Yuhua heard that there is a mysterious structure in the "City of Happiness" called the Spiral Gallery, this "Spiral Gallery" has a long reputation, and the most amazing thing about it is that it can replace the duties of the matchmaker and pull the "marriage" for others, it is just like the modern angel Cupid, the ancient Cowherd Queqiao will weaver girl Queqiao, the same as the single loneliness.

The name of this spiral gallery is very special, of course, the "spiral" in this is not the meaning of the conventional words, it is a kind of reading list that uses the transliteration of the Central Plains dialect, but the gallery is indeed a gallery, this spiral gallery is said to have eighteen entrances, and when you encounter a fork in the road, you will be divided by the road, the road will be divided, and the section will be segmented, and finally in this gallery that extends in all directions, it will be completely dispersed, isolated, and far away...... But in the end, the two people who can still come out of the same channel together mean that they are destined.

Therefore, whenever a couple of lovers identify each other and want to decide on the marriage relationship, they will notify each other's parents and go to this spiral gallery for a test.

Success means that they have received the blessing of God and will eventually achieve positive results, such as failure...... It means that their relationship still needs to be tested, and after they are sharpened again, they will do it again!

Qihua is a thief, he can't resist this superstitious temptation, and he also wants to unknowingly abduct the fairy and go in to test it.

Whether it works out or not...... He's thinking about it anyway!

Well, in fact, Yu Ziying didn't know about these things, she only knew that this trip to the city would delay her trip, and she vetoed them all on principled issues.

No matter how good Qihua said, she refused to enter the city with a straight face.

But then, Lazy said something behind her that she cared more about.

"Do you really believe that there is a thing in this world that makes you lucky because you were born in a certain city?"

Yu Ziying blinked and turned to look at him.

Lazy changed into a brand new snow-scale robe, a black hair poured down, soft and natural hanging on his shoulders with sleeves and plaice, his vertical neck was also like Yu Ziying's clothes inlaid with a circle of white fox fluff, the roots were erected like silver needles, and the collar was arranged like a flowing cloud rune Silver hidden rust thread, under the light smoked sun, the skin on his fair face was transparent like a feather, and there was a rugged and thrilling beauty.

He said lightly: "Maybe this has something to do with your trip to Wanqiu, why don't you go and investigate?" ”

Hey, hey, Yuhua was surprised, he didn't expect the Lazy Emperor to help him speak!

- There is the most kind of person in the world who likes to be sentimental, in fact, is lazy talking for Yuhua? Why is he willing to go to the City of Happiness, and why...... Individuals have personal plans.

Yu Ziying lowered her eyes, obviously a little moved.

"It's only about a day away from Wanqiu at the latest, and if you're in a hurry, it's better to choose the best time." Lazy and leisurely added.

Yu Ziying: "......" He said so much that he made her speechless.

"Let's go."

Yu Ziying is not a pedantic person, and the two points that she pointed out gave her a new idea, so she was not stubborn and had to commit Wanqiu immediately.

She tightened the reins, pulled the horse's head, and let Yuhua lead the way, so the group finally decided to go to the "City of Happiness" first.

In fact, the name "City of Happiness" is called by the Hu people of the Central Plains translators, after all, the language of the Hu people is only understood by their poor people, in fact, the city they are about to go to is seriously written "Yache City".

Of course, Hu Ren's insect-crawling grass-like font Yu Ziying didn't recognize, so when she saw several big-character city names carved in stone on the tall city tower, the slender and twisted city names that looked like hieroglyphs and other indigenous characters were like city names, and she silently crossed out the "happy city" that appeared before in her mind.

Fall, bully the illiterate, Nima! "City of Happiness" is obviously four words, but she counted it carefully several times, and no matter how blind she is, she can understand only three fonts.

When more than a dozen people entered the city, they formed a geese-shaped column, and as soon as they stepped into the castle, they found that the situation in the city was not as lucky and beautiful as the name of the city implied.

This is a resolute and hard corridor built in the Stone Age, the angular gray city, as if it was driven by disease, the city is filled with a foul smell of Chinese medicine, with a kind of other rotten ditch messy fishy stench, and the city gate is the place where the ventilation is allowed, and the smell is naturally rushed over.

- Suffer as soon as you enter the door, whether this city represents luck or bad luck!

Yu Ziying and his party who entered the city, their faces were black and stinky, as gloomy as the smell of the nose.

It was evident that it was close to noon, but the streets were scattered with few people, except for a few young men dressed in blue and white uniforms and wearing fanned crowns.

They all look like they are all magnificent, with a majestic and righteous atmosphere that is different from ordinary people, with big sleeves in the wind, and clouds and mist under the feet of hemp shoes, which seem to be non-Tao, and non-vulgar.

