After resting for a few days, the group drove to the ancient capital of Yeqi under the call of Qing Zhan.

The ancient capital of Yeqi is not actually a city, but a ruin.

It is said that it was once the castle of the kingdom, but it was gradually buried in the war.

Later, the ancient capital of Yeqi formed a style dominated by scattered villages. In this ruined area of the royal city, which stretches for hundreds of miles, there are scattered villages of different sizes.

The number of these villages has not been carefully explored, and I am afraid that it is not known if it is explored.

However, these villages are easy to identify, and most of them are named after the village surname, which means that most of the people in a village have the same surname.

These scattered villages are like a small kingdom, they have little interaction on weekdays, and only on special occasions are the owners who take the position of village chief to negotiate with each other.

Occasionally, there will be intermarriages, but they will be a minority.

The astrologer told Qing Zhan that she would find one of the nine sons in the ancient city of Yeqi. This woman has not yet awakened, and she doesn't know the meaning of the ama, and she is probably the one who is relatively easy to deal with among the nine sons.

So Qing Zhan came to the ancient capital of Yeqi.

Surrounded by mountains, it is one of the few mountain towns on the Mozarc continent.

At this time, it is the early summer season, and the verdant colors all over the mountains are refreshing to see.

From a sheep intestine trail into the mountain, it doesn't take far to be the destination of Qing Zhan and others.

Standing outside the village, she looked up at the archway made of thick trees outside the village, on which three words were written handsomely: Shenjia Village.

That's right, the village here is a village dominated by the surname Shen, and it is also a relatively prosperous village in the ancient capital area of Yeqi.

Compared with the several villages that came all the way, the people of this village were more open, and when they saw strangers like Qingzhan coming from a large group, they did not flee in panic, but gathered on the side, full of interest and onlookers.

As she walked along the road to the village, her ears were filled with all kinds of noisy sounds. But most of it is the whispers of local villagers.

A few of them gathered together, discussing the origins of these people in a small voice, and under their burning gaze, Qing Zhan felt uncomfortable.

At the thought of staying here for a long time, Qing Zhan felt ten thousand despairs in her heart when she saw these villagers.

However, after walking for a while, the surrounding villagers suddenly quieted down. As if spontaneously, they stood in a line, no longer looking left and right around the lamp.

And in the middle of the road that was filmed by this person, an old man appeared.

The old man was about sixty years old, and he already had gray hair and beard. He stood there, and although there was no expression on his face, he gave him an extremely majestic feeling.

The old man stood at the end of the crowd, holding a wooden carved cane in his hand, and his palm looked oily and slippery, presumably after many people's hands polished to be able to become like this.

Qing Zhan couldn't help but stop.

While she was hesitating, she saw Tang Songluo smiling at her, this smile made Qingzhan feel a lot more relieved, so she followed Tang Songluo's side and continued to walk forward.

When he got closer, Qing Zhan also saw the old man's face more carefully.

Although he was already old, the old man was full of red and looked unusually healthy. When he saw several people coming to him, he showed a smile, but in this smile, there was also a threatening majesty.

"Master Tang, you're finally here. The old man stepped forward, holding the scepter in one hand and thinking of Tang Song Luo in the other.

This hand is covered all over the place, and there are not thin calluses on the palm. But the joints are broad and thick, and they look hard and powerful.

When Tang Songluo saw this, he also greeted him. After shaking hands with the old man, he said with a smile: "Old Shen came in person, it really hurts the juniors." ”

At this time, Tang Song Luoyun was light, but it seemed that his words were on the heart of this old man surnamed Shen. The old man nodded, and said some polite words, about "Tang Song Luo is an adult, he should come out to greet him" Yunyun, and then turned his gaze to Qing Zhan beside Tang Song Luo.

What kind of gaze is this, Qing Zhan met Shen Lao's gaze, she only felt that the bottom of her eyes sank, but she couldn't take her eyes off.

Although the old man's eyes were already a little cloudy, his gaze was clear and powerful, like jade that had been precipitated by the years. The gaze looked serene and deep, and Qing Zhan almost thought that he had seen himself clearly at once.

After a short silence, Shen Lao looked away, and then said with a smile: "Contemptible Shen Funan, if this girl can afford it, just follow Lord Tang and call it contemptible Shen Lao." ”

Qing Zhan smiled sweetly, her more and more delicate face bloomed like a smile like the first sun, and the pear vortex was shallow on her lips, bringing her a different style.

"Shen Lao. Qing Zhan's voice was also sweet, she shouted like this, Shen Funan nodded, and her face was a little brighter.

"The house that Lord Tang sent someone to ask for early is ready. I'll show you there. Shen Funan turned his gaze to Tang Songluo again.

Seeing him say this, Qing Zhan knew that his residence had been settled, and had to sigh again how thoughtful Tang Song Luo was.

This Shen Funan is the village chief of this Shenjia Village.

In Shenjia Village, there are a total of 1,687 families, all surnamed Shen, without exception. According to a rough estimate, there are no less than 5,000 people in the village.

And among these 5,000 people, only one is the person Qing Zhan is looking for.

This is difficult to imagine.

Although the astrology divination, it was not accurate enough to even say the name of the person, and his mischievous master did not write it, so Qing Zhan could only find it by himself.

The only thing that can be known is that the person Qing Zhan is looking for is the same age as her, and the difference between before and after is only five years old. It should be a girl too.

But even if you look for it according to this condition, there are still nearly a thousand girls in this village who meet this condition, which is a difficult thing to do.

In this way, the only way to do this is to stay here, and then look for the person who is hidden in the sea of people.

As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the mountains and forests, and the big is hidden in the city. It can be seen that the master of astrology is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

When Qing Zhan was secretly slandering himself, a house appeared in front of him. This house is surrounded by courtyards, and after entering the gate, there are four large rooms, and there are small rooms in the room, which are exquisitely constructed, and they are particularly suitable for living.

There are also some mangosteen and special vegetation that Qingzhan is not yet known in the courtyard, and the courtyard is bright and beautiful, and it is particularly handsome.

Shen Funan asked, "Is this house satisfied?"

Tang Songluo turned his head to look at Qing Zhan, and saw that her eyes were shining, and the joy on her face was also from the heart. So he nodded and said, "Very good." I'm tired of getting old. ”

After a simple politeness, Shen Funan left this small building in Linnan, and Qingzhan can be regarded as officially settling down in this Shenjia Village.