When they arrived at Songyang Town the next day, it was almost dusk.

Along the way, the old man Jiang drove the carriage and walked slowly without hurrying, even though Ye Feng was extremely anxious in his heart, he couldn't wait to rush to Songshan to see Tang Rou as soon as possible, but he didn't dare to urge him. Since the battle in the wild shop last night, he knew the identity of Old Man Jiang, although he still had a lazy look as always, but Ye Feng and they all felt incomparably majestic, an unquestionable authority.

What's more, why is he so anxious in his heart? Ye Feng couldn't answer, it was a feeling of nothingness in his heart, some expectations and a little scared, since he couldn't say it to others, he could only sit in the carriage silently, looking at the sunny scenery outside the window, stunned.

Xie Zhenliang and Zhang Fatzi on the side looked at him like this, thinking that he was just very weak and needed to rest, and they didn't want to disturb him, so the three of them silently went all the way until the carriage entered Songyang Town.

The carriage stopped directly at the entrance of the restaurant along the main road in the town, the gorgeous decoration and the scarlet official uniform of Sun Feng Zhou Lei, who was escorted on horseback on both sides, showed that the identity of the people in the carriage was unusual, and the little second of the restaurant hurriedly stepped forward and greeted Ye Feng respectfully and waited for them to get off the carriage. As soon as he looked up, Ye Feng saw that on the second floor of the restaurant, a person was leaning on the railing and smiling at him, and there was a large piece of emerald green jade embedded in his hairband, Tang Yu!

Tang Yu: Sure enough, they have arrived. Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, mixed with some nervousness, but when he went up to the second floor, Tang Yu was the only one on it, and Tang Rou was not.

Ye Feng's heart was empty, and he was a little disappointed, all of which were written on his face without concealment. As soon as he turned around, it was bad, Xie Zhenliang and Zhang Fatzi both looked at him, showing a meaningful smile, and even worse was Tang Yu, who also looked at himself, and also showed that kind of smile, what does this mean? They all laughed like this, did they know anything?

"Ah, my little sister still has something to deal with, and it will be a few days late, so I will come to meet you first. Tang Yu said with a smile.

Why did Tang Yu explain Tang Rou's whereabouts first as soon as he saw him? Could it be that even he knew? Did Tang Da tell him something? Ye Feng's heart was in a mess, like a child who had been caught stealing something, and he had forgotten to say hello to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu glanced at everyone, but didn't see Old Man Jiang: "Why isn't Old Uncle Jiang here?"

Zhang Fatzi sat down, about extremely thirsty, and said while pouring water: "He went to the backyard to feed the horse, originally I said to let the shopkeeper go, he had to go by himself, saying that since he was in a car, this is his duty." ”

Tang Yu smiled slightly: "He has this temper, he is very serious in everything he does, and no one can persuade him to do what he wants, it's up to him." ”

After everyone saw the ceremony, sat down, Zhang Fatzi actually packed a large bag of food from the wild shop when he set off in the morning, and he ate all the way, but he still seemed to be hungry all day, and he ordered a table of dishes with the shopkeeper, Tang Yu and everyone talked about the experience of the wild shop last night, talking about the black and white ghosts, the old man, Tang Yu's face couldn't help but change color slightly, and he couldn't imagine that even he was out of the horse.

At this time, there was a sudden silence downstairs.

Downstairs was originally the busiest street in town, flanked by shops, and lined with street vendors. Then there was a sudden silence. Everyone looked down from the upper floor, and saw that the people on the street had stopped, consciously moved out of the way, and a group of people were slowly moving along the road.

The group was walking in a beautiful dress supported by two maids. The woman looked to be in her twenties, with her hair in a delicate bun, a golden hairpin, and a gorgeous dress of bright colors and gold trims. But the jewels of this body can not hide her own brilliance at all, the delicate facial features like carvings, the slightly frowning eyebrows reveal a faint charming melancholy, and the gestures between the actions seem soft and boneless, I see pity.

All the people in the street were silent for a moment, their eyes moving with the beautiful woman, their hearts beating with her footsteps.

Everyone upstairs also seemed to be stunned, and Zhang Fatzi suddenly muttered: "The near is both demonic, far is hopeful, the bone law is strange, the appearance of the king, the eyes are beautiful, which is the Keshang ......"

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what he was talking about, Xie Zhenliang suddenly smiled: "The fat man read the "Goddess Fu" written by Song Yu of the Chu State back then, and this paragraph describes the beautiful face of the goddess. ”

He glanced at Zhang Fatzi, stretched his voice and said: "However, in the end of "The Goddess Fu", the goddess refused to make friends with Song Yu, and she never left, leaving regrets in vain. You should read another of his "Gao Tang Fu", in which the king of Chu and the goddess of Wushan were once in the clouds and rain, and they kissed each other. ”

Everyone laughed, Zhang Fatzi glared at Xie Zhenliang angrily, turned his head and reprimanded: "Vulgar!"

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the beautiful woman, and remembered another famous poem, Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", which tells about the beauty of Luo Shen, as if it is like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind, which is about the case.

At this time, an old man on the side of the road who was carrying two wooden barrels to sell tofu seemed to be stunned, the flat shoulder on his shoulder slipped off, the wooden barrel fell, and the snow-white tofu and juice in the bucket spilled all over the ground, splashing the clothes of the beautiful woman walking, and the beautiful woman screamed "Ahh Everyone on the side of the road also let out a cry in unison: "Ahh

Everyone's eyes were always focused on the beautiful woman, and they hardly noticed that there were several people behind her, when a middle-aged man in scribe's costume who was the leader of the group jumped up, grabbed the beautiful woman, raised his foot and kicked away the overturned barrel, and then kicked the old man in the head.

The old man fell dizzy, stood up and pointed at the scribe: "You, how do you beat people?"

The scribe turned his head and glared angrily: "You don't have long eyes yourself, you hit the lady, and kicking you is cheap." ”

The old man was so angry that he trembled: "You are so unreasonable?" was about to pounce, and at this time, the passers-by on the side hurriedly stopped and persuaded him.

The scribe stopped paying attention to the old man, turned to the beautiful woman, and said with a gentle look on his face: "Are you alright?"

The beautiful woman smiled slightly: "It's okay, Xianggong, we don't have to be angry with such a lowly person, let's go back." ”

The scribe nodded obediently, "Lady Duyi." ”

So the group continued to walk as if no one was around, and in a short time they disappeared at the end of the road, and the street was bustling and bustling again, except for the old man who looked down and sighed as he cleaned up the tofu and soup that had been scattered all over the ground, as if nothing had happened just now.