Chapter 223 He is really rich
The four of them turned their heads to look out the window, and the raging snowstorm had indeed stopped without them noticing.
A ray of golden sunlight penetrated the thick clouds and shone on a rather magnificent building on the top of a distant mountain.
The golden dome reflected a blazing light, almost to the point where it was impossible to look at it directly.
"That is...?" Ai Wanxin narrowed her eyes slightly, "The Resurrection Hall?"
"Didn't the Resurrection Hall burn down to only a few columns?" He Yang said puzzledly, "In the chapter on the decline of the Temple of the Gods, Volume 3 of the Middle School History, there are photos of the destroyed temples."
"Has it been repaired?" Pei Junlin asked.
"You can't use gold to build the roof for repairs, right? How could the parliament approve such a budget?" He Yang shook his head, "Even if it approves it, it doesn't have that much money."
"It could also be donated. The roof of a temple doesn't require much gold. The dome of the largest temple in the world only has 5000 tons of stone. This one definitely won't be used." Pei Junlin said as a matter of course.
He Yang complained to Ai Wanxin angrily: "Sweetheart, he is pretending to be stupid and showing off his wealth, right? He must be."
"How can this be called showing off wealth?" Ai Wan looked at him puzzledly, "After all, he is really rich."
He Yang's eyes were blank for a moment.
He finally understood what the message Uncle Xiang sent him meant!
Pei Junlin narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, Captain He, but you don't have to be too sad. I heard that the salary of a lieutenant colonel is not low. Although it is not enough to marry a wife, it is more than enough to support you. It's not shameful to be single."
He Yang was so angry that veins on his forehead were throbbing. He turned to Ai Wan and said anxiously: "Sweetheart, don't listen to his nonsense. It is definitely enough to marry a wife. I definitely won't let you suffer even a little bit."
Tuoba Qiong's cold voice came from behind: "Are you still going to look for the remains of the Frozen Nebula?"
Ai Wan was dazed for a moment. How did the topic just go off track?
She shook her head, watching the dark clouds quickly dissipate and the clear blue sky, and said, "Let's go to Wailing Canyon and see what's going on."
Now that the snowstorm has stopped, the deal with the parliament may no longer be valid, but Ai Wan doesn't want to go back just like that.
Now, everything that falls from the sky may be the clue she is looking for. Since she has come this far, there is no reason to turn back before the last hill. She must go and see what is going on.
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The Wailing Canyon is a long, narrow and steep rift that stretches from west to east at the northernmost tip of Yan Country.
Flying over the old city might bring unnecessary trouble, so they made their spirit bodies shrink in size, bypassed the old city of Frost City, climbed over the Winter Ridge, and rapidly descended in the Wailing Canyon where the altitude dropped thousands of meters, sinking into the wisps of mist in the canyon.
"Sweetheart——" He Yang shouted in the wireless terminal, "The visibility is getting lower and lower. I don't know if it's fog or miasma. Be careful."
"Little Brother Pei." Ai Wanxin called Pei Junlin.
"Here it comes~" Several whirlwinds swept in from the golden hound, and wherever the whirlwinds passed, lush and green ancient primeval forests were revealed.
However, after the tornado dissipated, the thick fog quietly buried the giant trees again.
Ai Wanxin let the little fox stop in mid-air, and the four of them stopped not far from her in four directions, forming a protective posture.
Ai Wanxin frowned slightly and said hesitantly, "Why is there no snow on the trees here?"
"Is there a hot spring in the canyon? Otherwise, such a thick fog cannot form." He Yang's voice was still clear in the headphones, but for some reason, his voice in reality was getting smaller and smaller.
Ai Wan was surprised and asked, "He Yang, are you still flying?"
"What? Honey, are you calling me?" This time, even the sound in the headphones became intermittent.
"He Yang——" Ai Wanxin raised her voice, "I can't hear you clearly, where have you been?"
But there was no response from the headset.
She called out quickly, "Brother Han, Brother Xiao Pei, A-Qiong, can you hear me?"
The surroundings were silent. Although the visible range was no more than five meters in the thick fog, hearing should not be affected.
Ai Wanxin immediately understood that it was not that they were separated, but that there was something strange about the forest or the fog!
She made a prompt decision and asked the little fox to pull up on the spot, trying to get out of the fog first.
After they crossed the Yidong Ridge and entered the canyon, they had clearly only descended for less than a minute. At this point, no matter how long the little fox flew upwards, it seemed as if it was stuck in quicksand and could not get out.
Ai Wanxin had no choice but to let the little fox stop, as it was obviously a futile effort.
But the little fox was obviously a little anxious. It put all its strength into it, swung its long tail, and wanted to try again.
Ai Wanxin stroked its soft neck fur and soothed it, "Don't worry, we can't get out like this. We have to find the source of this strange fog."
The little fox soon calmed down as she stroked its fur. Ai Wan thought for a moment and said, "Since we can't get out by going up, we have no choice but to go down and take a look."
The little fox turned around and headed down as he was told. As expected, it seemed to have climbed thousands of meters just now, but after going down, it soon saw the lush green treetops of giant trees.
Sensing his master's intention, the little fox rushed straight into the primeval forest composed of giant trees without stopping.
As soon as she landed, Ai Wanxin jumped off the little fox's back. In front of her was a huge fir tree with roots taller than her. Its straight trunk was towering, and its crown was completely hidden in the thick fog.
Countless dry vines hung between the giant trees. No matter how she looked at it, it looked like the forest in her dream when she picked up the star ball.
"Chirp——" the little fox made a warning sound. Ai Wanxin turned around and saw those dry vines trying to wrap around the little fox's body just like last time.
Without hesitation, she took the little fox back into her sea of consciousness.
The vines suddenly became quiet and ignored her, the other intruder.
It was the same as last time. Yin Yanhan, Pei Junlin, and He Yang disappeared from her side without any warning, and then this forest appeared.
It seemed that she was either dreaming again or had entered some realistic illusion.
Ai Wanxin's sharp eyes slowly scanned all the strange things. She was seriously considering the possibility of burning down the forest directly.
Perhaps sensing her anger, the vine that had just pretended to be dead came back to life.
They intertwine and extend on the ground, forming a vine bridge that is one person wide.
"Puff-puff-puff--" From time to time a flower would pop up on the vine bridge, as if trying to coax her to calm down.
Ai Wanxin felt both angry and amused, and could only walk along the direction of the vine bridge towards the depths of the foggy forest.