At this time, they were in groups of three or five, carrying a half-high, steaming wooden barrel together, and walked through the streets and alleys to deliver it from house to house.

Among them, there is a group of slightly more advanced clothes, wearing blue and white two-color hydrated robes, but the placket is embroidered with Ruicai, there are childish and colorful young people, and there are also dignified and calm middle-aged people, as soon as they see Yu Ziying and others entering the city, they will form a row and block it.

"Who are you?" A young man who looked more than passers-by raised his head, swept his gaze over them, and asked in a deep voice.

The exotic cavalry are all a group of silent rough men, and I don't know if Qihua deliberately asked for it or the lazy emperor deliberately asked for it, this time several accompanying cavalrymen are some of the most active psychological activities, the eyes are particularly active, but they are especially disliking to talk, and they love to act in mime.

And Yu Ziying and Lazy are withdrawn self-problem children, and there is only one person left in the audience, who is barely too biased, but not too outrageous, and rushed to talk back.

"We are tourists, but who are you?" As soon as Yuhua opened his mouth, one plus one equals two, and the four plus four equals a few incompatible.

Those in white and blue robes all stared at them suspiciously.

Tourist?

In the ancient saying, tourists generally refer to those who need to travel around after they have practiced enough...... Road.

Well, this is a long-lost profession recorded in the ancient canon, in fact, in later years, more and more people regarded the tourist as a troubadour who likes to travel around the mountains and rivers to increase his knowledge or a person with special technical talents.

But no matter which one they are, the images of these dozen people are far from the "tourists" they imagined.

In recent years, in this turbulent era of fierce and harsh occupation, there are still relatively few people in the category of "tourists", and this group of people has been away from the world for a long time, hiding from the mountains and clouds, so in their minds, "swimming" should still be the kind of long clothes fluttering, with a fishtail crown, a big red robe, a long beard in different phases, and a fairy wind and qidao backbone...... Virtuous people.

In short, either one is good, it shouldn't be this group of fierce guys who have completely defeated the bandits!

But...... It's not entirely right to say this, but there is still a person whose image is quite similar, but everyone sees him being carried behind a horse by a little sister who is as tall as a monument, and the weak sissy who is being raised...... It's not pretty.

Hey? At this time, they seemed to see clearly that this little sister really looked ...... The eyebrows are beautiful.

And her brother is really good-looking...... The eyebrows are beautiful.

Well, this kind of words that I can't think of better words to describe because I look too good-looking can only hold back these four simple and easy-to-understand and popular words...... Taking a deep breath and exhaling, they said they had tried.

As for why they unanimously think that Lazy is Yu Ziying's brother? The first is that they feel that the little sister carrying the young man is too young, and she doesn't look like someone who has already married or has a good partner, and the second is that these two people have a subtle similarity in terms of temperament and appearance.

"Are you tourists?" A straight-talking teenager in this group of people directly opened his eyes wide, and he opened his mouth to question with suspicion.

"We're not, are you!" Yuhua's eyes are like knives, he walks sideways everywhere, and now he is being questioned with this kind of colloquial language, and his mood is natural.

As the momentum of Qihua soared, suddenly the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and both sides had nothing to say for a while.

"Ahem, fellow tourists, can you take the opportunity to ask, what are you doing in Cheyajo?" At this time, a slightly older man came out of the ranks, he arched his hand towards Qihua and the others, made a vulgar salute, and asked politely and tactfully.

In fact, when Jiuzhou tourists prevailed, this kind of people are more respected by all countries and relatively free of a group, it is a group of people who will choose this identity to fool people, but a group of young people have long been a lack of respect for the identity of tourists under the influence of social infection, only a little bit of insight and understanding of the history of tourists, only to understand what tourists represent.

"Admired." Qihua didn't give his name at all, and coldly spit out four words.

“……”

The middle-aged man who was choked was speechless, and the scene cooled down again for a while.

In the end, they decided not to go around in circles anymore and told each other directly.

"Whatever your reason for coming, there is a serious infectious disease in Cheya Castle right now, so if you don't have to enter the city, you should leave quickly."

This group of people is a kind person, even in the face of a person like Qihua who has a bad temper and an unknown origin, they are willing to put aside the good words in their hearts and persuade them.

"Who are you? What kind of contagion is there in this city? Qihua dragged the horse a few steps forward, listened to their words and looked at them strangely, for him, he didn't feel the weakness of the goodwill of others at all, but he was suspicious of another thing in his heart.

They were gentlemen and frank, staring at Qihua's eyes and reporting their names: "We are disciples of Qingxu Palace." ”

A vague sense of pride came to his face.

