zuichuntang, seemed to stay for a moment, then looked away again, and nodded slightly at the people who were cheering loudly and even crying around the giant ship.
Why is it her? Mr. Qiao never understands it. Or is it not her? But there are actually people who look exactly alike in the world?
Mao Mao seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit again, muttering incessantly, "The Holy Mother is so beautiful, she is like a fairy descending from heaven, and her whole body is full of fairy energy. What disease can't be cured by such a Holy Mother! I
After looking at her for a few times, I felt that every part of my body felt relaxed."
Lei escort thought for a moment and said, "What a coincidence. The day Our Lady came to Zhangzhou City and the day we stayed here happened to be at the same time. I wonder if this is a coincidence or has some other meaning? I see the city today.
It’s extremely chaotic, it’s important that we go back and guard the escort car first.”
It seemed that the escort master Zhu had not had enough fun and entertainment, he rolled his eyes at the escort master Lei and said, "You are as courageous as a jujube stone! How can anyone dare to rob the escort in broad daylight! In Zhangzhou City
The Governor’s Yamen is not a decoration! I think it’s not too late for us to leave after watching the flower boats.”
When Armor Master Lei saw that Armor Master Zhu could not be moved, he said angrily, "Big man, you and I will go back together first."
Qiao Xianyong then patted his sleeves, said nothing, and followed the Lei escort master out of the bustling Zui Chun Hall.
Not only the inside of Zuichun Hall, but also the streets outside were crowded with people. Many people were obviously dressed in country clothes and spoke with accents that even Qiao Xianyong couldn't understand, and they crowded towards the river.
Returning to the Taiping Inn, it took more than twice as long as before. When I finally walked through the door of the Taiping Inn, sweating profusely, the waiter guarding the door immediately twisted up two cold towels and handed them to the two of them.
Each of them wiped his sweat and said flatteringly, "The two bodyguards also went to see the Flying Virgin, right? The shopkeeper of our old Taiping shop also went. If the shopkeeper hadn't asked me to guard the shop here, I would also want to go and see it.
Li. I heard that the Holy Mother Queen decided to come to our Zhangzhou City a week or two ago, otherwise the original plan was to go to Linchuan Prefecture. I have a cousin who works in Linchuan Prefecture, and I heard that the Holy Mother Queen changed her route.
, they came to our Zhangzhou city again."
Qiao Xianyong wiped his sweaty face. When he heard the waiter's words, he couldn't help but ask, "What did you say? Originally, the Flying Madonna didn't come here?"
The guy looked at Qiao Xianyong strangely and replied, "I heard this from my cousin in Linchuan Prefecture. He is a believer of Our Lady of the Flying Heaven. He has been longing for Our Lady to go to Linchuan Prefecture for a long time. Look at our Zhangzhou City
Of the many people today, about 30 to 40% are from out of town for the Flying Virgin. To be honest, if the Baisha Escort Bureau hadn't been regular guests of our Taiping Inn, you wouldn't have been able to stay here these days."
Qiao Xianyong ignored the nagging guy and followed Master Lei into the small courtyard rented by Baisha Escort Bureau.
I just took it over a week ago. This is a bit too coincidental with the schedule adjustment of the Flying Madonna."
Bodyguard Lei frowned and said, "What you said makes sense, and I also think it's strange. It's also strange that Guo Hou'er, who died suddenly in Zuichuntang, is strange. Anyway, there are a lot of weird things. Wait a minute, Bodyguard Li and I
If we add it all up, I think there will be double the number of people on duty tonight."
As the two of them were talking, the waiter who handed them towels at the door hurried in and said with a smile on his face, "Two guests, I see that you two seem to be very interested in this Virgin Mother. Just now there was one.
A guest came back and said that at noon, the Holy Mother of God will cast spells in front of the abandoned Dragon King Temple in the east of the city and accept the worship of believers. If you are interested, you might as well go and have a look."
Qiao Xianyong and Lei Biaoshi looked at each other, and Lei Biaoshi nodded unnoticeably. Qiao Xianyong then replied, "Thank you, man, for letting me know. We have our own arrangements in the afternoon." As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Biaoshi took out a bag from his sleeve.
He handed the string of copper coins to the waiter and said with a smile, "Thank you for taking care of me."
The man then happily picked up the coins and walked out.
Qiao Xianyong watched the guy disappear and said, "Master Lei, how about we go to the Dragon King Temple in the afternoon to have a look? I always feel like something is wrong with this matter."
The escort master thought hard and said, "You are right. This is such a coincidence. In the afternoon, we will go to the Dragon King Temple to see who the Holy Mother Queen is and what she is capable of. What if it really happens with our escort?"
If there is a relationship, it can be said that you need to know yourself and the enemy."
There was still no coolness in the weather in the afternoon, and the air in Zhangzhou City was also sultry and humid. According to the instructions of the Lei escort master, we should seize the time to recharge our batteries during the day. After Qiao Xianyong had a simple lunch, he fell into a deep sleep in the room.
During the afternoon nap, my roommate Guo Tieniu went out shopping and did not come back, so there was no disturbing snoring. This nap really made up for the fatigue and lack of sleep from the previous few days.
When Lei Biaoshi and Qiao Xianyong arrived at the Dragon King Temple in the east of the city, it was about half an hour before Shenshi. The area around the Dragon King Temple was more crowded than the two sides of the Baima River in the morning. It was said that people were crowded and even stepped on.
Not an exaggeration.
Qiao Xianyong's height advantage came to light once. He looked around over the heads of the crowd, and then pointed forward, "Master Lei, that's the Dragon King Temple over there. I see that a tower about one foot high has been built in front.
Platform, let’s squeeze forward so we can see it more clearly later.”
Relying on their own strength, the two of them trudged forward in the crowd in the direction pointed by Qiao Xianyong. I don't know how long it took, but what they finally saw was no longer the backs of many people's heads, but the company's Lei escort master.
You can also see the platform in front of the temple from your height.