My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

The flow of people at the festival began to flow at this time.

Yang Feng didn't know what to do at this time, and was about to find Lu Qingyu and others in front.

But at this moment, he discovered that Lu Changan, not far away, was walking towards him first.

Yang Feng saw him and said more seriously: "Master of the family."

"Thank you for your hard work. After the ceremony, we can also take a look at the worshipers nearby. These people can live in the Wuhou Temple only if they have made great contributions to Ji Han or the Zhuge family."

When Lu Changan said this, Yang Feng seemed to understand.

"Remember, you are talking about Senior Qingtian, right?"

Yang Feng's eyes were already looking at the blue sky in the side corner.

Lu Changan smiled and said: "Yes, but I have something else to do soon, so I asked that girl Xiaoyu to take you around here. Many people in this Wuhou Temple have stories."

"oh, I understand now."

"If you have any insights, you can come to me directly at any time. I will wait for you at the house master's residence."

Lu Changan smiled one last time and left with the people next to him.

He is the head of the family, and there are still many things to do after the festival, so it is naturally impossible for him to accompany Yang Feng around here.

Several people who had a good relationship with Lu Qingyu were all walking towards this direction at this time.

Yang Feng has never seen some of them before. After all, he has been walking alone in the past few days and has no time to get to know the Zhuge family.

"Hey, is this Yang Feng? Hello."

The girl next to Lu Qingyu greeted Yang Feng first.

Besides her, there were five or six other people nearby.

Behind them were Zhuge Xinxu, Zhuge Zhiyuan and others.

"Yang Feng, I have to attend some procedures later. Remember not to leave until evening. I will go find you then and let's have a drink."

Zhuge Xinxu greeted Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded in agreement and said: "You are welcome at any time."

"Haha, I'll leave first then."

Zhuge Xinxu is a direct descendant, so he naturally needs to prepare other work.

The people next to Lu Qingyu also left here after getting to know Yang Feng.

"Your uncle said he just asked you to take me around here."

Yang Feng was talking to Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll take you to see them. There are actually quite a few celebrities here."

"I saw it. There were some people from the Zhuge family, and some... Is that Jiang Wei?"

Yang Feng saw a sculpture not far away.

Lu Qingyu looked at the sculpture and said, "Yes, he is the one who inherited the legacy of the Northern Expedition, so of course he will appear here."

"And that's Jiang Wan...that's wrong, why aren't there first masters and second masters?"

Yang Feng felt strange.

Under normal circumstances, Kong Ming should be sacrificed together with the First Master.

When Lu Qingyu talked about this, he thought back and said: "There was indeed a discussion about this, but we gave up later because this is the Wuhou Temple. If the First Lord is here, wouldn't he become a foil? This is not in line with the principles of a monarch and his ministers. , so I simply didn’t bring it in.”

"This is quite interesting. I remember that the secular Wuhou Temple was actually Zhaolie Temple, but everyone used to call it Wuhou Temple."

"This was built later in the family territory, and this is the territory of the Zhuge family. Naturally, it is mainly dedicated to Wuhou. However, some of us actually go to the Wuhou Temple and Wuhou Tomb outside every year."

Lu Qingyu said, "But these things are generally not my responsibility. They are quite complicated anyway."

"Then these latter ones should be people who have a very deep relationship with the Zhuge family, right?"

"Well, the people here are all those who have been greatly benevolent to the Zhuge family, or have made extremely high contributions to the Zhuge family."

"For example, there is Senior Zhuge Hua here."

"Yes, there is also Senior Qingtian."

Lu Qingyu had already led Yang Feng to the statue of Qingtian.

Yang Feng looked at the statue in front of him, with incense and tributes also placed in front of him.

Yang Feng was a little confused at this time and said: "What kind of help did Senior Qingtian do to the Zhuge family back then? If it was an ordinary thing, it would be impossible to be enshrined here, and looking at this position, it seems that except for those named Ji Han Apart from the ministers, they are the highest ranked group."

"This... I really don't know. Usually there are stone tablets recording people's lives next to them. But why Senior Qingtian came into Wuhou Temple, I'm afraid only my uncle and the others know."

Lu Qingyu also felt a little strange when Yang Feng said this.

Yang Feng fell into deep thought and began to look at the sculpture in front of him.

I don’t know who made this sculpture, and it has a slightly different style from other sculptures here.

The other sculptures are lifelike and lifelike, but Qingtian's sculpture looks a little rough.

It's just that this kind of roughness is different from the general sense. This seems to be what the producer wants to express.

Yang Feng looked at the sculpture and finally focused on the eyes.

Looking at each other like this, Yang Feng suddenly felt his feet suddenly floating.

At this moment, the sky was spinning, the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Yang Feng only felt that the surroundings seemed to be plunged into a dark space.

He opened his eyes and saw what seemed to be a door in front of him.

There was a little light coming from the crack in the door.

But when Yang Feng wanted to go over and open the door, he found that the door was locked tightly, as if it was tightly sucked by something.

Before Yang Feng could continue to explore, he only felt another spin, and he was pulled back to reality.

Yang Feng felt his heart beating faster than usual.

Looking around, everyone was still walking around as before, even Lu Qingyu looked around as if nothing had happened.

When Lu Qingyu turned around, he realized that Yang Feng's face was ugly.

"How are you?"

Lu Qingyu asked strangely.

Yang Feng looked at her and asked, "Didn't you feel anything just now?"

"What does it feel like?"

"Look at the sculptural eyes of Senior Qingtian."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Qingyu moved closer curiously. After looking for a long time, he found nothing and said, "What's going on?"

"You...no, it's nothing."

Yang Feng saw that Lu Qingyu was completely unaware, as if he understood something.

Lu Qingyu felt sweat on Yang Feng's forehead, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look weird suddenly?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of something suddenly."

Yang Feng didn't know why, but suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

But I don't know where this coolness comes from.

And just now it seemed like I was entering an illusion, but why was I blocked by that door in the end?

"There must be some secret behind that door..."

Yang Feng said to himself.

Lu Qingyu didn't understand and said, "Which door are you talking about?"

"When will your uncle be free? I want to see him."

Yang Feng felt that he might have understood the purpose of bringing him here.