You Said You'd Take Me to the Holy Land, So You'll Take Me! - Hmm, Which Courier Company Should I Find?

"Did you get them to move into that black cube?"

"You successfully lured them out of the model, and then the black cube exploded?"

"Ha ha—ha ha ha—ha ha ha ha ha..."

Across the table, the Temple Keeper of Guan-Yue Temple laughed so hard she nearly doubled over, repeatedly slapping the table. Every slap made Shen Le's heart tremble:

Stop slapping it!

The soup in that ginger duck you brought is about to spill!

Though the dish was mainly for eating the meat, with the soup only adding a bit of flavor, the broth in the clay pot she had brought was nearly overflowing over the rim!

The Temple Keeper had heard that Shen Le had basically finished the restoration work. Using the excuse of taking him out for a good meal, she had come over to have a look.

The moment she arrived at the old house, she heard such a huge joke that she nearly rolled around on the floor laughing:

"You've raised the rank way too high—if it were me, I wouldn't dare live there either—"

Shen Le glared at her viciously. To be fair, the Temple Keeper had left a very good impression on him. She was cheerful and forthright, loved talking and laughing, and perhaps due to the influence of the temple she served, she carried an air of righteousness whenever she stood there.

But that wasn't a reason for you to laugh at me!

"Let's put it this way—here's an example." The Temple Keeper laughed until she was out of breath, and only after quite a while did she finally laugh enough, wiping away a tear.

"Say there's an overseas wanderer—well, the ghost of an overseas wanderer—returning home. You make him a little house. Even if it's a three-courtyard siheyuan—"

Shen Le: "..."

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