Leaving the wall, Yang Cheng clutched his stomach depressedly, he didn't understand now, why Di Yun was able to talk so lightly about his marriage contract with Wu Shuyao, could it be that Di Yun really didn't care about the marriage contract with Wu Shuyao, or even the relationship?

Yang Cheng didn't know that as an outsider, Di Yun was disdainful of the issue of marriage contracts, as for the relationship with Wu Shuyao, what kind of feelings could he have with Wu Shuyao?

Di Yun just felt that although Wu Shuyao, a woman, had a good appearance, she ......

Pretty silly.

At this time, Yang Cheng moved his body slightly, and said to himself in confusion: "Is it really that he is too sensitive, in fact, Di Yun has no meaning to Wu Shuyao at all, and the reason why he is angry is only because he is not worth it for Shuyao?"

"Young Master, Di Gongzi and Lord Wu don't seem to be what you think. The maidservant Yang Zi supported Yang Cheng and kindly whispered to persuade.

"Maybe......" Yang Cheng looked at Di Yun's back deeply.

Yang Zi kept looking at the mask on Yang Cheng's face, and sighed slightly, not knowing who the heart in his chest was worried about.

In the distance, Lin Ying'er continued to follow, she had always thought that her tracking skills were perfect, and she had not been discovered by Di Yun's gang so far.

At this moment, Di Yun suddenly looked at the sky, and said in his heart, he is so high-profile today, will he be targeted by the people of the imperial family? After all, there are a large number of "heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals" in the sky above the capital of Jinjing......

"Boom ......"

And when Di Yun looked at the sky, the sky suddenly thundered and darkened!

"What's the road?!" Di Yun looked at the sky in amazement.

"This is the first rainstorm of the year, and we caught up with it. I don't know when, Yang Cheng had already come behind Di Yun with his stomach in his hands.

Di Yun turned his head to look at Yang Cheng and didn't speak, as if he was angry.

Yang Cheng scratched his head, took out three oil-paper umbrellas from the magic weapon, and gave one to Yang Zi and one to Di Yun.

"Ruthless?" Di Yun said unhappily as he took the oil-paper umbrella.

"Hey, hey!" Yang Cheng smiled, embarrassed.

"Nervous disease!" Di Yun said in a snap.

"Let's go, go to the Huanggu Temple!" Yang Chengshun said: "Go to the sword or walk?"

"This weather, Edgeworth?" Di Yun looked at the sky and said unhappily, "Could it be that you want to cross the catastrophe?"

Yang Zi sneered on the side, and Yang Cheng looked embarrassed: "Give my brother a little face." ”

"You earn your own face!" Di Yun said as he walked in front with an expressionless face.

"By the way, do you want to send an umbrella to the girl who is following you?" Yang Cheng changed the subject.

"No, I don't know her. Di Yun said.

"What, you don't know her?!" Yang Cheng suddenly looked surprised.

"Why should I know her?" said Diyun.

Yang Cheng was speechless for a while, and for a moment, he felt that he was special sha~bi......

After a while, the wind swept through the entire Jinjing City, and the torrential rain fell suddenly, like a downpour!

"Boom ......"

The thunder arc in the sky is thicker than a child's arm, and it is terrifying and abnormal.

"Which fellow Daoist is crossing the tribulation, why is it so turbulent?" Di Yun couldn't help but sigh when he saw Huanghuang Tianwei so turbulent.

"Could it have something to do with your Dinghe Heavenly Court Staff?" Yang Cheng suddenly added.

"......" Di Yun was speechless for a while.

On the other side of the long alley, Lin Ying'er enlarged all her eyesight, trying to see Di Yun in the distance, but the rainstorm came too fast and urgently, blocking her vision.

"Damn God, why is it raining heavily at this time?" Lin Ying'er didn't bring an umbrella, and she didn't dare to show her true anger, for fear of being sensed by Di Yun, so she was drenched in soup when she landed, looked at the sky and scolded.

At this time, Di Yun and the three of them had disappeared into the long alley, and Lin Ying'er could only stubbornly run to the end of the long alley, insisting on following Di Yun, the guy with the dragon blood mine.

Half an hour later, Di Yun and the three of them came to the Huanggu Temple.

Originally, Di Yun thought that the Huanggu Temple would be a street, and the street was full of stalls that vendors must use, but when he came to the Huanggu Temple, he realized that this was a square, and in the middle of the square, it was really a big temple, called Huanggu Temple.

At this moment, the square was empty, and the sound of heavy rain pouring down on the ground was everywhere.

The thunder arc in the sky was much smaller, so Di Yun did not shy away from summoning the flying sword, and then with a "whoosh", the figure crossed the heavy rain and appeared under the temple edge of the Huanggu Temple......

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cheng and Yang Zi also appeared under the temple edge of the Huanggu Temple.

"What is the origin of this Huanggu Temple?" Di Yun brushed the rain from his face, turned his head to look at the Huanggu Temple with the door closed, and asked Yang Cheng curiously.

"Huanggu Temple, the temple of His Majesty's sister. Yang Cheng said casually.

"When did the imperial aunt have such a right to let the people of Jinjing come to offer incense?" Di Yun said unexpectedly.

