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More than a dozen men drew their swords, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fan Sheng and his four subordinates did not bother to draw their swords and looked down upon each other coldly.

"Put away the knife!"

The burly man at the head ordered his people.

A dozen men had no choice but to put their knives back into their scabbards, but they still held the handle tightly, ready to fight at any time.

"You can stay here for the night, but Mr. Chen's family has rested in the two rooms of the second level of the palace that have not collapsed. You can only stay in the front room for one night." The burly man spoke politely.

Fan Sheng frowned and was about to speak.

Chen Hao nodded casually and said, "Okay."

Fan Sheng swallowed back what he said and ordered his two subordinates to take care of the horses.

The burly man waved his hand to signal his men to make way for Chen Hao and his party, and then led the men to follow Chen Hao and his party into the temple.

The Lanruo Temple built on the mountain has a total of five halls. Although most of the buildings have collapsed, the former scale can still be vaguely seen.

How could such an originally majestic temple be abandoned?

Chen Hao was confused.

Tang Xian and Fan Sheng also looked around curiously.

In the first courtyard, half of the main hall collapsed, and the statues enshrined inside were mottled and covered with dust and cobwebs.

Daxia has many similarities with ancient China in another world, and Chen Hao is too lazy to wonder why Buddhism exists in this world.

There are people in the half of the main hall that has not collapsed and in the still intact east wing.

Fan Sheng judged that these people were also the bodyguards of the family members of the new Dali Temple Shaoqing.

Chen Hao looked towards the west wing.

Three of the five west wing rooms collapsed, leaving the remaining two in dilapidated condition, with several holes in the roof and no doors or windows.

"I hope it doesn't rain tonight." Tang Xian smiled bitterly, expressing his dissatisfaction tactfully.

The burly man shouted to his men who occupied half of the main hall: "You go to the east wing!"

Several people were stunned.

"Don't be stunned!"

The burly man stared.

Several people were reluctant to move.

"The main hall has been vacated for you, please!" Fan Sheng was surprised by the burly man's performance.

"what's your name?"

Chen Hao asked the burly man.

The burly man cupped his fists and said, "I am Wang Guang, Mr. Chen's personal bodyguard. I have been ordered to take Mr. Chen's family members to the Holy Capital."

Chen Hao nodded slightly, walked towards the main hall without saying another word.

Several men behind Wang Guang stared at Chen Hao coldly, obviously unhappy.

"Please stay safe and don't cause trouble for me!" Wang Guang told a group of his men and then went to the second courtyard of the temple.

The main hall of the second courtyard did not collapse, but the doors and windows were destroyed and were covered by tarpaulins used for tents.

In front of the main hall, which was illuminated by candlelight, two men with swords stood at attention. When they saw Wang Guang approaching, they bowed and saluted.

"lady!"

Wang Guang clasped his fists.

"Another person?"

A middle-aged female voice came out.

"A group of people came..."

"If you let people in, how can my mother and sister rest in peace?!"

The person who questioned Wang Guang lifted up the rainproof cloth blocking the door and walked out. He was a young man in his twenties, well-dressed and arrogant.

Wang Guang kept his clasped fist posture and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Second Young Master, there are seven people on the other side. Five of the guards carry military attache-style long swords. The martial arts cultivation of the leading guard is not weaker than mine, and the young man they call Young Master is not even weaker than me." Simple."

"not simple?"

The young man whom Wang Guang called the Second Young Master showed disdain and said, "I would like to see how extraordinary this person you said is!"

"Guier, don't cause any trouble!"

The young man's mother spoke out to stop the young man.

The young man curled his lips helplessly, glared at Wang Guang, and returned to the main hall angrily.

In the main hall, there were four maids standing.

A middle-aged woman and a pretty girl were sitting at the square table.

Fruit preserves and snacks are placed on the table.

"Wang Guang actually let a group of strangers with knives enter Lanruo Temple. He simply didn't take his mother's safety seriously!"

The young man complained, not caring what Wang Guang, who was still outside, thought.

The young mother smiled and said: "Wang Guard is always cautious, my son does not need to worry."

"If you were really cautious, why would you let a stranger in?" The young man's sister also disliked Wang Guang's approach.

This girl, who is under eighteen years old, also shows her pride as a daughter of an official family.

"Your father also wants to marry you into the Longyang County Prince's Mansion, but you are so sharp-tongued that if you really marry into the County Prince's Mansion, you will definitely cause trouble."

Li Wenjun, the wife of Chen Lu, the newly appointed Shaoqing of Dali Temple, looked worried.

"I don't want to marry into the prince's palace." The girl said something different.

The Longyang County Prince's Mansion represents the White Valve among the seven gates.

Even though this girl's eyes are high, she longs to marry a direct descendant of the White clan.

"Don't talk nonsense. Your father was able to be transferred from Yongzhou's Deputy Envoy to Dali Temple's Young Minister, all because of the support of the county prince's palace. You must be in awe of the county prince's palace."

Li Wenjun lowered his face and lectured his daughter Chen Waner.

The pampered Chen Waner said disapprovingly: "Dad used to be a fourth-grade positive, but now he is still a fourth-grade positive. Is this also called support?"

"My silly girl, how can local officials compare with Beijing officials?" Li Wenjun laughed angrily and said: "Now, as a state pacifier and a third-grade border official, you have to be polite when meeting your father. Besides, your father is white. It won't take long for a noble person to become the Minister of Dali Temple."

Li Wenjun's second son Chen Gui was delighted.

If my father becomes the Minister of Dali Temple and his sister marries a direct descendant of the White Clan, then he can live happily in the Holy Capital.

"Guier, why are you giggling?"

Li Wenjun subconsciously asked his second son.

"No, I didn't think about anything." Chen Gui shook his head hurriedly to hide his inner thoughts.

"Shengjing is no better than Yongzhou. You two must remember to be careful in your words and deeds when you arrive in Shengjing..." Li Wenjun began to educate his daughter.

outside.

Wang Guang faced the front yard and stayed here.

No matter how Chen Gui and Chen Waner, the brother and sister, dislike him or talk about him, they must fulfill their duties and live up to Master Chen's kindness.

forecourt.

In the half-collapsed main hall, Chen Hao faced the statue and thought: The image of the Buddha in this world is very different from that of the Buddha in another world.

"Sir, sit down."

Fan Sheng, who found a chair from nowhere, interrupted Chen Hao's thoughts.

Chen Hao turned around, glanced at the old wooden chair that Fan Sheng had wiped clean, and then looked at Tang Xian.

Tang Xian pointed to the thick hay in the corner and said to Chen Hao: "Sir, for a villain, lying on hay is more comfortable than sitting on a chair."

"That's true." Chen Hao said as he walked to the chair and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.

Tang Xian was really tired from lying down, yawned and went to the corner to rest.

Fan Sheng and two subordinates sat on the floor.

Two others were guarding the horses outside the temple.

Wang Guang's people hung several lanterns in the yard, and candles were burning in the lanterns.

Time passed quietly.

In the middle of the night, a gust of wind blew by, the candles in several lanterns were extinguished at the same time, and the temple was completely enveloped in darkness.

Chen Hao opened his eyes and heard an ethereal and strange singing voice, almost a hallucination.