"Is there any good thing?" Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up instantly.

Ling Luoyu and Zhou Yan looked over.

He immediately said with a straight face: "I mean, I sigh with emotion from the shrine's...good service!"

"It's not that the shrine's service is attentive, but those places, originally run by the shrine, and you work for the shrine, how can the shrine treat you badly?"

Suddenly sneered, a strange color flashed in Dingmiao's eyes.

"In terms of gathering people's hearts, the shrine's approach has always been remarkable!"

"This will really win people's hearts!" Zhou Yan couldn't help but admire.

For someone who licks blood with a knife, what is alive?

What they do is to be able to eat and drink well and enjoy well!

Nowadays, there is no worries about food and clothing, there are women who can sleep, and there is still a lot of money.

Put it on anyone, it will become a temptation-confusion.

"So, the shrine... is more desperadoes!" Dingmiao took a sip of hot tea with cold eyes: "We are not afraid of them, but it is better not to get entangled, because it is for I'm just adding trouble!"

"Wait a minute!" Feng Chenglin slowly raised his hand: "Young Master Miao, let's not talk about the divine palace first. You tell me first... what do you mean? Li Jiazhai walks through directly without any stop? You are..."

Dingmiao's expression changed slightly: "I...I have something!"

"what's up?"

"Look at you, don't tell me something?! It's you who succeeded, it's also you who didn't succeed..." Fengcheng Lin knocked on the table uncomfortably, "I said, we are all here, what else can we Said? I want me to say, you sloppy, clarify things clearly!"

"Yeah, if something really happens, let's find a way and deal with it together!" Zhou Yan sat down at the table and put down a bunch of snacks.

"I...I am..." Dingmiao hesitated to speak, and seemed very embarrassed.

Feng Chenglin was anxious: "You said, if you don't say anything, we will leave by ourselves! I don't know, I thought you would come here to enjoy it!"

"I..." Dingmiao hesitated for a while before finally gritting his teeth: "I'm afraid you will say that I am...selfish!"

"Self-hearted?" Ling Luoyu wrapped his arms around his arms, thoughtfully: "It's the Miao family?"

"It's the tower **** of our Miao family!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up: "Is that the tower **** that will be used for the mountain worship?"

"The tower **** is a special shrine for our Miao family's sacrifices. Although it has no real effect, it is just a spiritual belief, but it is... the spiritual totem of our Miao family..."

"From the Miao family? How could it... be used by people from the Li family to open the mountain?" Feng Chenglin took a breath: "It won't be the mine, there are also your Miao family's institutions, so the Miao family's shrine is needed. Sacrifice to heaven, right?"

"The shrine is just a shrine, it has no effect, just like we worship the Buddha and Guanyin, it is just a kind of psychological comfort, there is no real effect!"

Dingmiao licked his lips, a little embarrassed.

"So, I have been entangled, do I want to get it back, or tell you..."

A spiritual totem, nothing of practical use.

He was worried that he would be ignored when he said it.

Who knows

"I think I should take it back!" Zhou Yan sank and said, "If it were me, I would take it back at all costs, even if it was just a spiritual sustenance, it is also the spirit of my family!"