Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

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"Don't go, you don't have to worry about this matter, there is still more than a month, I have time to deal with." Chen Xi waved his hand, he had planned to dress up casually by the time, anyway, give marriage, give Gui, give Jue, this After one set, Li Xuan will prepare a set of clothes even if it is not shameful. Chen Xi said that there is no pressure. As for when others think it is not ceremonial, when the Lord is down, he can understand why.

"Oh." Fan Jian nodded. She thought Chen Xi was going to go out and buy one. After all, Feng Gao's tailor shop is also powerful. It is not a problem to make a princely dress.

Although some of them are not happy that their husbands will wear clothes that are not prepared by their loved ones, it is not easy to pay attention to these at this time.

"Take a good rest, I plan to go to Jingling Temple to see how the construction is going." Chen Xi patted the simple and simple head, indicating that this guy didn't have to deal with these things, what did the 15-year-old girl do with these things?

Fan Jian shook his head unhappily, and the hair bun he untied during the break shook his hair in a messy manner, and he was somewhat dissatisfied that Chen Xi regarded her as a child.

"Humph, come back early." Fan Jian said not very happy.

"Relax, I'm gone." Chen Xi waved his hand to leave. In addition to Jingling Hall, he also went to the Bookstore and Liu Bei's house. As a quality supervision and inspection person, he had to see how it was built.

To be honest, for Liu Bei's home, Chen Xi's view is that as long as he can live, the gold and blue brilliance outside is shining, and Chen Xi doesn't pay much attention to the materials used inside. Anyway, in his view, Liu Bei's home is a face project, with the most educational significance, the rest are all floating clouds.

In short, as long as it looks magnificent. It ’s enough to shock people ’s hearts, so the tiles of Liu Bei ’s house are available in various colors, but they need to be colorful. It seems that this is because of the level problem. It is obviously the same thing, and it will be different when burned ...

Come down to the library, the one that is relatively important. But that's it. The important thing is the book, not the decorations. Some of the luxury built was just to show that "there is a gold house in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book". In fact, all the decorations are taken away. The bookstore is still the bookstore.

As for Jingling Temple. This is mainly checked by Chen Xi. This place is most in need of image. The honor given to the dead must always be admired by the living. As the home of all the heroic souls, this place must be solemn and depressive enough. If you want the living to come here, you will feel a kind of feeling. The feeling of the soul being watched.

Of course, I do n’t know if it can be achieved. At the beginning, Chen Xi ’s request was a sentence, and the soil on the ground was black for me. The bricks posted on the road are also black for me, and the black ones need to reflect on me. Planting flowers on the left and right sides only plant flowers on the other side, red on the left and white on the right.

Black bricks, black walls, black pillars, and the whole Jingling Hall is black, and all the last things become white again. Anyway, this place should not show any other colors except black, white and red. Chen Xi thinks that his aesthetics should be nothing too The big problem.

Liu Bei saw the black wall from afar. The whole person's movements eased slowly, and he walked a few steps. Everything, including the ground, became dark, slightly against the sun, and it didn't look dark, just a little cold. .

"Big Brother!" Zhang Fei's voice reached Liu Bei's ears. Instead of the deafening pops of the past, he was rather deep.

"Third brother, it is really you who are guarding here. I didn't expect you to know how to converge your mind." Liu Bei said with a smile. "No one is making trouble."

"I don't know why. After arriving here, I couldn't help but be careful a lot, as did the soldiers under my hand, and my elder brother would follow me to give the incense stick to the memorial tablet." Zhang Fei scratched his head and said.

"I'm going to take a look at the building of Jingling Temple, Yide. You are stationed here, but there is something wrong with this building." Liu Bei nodded and asked.

"Zichuan was built very well." Zhang Fei led Liu Bei and his entourage toward the Jingling Temple, and then stayed in front of the black inscription tablet more than ten meters high. Zhang Fei carefully pulled out from the side A few incenses were lit and handed to a few people.

