"Sister, do you live here?" Dou Dou curiously asked Han Qiaoqi.
Through this brief exchange, Han Qiaoqi had gotten to know Xiao Yue and Dou Dou a bit, and she no longer felt the previous fear and caution, looking more natural now.
Hearing this, she said, "Of course not, this is the Dragon King Temple. How could my family live here?"
"That's true oh, so what are you doing here? Acting as a tour guide for ghosts?"
Then Dou Dou laughed at her own words.
Xiao Yue reached out to pinch her cheek, such words were really impolite.
"Just because she doesn't live here doesn't mean she can't come, right? Maybe Sister is here to pray to the Dragon King," Xiao Yue said.
"Pray to the Dragon King?" Dou Dou turned back to look at the tall Dragon King statue inside the temple.
"He's a bit ugly, don't pray to him, go pray to Guanyin Mother," Dou Dou said.
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful or the Dragon King will hear it and whip your butt with his tail," Xiao Yue immediately scolded.
