Daguang Temple.

At the entrance of the temple, a carriage covered with purple feathers stopped. First, a man in black clothes fell to the ground neatly, and then reached out to pick up the people in the car.

First they saw a jade-colored arm like an ivory carving stretch out, and then they saw a delicate girl walk out, and by the man's arm, she jumped lightly out of the carriage.

The two walked side by side, and everyone pulled their necks to look at each other. After all, it is rare to see such an eye-catching handsome combination of men and women.

A few aunts couldn't take their eyes off the man in the black robe!

For a moment, almost the noisy sound stopped!

It wasn't until the corners of the red clothes disappeared from everyone's eyes that they returned to normal!

Yang Yuhong and Ye Zhenzhen walked along a bluestone path to the back of the temple.

Daguang Temple is also built by the mountains and rivers, and the back of the temple is naturally a mountain forest.

"Where are we going, Zhen'er? Is here what Grandpa wants us to find?"

Yang Yuhong pushed aside the leaves and branches that might touch her for her, while looking at the ground carefully. Ye Zhenzhen was in a hurry, and he was a little unsure.

"Just hurry up, you'll know in a moment."

Ye Zhenzhen lifted the corners of her skirt and quickly shuttled through the forest.

Yang Yuhong had no choice but to quickly block those branches and leaves for her, and walked forward quickly with her side by shoulder.

When she was almost halfway up the mountain, Ye Zhenzhen stopped. A dense layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her pretty nose. She took out the handkerchief and wiped it gently, put down the corners of her skirt again, folded her hands on her chest, and walked forward very dignifiedly.

Although Yang Yuhong was puzzled, he also followed her forward. There was a smile in her eyes, the Fang Supa she used just now was actually given by him yesterday!

This silent intimacy made him feel like he was about to fly!

After walking nearly a hundred steps, a thatched pavilion appeared in front of me. It was really a dilapidated pavilion. Those pillars are ordinary tree trunks, crooked, as if they are about to fall down at any moment! The grass on it was also a mess, and a few rubs came out of the corner of the pavilion and swayed in mid-air.

Seeing that Ye Zhenzhen was still moving forward, Yang Yuhong couldn't help but pull her.

She glared at him fiercely. Motioned for him not to speak and to go in together.

There is only one step below the pavilion, which is half missing. There were two tattered benches inside, and an ordinary stone table, and only a large pile of withered yellow straw nearly one person high.

Yang Yuhong looked left and right, not knowing what Ye Zhenzhen's purpose was here.

Who knew that Ye Zhenzhen took two steps forward, bent her knees slightly, made a standard salute to the pile of withered grass, and said, "Disciple Ye's daughter pays a visit to the deceased master and greets the deceased master." ”

Yang Yuhong...

Could it be that there's someone in that pile of dead grass?!

But there was no movement for half a day.

Ye Zhenzhen did not move. Yang Yuhong wanted to speak, but was glared at by her fiercely. He had to frown and wait.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that more than half an hour had passed, and the haystack finally had some movement.

When Yang Yuhong heard the sound, he looked for prestige.

I saw that the half-human-high dead grass was pulled out of the inside, and a head staggered out!

There are still a few sticks of dead grass in the loose hair, and they are also shaking!

He slowly turned his head, revealing a round face!

It's like a big meat bun for nothing! Both of his eyes were squeezed together, bent in a line!

Yang Yuhong was very surprised!

This man, a master?! He almost burst out laughing, and was stunned by two knife-like glances.

It's unbelievable.

The man lifted the strand of hair above his eyes, squinted at Ye Zhenzhen, smashed his mouth, yawned a lot, and said lazily, "It turns out that it's you little girl, get up." ”

glanced at Yang Yuhong on the side again and sneered. "Little girl, did you bring your lover to show me today?"

It's a nonchalant tone.

Ye Zhenzhen gave another salute and introduced it very solemnly. "Back to the deceased, he is Yang Yuhong, the eldest son of the Yang family in Beicheng, and he specially came to visit your old man today."

Yang Yuhong only nodded slightly.

The salute to the Ye family is out of respect for the elders, and love and care for her. Even if it's the emperor on the other side, it's reasonable for him to be like this!

The man in the haystack stuffed a straw into his mouth and looked at him in his mouth.

Finally, he snorted coldly.

The man went back into the haystack, and after a long time he threw out two things. Buzzing and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't disturb my sleep, go back and ask that old thing in your house, did he eat too many chili peppers and turned back into a monkey?!"

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the two things and held them in her arms, and happily gave a salute, "Thank you, Master of the Deceased, I will definitely bring you your words, and the disciple will retire first!"

pulled Yang Yuhong, who was still confused, and ran down the mountain.

Ye Zhenzhen climbed into the carriage, and without stopping for a moment, she asked Yang Yi to drive the car back.

Her smiling eyes were shining, "Grandfather asked for something, I found it!"

Seeing that he still didn't know why, she explained.

"Well, the word 'spring' is flowing water, referring to the deceased master just now. As for the master of the deceased, I heard that he was originally a wise man in a certain family, but he was driven out by the family because he was too fond of wine and meat, so he built a 'half pavilion' on the mountainside of Daguang Temple, where he cultivated himself. As for him, he also has two unique skills, that is, making wine and making meat, but if it weren't for the fate, he wouldn't even let you smell a single smell! Since I was a child, I have been with my grandfather no less than a dozen times, and I have to do it once. ”

Yang Yuhong didn't believe it, took one of the bags, poured it out and saw that it was a utensil made of bamboo. Without thinking, he pulled up the cork on it.

"Hey, be careful."

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly grabbed it and stuffed the plug in!

Although it was only for a moment, Yang Yuhong clearly smelled the incomparably fragrant smell, and even the entire carriage was overflowing!

Ye Zhenzhen tied both bags, took out a handkerchief from the body, and wrapped the two bags again.

"This is called thyme, and if it is opened on this street, it will be terrible."

Yang Yuhong leaned against the side wall. "It turned out that after a long time of trouble, my grandfather asked us to come and find food."

Ye Zhenzhen gave him a blank look.

"Today we are lucky! Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to see the face of the deceased master, let alone get his two treasures! Nine out of every ten people in this Jiangnan City have gone to look for him, but there are no more than five people who can get him a sight, and among these five, only one can get his treasure!"