Qingxu Palace? Yu Ziying, who had been observing the situation around her, was attracted by these three words and turned her head to look at them.

"Are you from the Qingxu Palace? Do you know a woman named Qing'e? A voice clearer than snowflakes sounded.

When Sha Qi heard this, he immediately silenced and gave up the home field.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and involuntarily followed the voice to look at its owner.

"Senior sister?!" The young man who looked like a passerby before shouted in surprise.

"You...... Do you know our senior sister? His eyes sparkled and stared at Yu Ziying, his expression was excited, and his voice was in hot pursuit.

"I've met once." Yu Ziying's face was expressionless, making it impossible to distinguish her joy and anger.

The young man wanted to speak again, but was stopped by a handsome young man, who stepped forward and said with a concerned face: "Little sister, can you know me, where have you seen our senior sister?" ”

Little sister?

Looking at the appearance of the young man who was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, Yu Ziying frowned.

Perhaps for him, this title is a name for getting closer to each other, friendly and friendly, but for Yu Ziying, it feels harsh.

"I'm not small...... Not even your sister! Yu Ziying stared at the young man and corrected seriously.

With a snort, he tilted his head and smiled.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that he had also said something about her "small" before, and Yu Ziying's face darkened.

"Uh...... Sorry, I just ...... Shall I call you a girl? The young man may have felt that because he was asking for something, he lowered his posture and immediately changed his name, he was obviously a little anxious, scratching his head and scratching his ears: "That, may I ask where was the last time you saw our senior sister, and she ...... She's been missing for a long time and we haven't been able to find her, so we're worried. ”

Yu Ziying turned a blind eye to their eagerness, and only focused on what she wanted to know: "You are here to find the 'king'?" ”

When they heard this, they immediately raised their eyes and looked at Yu Ziying in shock and inexplicably.

"Y-How do you know!" There are people who are quick and blurt out.

"No, we're not, only Senior Sister they are...... You saw the senior sister, right, she has been missing for more than half a month, and we haven't been able to find anyone, has she found the king?! The passer-by A young man stared at Yu Ziying with wide eyes, he was simple-minded, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he confided everything he knew.

Yu Ziying looked at him, a pair of deep pupils against a pair of clear and bright pupils, she was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know where she is, I only know that she appeared in Yancheng in Chaoyuan Kingdom." ”

Yu Ziying may wish to inform them of the truth to guide them to tell more information.

They were all surprised for a moment when they heard Chao Yuanguo and Yanjing, they didn't know what Yanjing had to do with Qing'e's disappearance, and then they fell silent again, which showed that they might have thought of the reason.

"This ...... Could it be that when the head master went down the mountain, he privately informed the senior sister that the king was in Yancheng, so they went to Yancheng? Someone muttered quietly.

"It's impossible, even if Senior Sister wants to go to Yanjing, it's impossible to say goodbye, even if you don't know us, you shouldn't hide it from Senior Brother Qingluan......"

Yu Ziying had been secretly observing their performance, probably knowing that they didn't know any more, so he withdrew his gaze indifferently, not wanting to, but then suddenly heard a clear and cold voice like a distant bronze from Izumo.

"Ning Xuanyou, what's going on?"

This familiar voice made Yu Ziying startled.

She looked up in surprise.

And the lazy man who was leaning behind Yu Ziying was naturally the first to notice the changes in Yu Ziying, and he also raised his eyes to look ahead.

The dark sky, the misty streets, a calm and heavy figure slowly walked, lush and high rock table, forest and secluded streams, cranes perched on the gentleman's tree, the wind blowing the doctor's branches, this is a young man who will not change in the cold of the year, and his ambition is soaring.

He was dressed in a Ruolan green shirt flying in the wind, carrying a seven-foot long sword on his back, like a sword, and his whole body was like a peerless sword out of the sheath, even if he was restrained in the scabbard at the moment, he was like a quiet cloud on the top of the snow peak, and the cold of the green blade on his back contrasted with his temperament of a high mountain, becoming more and more ethereal and unpredictable.

Hearing someone call him, the handsome young man before looked back blankly, and when he saw the man in a green shirt who was coming with a vast aura like the sea of fortunes, his eyes immediately became bright and joyful, with a bit of admiration and respect.

"Master Sang." He hurriedly called.

"Hey, Ning Xuanyou, you just saw our master, like us, little people who have been making porridge and dressing for your disciples in Qingxu Palace these days, boiling medicine and serving medicine, and they are also tired enough, but they are ignored by you so casually." A young man with a dark pattern sword jumped out from behind, standing behind the "Sang Master" one step behind, and smiled at the "Ning Xuanyou".