The strange event at the Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony

"Haha, everyone's here. Your Taoist temple is getting more and more lively."

Wang longqi walked in slowly and greeted everyone as if they were close. Although he had never seen the flying sand in ten thousand miles, he could tell from his appearance that he was a very motivated young man.

The two of them looked at each other, appreciating each other's talent.

"Seventh young master Wang, I've long heard of your name."

"Junior Brother Sha, Hello."

After some small talk, he slowly sat down.

He saw the other four people in the temple looking at him with slanted eyes, their faces full of vigilance.

He blinked and sized himself up."What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Young master Wang has appeared in our temple, and nothing has gone wrong," the Fox girl said with a smile.

The old Daoist sighed. I've just made a wish for the world to be peaceful. And you're here. You're just trying to slap me in the face.