On the official road...

Kong Qing had a grass in his mouth and a whip in his hand to drive the horse in front of the carriage, acting as a groom...

Yu Guang glanced at the inside of the car, and saw that the Overseer was so engrossed in reading that he didn't dare to disturb or drive too fast, for fear that there would be some bumps on the road, which would disturb the Overseer's interest...

Jiang Jin received the task, and he had already taken the governors of the West Factory to take the lead in driving back to Beijing on a fast horse...

began to investigate the whereabouts of the Chongxu faction Xie Honghua, as well as some private matters that the Overseer had previously confessed.

And the Overseer made it clear that there was no hurry...

So he took the initiative to ask Ying to be a groom and took the official road.

At first, it was fine, but as time went by, the road was frightened for fear of disturbing the overseer, and there was no one to speak, so he was bored and could only play with the grass...

I can understand why Jiang Jin's guy didn't fight to be a groom this time...

Suddenly...

His eyes were slightly condensed, as if he had found something, and his lazy body sat up straight...

Hooked his head to look, but saw the figure on the official road in the distance, as if some kind of market and temple fair were being held.

When the carriage and horse got closer, they found that there was a dragon king temple that seemed to be newly built not far from the official road, and the temple fair was indeed on the official road...

The dragon king temple is not big, the dragon king in the center of the main hall is like a male clay sculpture with antlers and a long beard, and there are chickens, ducks, fish meat, fruits and cakes on the table.

Although the Dragon King Temple is small, there is only a temple that sells incense, but there are many people who come to worship and pray, and the incense is vigorous.

And most of the people who come and go are nearby villagers, who set up stalls to sell vegetables along the way, sell bamboo baskets and sell bamboo baskets, and gradually form a small temple fair.

Seeing this, Kong Qing frowned slightly, pulled the parking horse, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, jumped out of the carriage and came over...

An old farmer who was selling vegetables on the official road at random asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?" ”

"Didn't you see that?"

The old farmer rolled his eyes, and he didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw that he was five big and three thick, and his face was still very bluffing, he went to the method of the Dragon King Temple, and said angrily: "Pray to the Dragon King, what do you say?" ”

"Not ......"

Kong Qing pointed to the bluestone official road under his feet and said, "I mean, this official road is for carriages and horses, and you are selling vegetables here to make a living, aren't you blocking the way of others?" ”

"You're really in this afterlife..."

Not far away, a gray-haired old man interjected when he heard this, poked the bluestone official road under his feet with a cane in his hand, and said angrily: "This official road was not built by your family?" The tube is also a little wider..."

"It's just..."

The old farmer also echoed and said, "Isn't this official building just for use?"

Besides, people sacrifice to the Dragon King, we sell a fresh vegetable by the way, and leave after selling, what's wrong with using this official way? ”

"I'm not in a hurry..."

Kong Qing himself was also from the bottom, and he didn't want to be rough with them, so he pointed to the carriage not far away and said, "Or... Why don't you move your body and make way for me, let my carriage and horses pass, and how about you come back and set up a stall? ”

"Ugh..."

The old peasant said impatiently: "You are really in this later life, the villagers are all here to sacrifice the dragon king, what kind of trouble are you here to make?" ”

The old man on crutches also blew his beard and glared at the path on the side, and said, "Isn't there a path over there?" Won't you be able to get it in this future life, not here? ”

“……”

Most of the people who can come to this Dragon King Temple to worship are from the nearby townships, so how can they want to move because of him when they occupy a good position?

They all stood up and accused Kong Qing of being ignorant...

What are you talking about, 'Descendants, don't collide with the Dragon King here', 'You can go around it', 'Your master is more expensive than the Dragon King'...

“……”

Kong Qing's cheeks shook, looking at the sarcastic faces of the young and old, eager to reveal his identity, and one by one he slapped his big mouth.

However, thinking of the overseer's kindness to the people, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart...

When I looked back, I saw that the Overseer had already stepped out of the carriage and was looking at this side with a frown...

"Diao Min!

”

He glared at the old man viciously...

Then he ran back to the carriage and said, "Governor, there are people who occupy the road to make a living, why don't you drive them away?" ”

"It's okay..."

Xu Boqing waved his hand, withdrew his gaze from the temple zhu, and saw Kong Qing holding back his liver fire, and said with a smile: "Are you angry? ”

"Gas..."

Kong Qingne said sneeringly: "Diao Min, it's really Diao Min, it doesn't make sense to reason with them, and he was ridiculed in vain." ”

"Hehehehe..."

Xu Boqing smiled when he saw this, and then the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he explained a few words to him with the method of transmitting sound into his ears...

Kong Qing's face changed when he heard this, and he glared at the temple that sold incense in the Dragon King Temple...

Then he retracted his gaze and nodded, and after walking into the path, seeing that no one was paying attention, he picked up his light work and went to Siyang City not far away...

And when Xu Boqing saw him walking away, he also looked at the temple that sold incense in the Dragon King Temple...

Feeling that the carriage and horses stopped, and saw the temple fair not far away, he just wanted to see which dragon king's idol was offered in this dragon king temple...

I didn't think about it, I didn't see which dragon king was like, but I saw an interesting temple...

