Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1142 The Powerful Empress Dowager (27)

"A very high building? When I went to Yongning Temple to worship Buddha, I seemed to have seen one, but no one lived in it. My child, do you want to buy some vegetables?" The aunt said with a wrinkled face and a kind smile.

"Thank you, auntie!" Mu Anan nodded in thanks.

The aunt selling vegetables felt a gust of wind blowing from the ground, and the little girl who was standing in front of her with a smile just now disappeared out of thin air without leaving her name behind.

"It's so beautiful, is it a hallucination?" The aunt murmured, and continued to pick out the rotten leaves in the basket.

Yongning Temple is not very popular, and only a few good men and women go there.

There was indeed a very tall building next to it, but she never paid attention to it because of its dilapidated appearance. Now that she thought about it, it might really be there.

A small bright yellow figure appeared next to a dilapidated high-rise building. The dangerous building was hundreds of feet high, and he could pick up stars with his hands.

She looked up, calculating in her mind, maybe... it was only as tall as a modern ten-story building, it seemed to be tilted, and it looked like it would fall down anytime.

"Xiao Huang, why did you bite me again?" Mu Anan frowned, and she lightly tapped the rabbit's little head.

Xiao Huang shrank back and forth from the girl as if frightened. He exposed one eye and looked at the tall building in front of him.

"Are you scared?" She pulled off the hairband on her head and tied it around the rabbit's head to block its sight.

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave you behind." Mu An'an was a little amused, she approached the tall building, knocked a few times and no one answered, then opened the door.

The heavy wooden door made an ancient sound, and the sun shone into the room through the opening and closing of the wooden door. Under the two rays of light, there were flying dust.

Mu An'an unconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her nose, and she couldn't help but start to wonder—is there really people living in this kind of place?

Will there be other pavilions?After all, the national teacher is also a noble body, how can he live in a dilapidated house?
Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed drastically. The rotten wood gradually turned into white marble, and there was a clicking sound when walking on it.

It turned out to be an illusion, presumably - the national teacher didn't want to be disturbed, it seemed inappropriate to disturb people's peace for no reason, Mu Anan took a step, then backed away.

A boy walked towards me, wearing white clothes and with a solemn expression, "The Imperial Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

"wait for me?"

"Hurry up, it makes people anxious." The boy said something, and left without leading the way.

Also, the national teacher has the ability to observe astrology, so he probably knows about it.

Mu An'an shook her head, she took off the hairband on her little yellow eyes, "It's here, it's not tall, don't be afraid."

Behind the shadowy bead curtain, there seems to be a person, who is elegant and dusty, not like a willow in the world.

She mustered up the courage to push open the door, opened layers of bead curtains, and finally saw the back of the national teacher!

Mu An'an's heart was beating fast, she was no longer a young girl, but she couldn't control her emotions at all.

It seems that something is breaking out of the shell.

The man's back was turned to her, his long hair hanging down to his waist, tied up with only a hair tie. Everything was incredibly quiet.

"Master National Teacher?"

she called softly.

The national teacher turned around slowly. She was familiar with that face, as cold as a flower on a high mountain, but there was one thing missing.

mask.

"It's you?!" Mu An'an exclaimed, why is the masked man a national teacher?Is the world in chaos?Or is it really not the world she used to live in?
"Ignorant child." The national teacher put down the qin in his arms, and sighed softly, containing endless sorrow.

　Two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)