Liu Bei and others took the incense and bowed to the monument for three ceremonies. A quiet heart in his heart would be inserted into the crock in front of the monument. A glance at the crock would tell that this was a **** brought from home Something that I want to smell incense too.

"I don't know why I felt quiet after I arrived here, and I lowered my voice unconsciously." Zhang Fei said looking at the huge black wordless monument, his original sturdy body, sturdy body, dark face , Zhang Fei also exhaled a literary atmosphere between his head and his head.

"Me too!" Liu Bei stretched his hand on Zhang Fei's shoulder, and stood there looking up at the huge black wordless tablet.

At this moment, both of them felt a kind of tranquility that had never existed before. After a long time, Liu Bei reached out and picked up a joss stick, igniting and inserting it in the crock.

"Please rest in peace with all the heroic souls residing in the Jingling Temple. I will do the things behind you for Liu Xuande, and I will do my best to let your parents, wives and children enjoy everything they deserve, if I know Liu Xuande Your wives and parents have been treated unfairly, but they did not reach out for assistance. I, Liu Xuande, would like to worship the spirits with my own body, learn from the world, and learn from the gods together. "Liu Bei looked calm as if speaking to a person. He swears his oath slowly in the mourning monument.

"Precise!" A long sound echoed between heaven and earth, but I didn't know where it came from. It was abnormally erratic, but only a few people on the scene could hear it. For this sound, Liu Bei couldn't help but stunned, but they didn't. Too much shock, just silently salute the memorial tablet.

After Liu Bei and a few people withdrew from the front yard of Jingling Temple, an old man with a red-haired face appeared at the front door of Jingling Temple, "Liu Xuande is indeed a generation of benevolence. I will come to Mount Tai from Lujiang to visit me in person. Dai Tianyong will have any trouble. "Zuo Ci said to himself, and reached out his habitual pinch.

"Has it been a long life? But it doesn't matter anymore. I can see such a virtuous and benevolent prince. There is still hope for Dazhi in this world." Zuo Ci said indifferently. Born in the Great Han, he did not have too much ruthless Taoism, but on the contrary, he had an expectation for this world, hoping that the Han room would continue.

Picking up a joss stick, Zuo Ci ignited calmly, and then inserted it in a crock, and remembered the song of the past in the witch era lightly.

When Chen Xi came in, there were still half a burning incense in the crock, and he could frown frowning when he heard a quiet song in his ears.

"Who is here." Chen Xi said with a frown staring at the memorial tablet. He couldn't see it, but he could feel that there was a person standing there. Although it was a little scary, the truth was that there was definitely a stand there people.

There was no answer, but Chen Xi vaguely felt that the calming song fluctuated. Chen Xi instantly had a bottom in his heart. He was afraid of the unknown life, but he was not afraid of the intelligent life that he could perceive.

Chen Xi, who had the bottom of his heart, avoided the place where Zuo Ci stood, took a joss stick and ignited it, greeted the memorial tablet, inserted it into the crock, and then quietly waited for the song to end.

"Chen Hou, Zuo Yuan is here to be polite." After the burning of the incense stick was finished, the song just disappeared, and the place where Chen Xi had been staring at was also a child-like leader, who paid a courtesy to Chen Xi.

"Zuo Yuanfang?" Chen Xi was taken aback for a moment, then responded, facing Zuo Ci with a salute, "Chen Zichuan has seen the prince."

"It's easy to say, easy to talk about." Zuo Ci said calmly, staring at Chen Xi's face constantly, but every time the result was blurred, only the simplest way of looking at Chen Xi was really expensive. Language.

"Since the priest has arrived in Taishan, why should he hide here, fearing that I will not entertain Taishan?" Chen Xi said with a smile. Chen Xi was very calm about the characters like the fairy gods in these memories.

Not to mention that from the record, Zuo Ci appreciates Liu Bei, even if Chen Xi and Zuo Ci are hostile, he is not afraid of each other. The most orthodox fairy in China will not shoot against mortals, nor will he shoot against those who are meritorious. Chen Xi is confident, even if he does not know how much merit he has, but there is no problem with one million living people! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!

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