Gold Medal Doctor 3 MTL (301-540)

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441. Chapter 441 It's not that you don't think too much
     A silver awn flashed across the sky, and white clouds left a long trace in the sky.

     "Mother, there are meteors in the sky!"

     A baby girl said with a milky voice, staring at the sky intently, and pulled the woman's clothes corner beside him in surprise.

     "Silly boy, where are there meteors during the day!"

     The woman smiled and touched the baby girl's small head, looking at the long marks in the sky, also curious what the traces were.

     The clouds above the sky are unpredictable, and the scenery below is also passing by like a movie.

     Flying birds flutter their wings, soaring above the blue sky of white clouds, the free look makes people envious.

     A silver ray passed through the flock of birds, and also through the clear sky, into the deep forest of rain and wet clothes.

     "Shushasha!"

     The early summer mountain rain came in a hurry so that the sky was covered with a milky hazy gauze.

     Bicui's welcoming guest Song Qiao stood above the peak, staring at the believers who climbed up the mountain.

     The ancient wood is pine and the bells are clear.

     Among the quiet deep mountains, the forest and the green waves rolled, and a deep mountain ancient temple was hidden in the quiet clouds.

     "Tick! Tick!"

     Water droplets slipped down from the temple's golden eaves, and the copper bells along the corners of the eavesdropped onto the tender grass.

     The air has a moist smell of earth and grass, and the rain washes the steep bluestone steps more transparently.

     However, the heavy rain did not stop the faithful footfall that came to worship Buddha, they knocked one step at a time, piously from the mountain to the mountain.

     This is an unwritten rule of Fukong Temple. After passing the mountain gate, no one can fly in the air and must go up this mountain road.

     The Buddha's light shining down from Fukong Temple, the golden light, makes the believers bathed in it firmer in their hearts.

     "Master, we are at the gate of Fukong Temple."

     Purple Wing Emperor Butterfly Nixia landed in a secluded place, turned into a small butterfly, and stopped on Zishen's shoulder.  The beautiful purple butterfly matched him with a purple dress, but there was no sense of disobedience.

     "I wonder if Missy will get lost?"

     Zi Zi stood in the heavy rain and did not hold an umbrella, allowing the heavy rain to hit him.

     He walked towards the mountain gate of Fukong Temple, gazing at the direction of the road from time to time, worrying that Xueluange would not be halfway along the road if he did not know the way of Fukong Temple.

     "I knew I wouldn't bet this bet with her!"

     He regretted something in his heart. If Xue Luan Ge had something wrong on his way, how could it be good?

     They all blamed him for being too hasty and not thinking about it.

     He shouldn't have agreed to such a thing, and now he can only worry.