"The owner of this Huanggu Temple is the most beloved sister of His Majesty, and she is also the youngest sister of Her Majesty, named Zhao Feiwu, who was known as Princess Ni Shang back then, and it is said that in order to resist the demon domain in the north, she fell in the Wuji River and turned into a river spirit!" Yang Cheng said: "In order to commemorate Princess Ni Shang, His Majesty established this Huanggu Temple and accepted the belief of the people!"

"Looking at the temple for a long time, when did Zhao Feiwu die?" Di Yun cast his gaze on the stone pillars outside the temple, which looked very shabby.

"Hundreds of years, who knows. Yang Cheng frowned and said casually.

"Hundreds of years old?......"

Di Yun's eyes widened, the people of the God of War Continent are really amazing, they can live for hundreds of years at every turn, how long does the man sitting in the most distinguished seat in the palace have?

This is something that a ten-year-old child probably knows, but in his memory, there is really no relevant information at the moment.

"That's right, it's hundreds of years. Yang Cheng nodded and said, "This rain can't stop for a while, why don't we go into this temple to avoid it first, anyway, Lin Le hasn't come yet." ”

"Okay, by the way, ask the old man in the temple if you know that there is a place called Lingxuguan near here. Di Yun nodded and said.

"Yes. Yang Cheng responded.

Then, Di Yun and the three of them turned around and walked towards the gate of the Huanggu Temple......

At this time, Lin Yinger had just arrived at the Huanggu Temple, and was running along the edge of the square towards the Huanggu Temple, for fear of being discovered by Di Yun.

"Bang bang bang!"

Walking to the gate of the Huanggu Temple, Yang Zi stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone?"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Is there anyone?"

Not long after, the door was opened, and half of his old face was revealed through the crack in the door, which startled Yang Zi.

"Do you want to take shelter from the rain?" The owner of the half-old face was an old woman, and her voice was very hoarse, and it sounded very strange.

"I was sheltering from the rain outside, but it was too cold at the moment, and I wanted to go inside to keep warm. ”

Almost everyone in Jinjing City knows that there is only one old man living in this Huanggu Temple, it is said that this old woman is an old palace maid, with a hoarse voice, a dark face, and is not very kind, so because of her, there are many people who believe in the Huanggu Temple, and the square in front of it, if it is not a double festival, the flow of people is inevitably sparse.

Although Yang Zi grew up in the courtyard of the deep house, as the maidservant of the eldest grandson of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she often has time to go out to hang out, so she naturally knows the rumors about the old woman in the Huanggu Temple, so she can't help but speak politely now, and even makes up the purpose a lot more ingeniously.

Maybe listening to Yang Zi's lies is more true, and thinking that the girl in front of her is an honest person, the old woman paused for a moment, opened the door slightly, and exposed a dark yellow and dark yellow old face, and then leaned her upper body out of the door, looked at the two teenagers behind Yang Zi, and asked strangely: "What are these two men doing?"

"With me, one is my young master, and the other is a friend of my young master. "This time, what Yang Zi said is indeed the truth that cannot be faked.

The old woman was silent for a moment before she said hoarsely, "Come in!"

When he entered, Di Yun looked at the old woman strangely, and said in his heart, according to the background of this Huanggu Temple, there is no shortage of money, why is this old woman's clothes so shabby, could it be ...... This old woman was sent by those other people in the Imperial Aunt Temple to visit the door?

Thinking of this, Di Yun couldn't help but feel a little indignant, and then casually took out a dozen citrine coins from the golden gourd, stuffed them into the old woman's hand, and said: "At such an old age, you are still guarding the door in this Huanggu Temple for your livelihood, it's strange that it is sad, these dozen citrine coins are for you, find a suitable place in the capital to live in the sky!"

A dozen citrine coins are equivalent to thousands of taels of gold, not to mention letting the old woman live for the rest of her life, even if she is allowed to spend it from a young age, this money is properly enough.

But to Di Yun's surprise, when the old woman got the dozen citrine coins, she was stunned, and then looked at herself with an unusually vicious eye.

Even, it made Di Yun feel an inexplicable chill.

"Why, don't you know this coin?" Di Yun thought for a while, too, this old woman should rarely even see gold, where did this citrine coin make, so he explained: "This thing is called citrine coin, it is worth more than gold, I am a child of a big family, and I don't lack this little money to spend, just rest assured to take it, the younger generation is not fooling you." ”

As soon as these words fell, the uncomfortable chill that Di Yun felt gradually receded.

At this time, Yang Cheng and Yang Zi's eyes had already turned over, and even their impression of Di Yun had changed drastically, and they actually gave so much money to an inconsequential old woman, is this still Di Yun?......

The old woman's gaze at Di Yun gradually changed, and it turned from vicious to gentle, and then looked at the dozen or so golden citrine coins in her hand, and her eyes became complicated.

After being silent for a while, the old woman actually smiled, and returned a dozen citrine coins to Di Yun with a smile, but still kept a citrine coin in her hand, and said: "The old body has lived for so many years, and it is the first time to meet such a kind person as the young man, and the old man is not short of money to spend, but the old body can still accept a citrine coin from your young man as a souvenir." ”

This book was first published in Reading Books