Fairy Lake, it was Mingzhou's most famous lake, and the third-largest lake in the entire country.
Countless people came here to play, and just so happened that it was also winter vacation at this time, so the number of people was even more than usual.
In the past, all the people who came here would chat among themselves while enjoying the scenery, but today, they were watching some people instead.
Obviously it was because these people were all handsome men and beautiful women.
"Amitabha." The priest squeezed the new string of beads that Gu Xiqiao had given him that morning, reciting Buddha's name as he closed his eyes.
"I say master priest, we're already here, why are you still reciting?" Wu Hongwen grabbed a piece of grass, jumping down from the nearby tree, a grin on his face.