In his eyes, the old temple also showed the appearance of a giant rat with a pointed mouth and long beard and gray hair!

Goblin...

A rat demon!

A rat demon turned into human nature, and became the temple of the Dragon King Temple and started a business of selling incense, and there is still incense on his body, how strange it looks...

He frowned slightly and pondered...

When Jiang Jin recounted the current situation of the capital before, he mentioned that the capital has recently added some more mysterious and strange pieces.

Not only are the frequency of losing chickens and sheep higher than before, but there are also children who are lost, some people sleepwalk out in the middle of the night, and there are also yellow flower girls who are defiled in their dreams...

In addition, he has been out of Beijing for half a year, and the frequency of encountering monsters is indeed too high, so I can't help but think about it too much...

Is it because the country is about to die, and there are demons everywhere?

Or is it because Emperor Yonghe insisted on holding the 'Water and Land Festival' that attracted countless demons?

Or is it both!?

Xu Boqing came back to his senses, shook his head with a sigh, and then walked into the temple fair and the Dragon King Temple as if nothing happened.

When I took a closer look at the Tianmu Law Eye, I found that when the people who entered the temple worshiped the Dragon King, the silky incense wish power seemed to be wrapped around the Dragon King statue, but in fact, it was transferred to the temple in an inexplicable way...

Stealing beams for columns? Grafting?

On the other side of the temple fair, a handsome man with a folding fan in his hand looked at the Dragon King Temple with great interest...

And he was accompanied by an old man with a hunched waist, a mustache, and a butler's uniform.

These two people are the dragon prince Ao Xing and the turtle prime minister Wu Qin, who were kicked out of the house by Ao Lan to 'enter the WTO to practice'.

Ao Xing has been in the Dragon Palace for hundreds of years and has never been out, and when he saw the fireworks in the world after arriving at Daliang, he also thought it was interesting, so he played all the way with Prime Minister Guicheng.

Although he has some social phobia, he doesn't like to communicate with people, and he doesn't like to go to crowded places.

But after overhearing about this dragon king temple fair, as the son of the dragon king, he couldn't help but come and take a look curiously, wanting to see if the dragon king worshipped by mortals was his mother...

As a result, a big disappointment ...

Ao Xing shook the folding fan in his hand and asked in a mocking tone: "Wuqin, which dragon king do these mortals worship?" ”

"This ......"

Wu Qin replied with a sneering expression: "The old slave is shallow, and he doesn't see which dragon king this is. ”

Ao Xing laughed teasingly: "Even if it's not my mother, I can understand my uncles and uncles, but they worship this... What is this..."

"Childe doesn't know ......"

Wu Qinmo held his mustache and said with a proud smile: "How can this mortal Shouyuan, who has only been for decades, have seen a real dragon and a dragon face?" ”

"That's right..."

Ao Xing was slightly stunned when he saw the temple zhu, as if he had found something interesting, turned sideways and whispered: "Wu Qin, look at that temple zhu, count him and his feet, he seems to have a demonic aura on his body..."

"Huh?"

Wu Qin was shocked when he heard this, and then stared at the temple with his eyes slightly condensed, his hands shrunk in his sleeves and he didn't know what he was calculating, and after a while, he suddenly nodded with realization...

He said softly with his hand: "Childe, that temple wishes that the rat spirit has attained the Tao, although the age is not small, but the Tao is not deep, and the body is wrapped with incense and wishing power."

If I don't expect, the dragon king that this mortal worships is fake, and a spell has been cast, and the incense wish power should have been secretly eaten by this rat spirit..."

"Tut-tut..."

Ao Xing said with interest: "There is no dragon king in the Dragon King Temple, but there is a rat spirit that steals incense and fire will, which is a bit interesting..."

After that, he looked slightly stunned, and saw the back of a man in a moon-white robe in the Dragon King Temple...

He obviously entered the world for the first time, but for some reason, when he saw the back of that person, he actually had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if there was some kind of cause and effect between this person and himself...

That feeling, it's weird...

He frowned slightly and asked, "Wu Qin, did you see that young man in a moon-white robe?" ”

"Huh?"

Wu Qin glanced at the Dragon King Temple when he heard this, and nodded after seeing that there was indeed a young man in a moon-white robe, and responded: "See, that person's popularity is not bad, do you know him?" ”

"I joined the WTO for the first time, where did I know..."

Ao Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Count his heels." ”

“……”

Wu Qin nodded, his eyes slightly condensed at the back of the man and pinched his fingers, but pinching and pinching, there was a little more confusion in his eyes...

His brows tightened in surprise, as if he was not believing in evil and pinched his hands together...

But then his body trembled like a lightning strike, his eyes rolled white, his feet staggered, and two blood stains came out of his nose, soaking his two mustaches...

"Wuqin, Wuqin......"

Ao Xing saw that his body was straight, and his eyes were rolling and he was about to fall to the ground, but he was also startled, and hurriedly leaned over to support him...

"What's the matter with you?"

“……”

Wu Qin blinked, seemed to regain some senses, reached out and wiped the blood under his nose, and said with a sneering expression: "Childe, I... I... I didn't calculate it, and I lost my life for 300 years..."

“？？？？”