The woman said she wanted to go to Fuchang Temple, and Zhang Yang was in a dilemma. It was because he was fortunate to meet Monet, the high priest of Fuchang Temple, and he had some stories to tell with him. Now when he thinks about it, he still feels scared. There are really few people who can scare him.

Even if you are lucky enough to touch Monet, the place where the dragon and tiger are hidden in Fuchang Temple can allow you to make ground on Tai Sui's head?

"Oh, forget it, I'm scaring my sister, I'd better go by myself." The woman sighed, very disappointed.

Zhang Yang didn't know where the woman came from, and what she was doing in Mirage. He really wanted to find someone who was unfaithful? He didn't believe it, and he didn't even know her name.

In the early morning of Pu'er City, the elderly had already gone out to buy vegetables, and the students were also rushing to school on the road. Suddenly, a harsh sirens broke through the harmony of the morning. Six police cars rushed past the road, leaving only doubtful people talking.

At the intersection of the expressway, Siwennan and Bangzi handed over to the police, briefly explained the situation, Nie Jingyun drove directly to Pu'er City and set off on the way to Beijing.

Flying on the expressway, Nie Jingyun called Aimu.

Beep~beep~The phone was connected. The moment I heard Aimu's voice, Nie Jingyun felt that his tyrannical heart had become due to the killing seemed to calm down.

"Ayimu, I miss you."

The opposite seemed to be quiet, and Ayimu seemed to feel his longing and the feeling of fatigue in his words.

"Yun! Come here, I'll wait for you. Come quickly." Nie Jingyun's heart heated up suddenly. What else can I say? The speed of the car was raised to the maximum, and he rushed towards Urumqi, because there was a gentle heart waiting for him.

"My lover is coming, I'm coming~~" Ayimu, who hung up the phone, lay back on his little bed and hummed happily.

Looking at Ai Mu, who looked intoxicated, Xiamanguli couldn't help but pour cold water on her.

"Ayimu, judging from your current appearance, you have completely fallen to the bottom of the love river. I think you can't climb up."

"Haha, I do." Ayimu smiled happily.

"Have you considered it? He is a Han nationality. Your parents may object. You are so young! Can the other party's parents agree to you together?"

Aimu frowned.

"It shouldn't matter. Although my father is a Muslim, if he doesn't agree with me because Jingyun is a Han Chinese, my mother will not let him go! My father is also a Han son-in-law. Besides, he has been in the jade business for many years and has been dealing with Han Chinese. It shouldn't be difficult for Jingyun."

In the end, Aimu simply stopped thinking about it and lay on the bed and said to Shamanguli.

"Hmph, leave all these to Jingyun to think about. Make things difficult for him. Just look at his heart. Hehe..."

Shaman Guli was speechless……

After crossing the desolate Gobi Desert and the beautiful Tianshan Mountains, Urumqi finally arrived.

"Humn the song~Driving the car~I'll meet my beloved sister!" Singing the out-of-tune Xinjiang ethnic song, Nie Jingyun drove the Wrangler to find his beloved sister.

After ordering dishes in the restaurant, Aimu and Shamanguli talked about the school gossip. At this moment, a waiter served a plate of beautiful red roses with the largest plate in the restaurant!

Aimu and Xiamanguli were first surprised, and then suddenly discovered that the waiter was actually dressed as Nie Jingyun!

"Ha~hehe~hehehe! You want to give me a surprise! When did it arrive?" Aimu excitedly hugged Nie Jingyun's neck and refused to let go of his hand.

Finally, under the curious eyes of the people in the restaurant, the two of them separated reluctantly. In this hall, they seemed embarrassed to sit and eat again. Nie Jingyun immediately opened a private room and changed to the private room with the shy Aimu to have this sweet lunch.

There is no need to talk about the beauty of it. In the end, Shaman Guli returned to the academy alone and asked for leave for Ayi. As for where Ayimu and her Jingyun went, Shaman Guli really didn't know.

Shamanguli, who returned to the dormitory, was a little dazed. During the afternoon class, she was thinking in her mind, Allah! When can you let me find my love too!

In the following days, Ayimu accompanied Nie Jingyun to play Urumqi again. Of course, for those who are in love, wherever they go! Wherever they reach! It is enough to have sweetness between the two.

After a few days of love with Ayimu (10,000 words omitted here), Nie Jingyun finally decided to go back to Beijing after Lao Ke called again to ask about the situation.

Old lady, where is this? Nie Jingyun, who bought breakfast in a small shop on the side of the road, asked the name of this quaint town.

Ah~~oh, this is Maoshan Town!

Maoshan Town? The old lady's words suddenly reminded Nie Jingyun. Isn't the spirit-detention talisman mentioned by the master who made it from the Taoist priest of Maoshan? Since you are here, you should explore the way.

Moreover, there seems to be a person named Maoshan Ancestor in the department! I don’t know if he is a Maoshan Taoist priest! Well! Ask.

I looked through my phone and found that there was no contact information called Maoshan Ancestor on it! I originally wanted to ask Lao Ke! But considering the country's attitude towards them...

Finally, Nie Jingyun contacted Bai Pi! Fortunately, he left one of Bai Pi's phone calls last time, and now he is using it.

Coincidentally, the relationship between this white skin and the Maoshan ancestor is pretty good. He happened to have his contact information, and it also proved that the Maoshan ancestor is indeed a Taoist priest and is practicing in the Taoist temple on Maoshan. Haha~ Haha~ I really searched for it without any effort. What else can I say? Go straight to Maoshan!

Looking at Maoshan at the foot of the mountain, the mountain is not high but elegant but pleasant, with a unique appearance.

It is now early summer, with green all over the mountains and wild flowers dotted it. What a beautiful scenery. I drove slowly along the mountain road statue and soon arrived outside the Taoist temple in the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace. I parked the car and let Xiaoxing get into the small hanging bag specially prepared for it. Nie Jingyun took out the phone and contacted Lao Mao. After greeting each other, after learning that Nie Jingyun was also a Taoist practitioner and wanted to visit him, Lao Mao expressed a 100,000 welcome.

Ask the location clearly and let Lao Mao wait, indicating that he will pass by soon so as not to have trouble going back and forth.

Observing the location, Nie Jingyun walked around the wall of the Taoist temple. When he was unable to see tourists around, he used his body to speed up in the mountains.
Chapter completed!