Zhifu, located on the banks of the Guhe River in Laizhou, is the hometown of Fan Jian and Huang Wanwan. In Jiuqing's memory, unless the mark on Huang Wanwan's shoulder was born, it was most likely engraved at Master Yang in Zhifu Mansion City.

"Boss, here's the news." When they arrived at Zhifu Mansion City after two days of slow and leisurely travel, the information about this Yang Master was also handed over to Qianmo and them.

"Feng Shun's speed is a lot faster." Qian Scarlet Moon looked at the secret letter in Qian Mo's hand and sighed.

Qianmo nodded, since Dugu Yan came, the efficiency of Shunfeng Xing was indeed much higher. It seems that what Dugu left to Feng Shun should be the backbone of the Flying Pigeon League.

After reading Master Yang's information, the two were a little puzzled.

"This Yangshuo is actually a descendant of the gods worshiped locally?"

"Yang God Temple......" Qian Mo looked at the information in his hand a little dignified, he had stayed in Liudu for so long, and he still had some understanding of the local people's reverence for the gods. It is a piety that cannot be blasphemed or denigrated.

Qian Scarlet Moon also thought of this, she knew very well the importance of "faith" to people.

"That...... What Jiuqing said about Yangshuo is very ugly? I'm not curious! Qian Scarlet Moon hurriedly cleared up.

Qian Mo nodded solemnly: "Well, I know, Yue'er doesn't want to know at all." ”

Qian Scarlet Moon looked at him with a serious appearance, and the embroidered fist hammered up: "Say it quickly!" ”

Qian Mo grabbed her hand and put it in his palm: "That old man likes to play." Young girls, like to draw for them, the kind that doesn't wear clothes. ”

His words were very straightforward and dry, but Qian Crimson Moon was trembling. She remembered the metamorphosis in the depths of Xiangshan, the man who licked himself in the mirror.

"Yue'er ......" Qianmo felt a chill in her palm, and held her face worriedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Qian Scarlet Moon shook her head, "It's okay, I just feel disgusting." She shook her head and threw the pervert out of her head, "The tattoo on Huang Wanwan's body, could it be that this Yang Shuo left it?" ”

"Possibly, so we're going to take a look."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Chaotian signaled that they had arrived at the Zhifu Inn. Now they know that almost all the inns and restaurants named after the prefectures of the Great Yan Kingdom are the property of the Hua family.

Hua Lian came this time and handed them a jade plaque, with which they could get the highest treatment from all the shops under the name of the Hua family. But she didn't take it out, just asked for three ordinary rooms.

Mingqiu and Lu Chaotian live together, Mingqiu doesn't like to talk, especially after Ye He's accident, his personality seems even more gloomy. However, Lu Chaotian is an old man who is used to seeing the world, chatting with him all the way, explaining him, and after a few days, Mingqiu also respects him a lot.

Mingqiu's injury has healed, and the two of them will also learn martial arts from time to time and discuss a few words of experience. Qian Mo would occasionally tell them some of his thoughts and experiences. Although the secrets given by Leng Yuhan could not be taught, some of the experiences he realized by himself still gave them a lot of inspiration.

After settling down at the inn, a few people had a simple meal and set off for Guhe.

"Boss, it's just ahead." As far as Lu Chaotian pointed to, they saw an earthy yellow temple with a vermilion lacquer gate.

Legend has it that four women went for a walk by the Gu River at night and saw a man carved in stone who was pushed onto the shore by the waves, and the name of this stone man was Yang. One of the women brought Yang home, but it was later discovered that she was pregnant, and gave birth to a child within a few days, and the woman died after giving birth.

It is rumored that the woman ascended to the fairy world and became the wife of the yang god. To commemorate this event, the locals built a temple of the god of Yang and raised the children of the god of the sun together. They believed that the sun god had left mana on his child and could bless him as well as those who treated his children well.

Although hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the legend, countless versions of the legend have changed. But people with the surname Yang, in the local area, are still respected and loved by the people because they have the name of Yang God.

They walked into the Yang Temple, because it was not a festival, the incense in the Yang Temple was not vigorous, only one or two people with sad faces knelt down and prayed in the main hall.

Stepping into the main hall, the burly man carved from the boulder is the god of the sun. A few people circled around the Yang Temple a few times, and found that this temple seemed to be the most ordinary temple that could be seen everywhere. Whether it is the statue of the god or the scale of the temple, it is similar to the land temple in other places of Dayan.

"No anomalies found." Mingqiu and Lu Chaotian checked each other, and found nothing special.

Qian Mo and Qian Scarlet Moon nodded, it would be easier to do things without abnormalities.

So, that night, Yang Shuo, the descendant of the local Yang God, was tied to a gloomy forest by the Gu River and hung upside down from a tree, leaving only a pair of pants.

Yang Shuo's eyes were blindfolded, and his mouth was stuffed with his own socks that Lu Chaotian picked up. "Woo-woo-" He writhed his shriveled and emaciated body, whimpering out of his mouth.

"Shut up!" Lu Chaotian covered his face and slapped Yang Shuo's thigh with a knife.

"Whew!" Yang Shuo was an agitated spirit and almost incontinent.

"I don't want your thing to be useless, just confess!" Lu Chaotian said that the knife was in his thigh again. Roots, rub. wiped it, causing tears to appear in the corners of Yang Shuo's covered eyes.

"Woooooooooooo Yang Shuo was hung upside down, nodding his head violently.

"Hmm!" Lu Chaotian pulled out the socks in his mouth, "Hehehe, what are you so afraid of?" As far as you are even counting the royal number overnight, the condition of the woman, even if I don't cut it, I'm afraid it won't take long. As he spoke, he made a gesture to reach for his knife.

"Don't, don't! Heroes spare their lives, spare their lives! Yang Shuo rubbed his legs and shrank back, "Don't be a hero, I don't, I don't, I don't......"

"None? I've seen ten girls lying on your bed, a little bit. No, hang! Could it be that your roots, as well as your name, Shuo? ”

"No, no," Yang Shuo kept shrinking back, tears coming down. What kind of person is this, so ...... Disgusting.

"What? You say I'm disgusting! Lu Chaotian slapped Yang Shuo with a knife, "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking if you don't say it?" ”

Yang Shuo wanted to cry without tears, which party he had offended: "Hero, hero, I don't." I didn't even ...... They were just stunned by me. I, you see my age, where can I ......" He is forty-seven this year.

"Aren't you a descendant of the Yang God, I thought you were wise and martial, and the sword was immortal......"

"Hero, hero, I don't have ...... The descendants of the Yang God, that is, those ignorant people said, I am just surnamed Yang. I...... I'm not actually from Laizhou. ”

"And what did you do when you stunned them?"

"Draw...... Draw. Yang Shuo's eyes were blindfolded, and he just turned his head and said in his voice, "I, I have a little hobby, and I especially like to draw women...... Body/body. ”

Lu Chaotian put the knife face on Yang Shuo's leg again, "What about ......?"