Chen Wenshan and Meng'er girl walked on the streets of Mingchuan City, one in front and the other behind.

Chen Wenshan, who was walking in front, stopped, looked behind, turned around and slowed down to walk side by side with Miss Meng'er.

"Miss Meng'er follow my steps, don't lose it. ”

Miss Meng'er looked at Chen Wenshan, puzzled. Miss Meng'er is good because she won't ask more, since Chen Wenshan said this, naturally he meant it, so she agreed: "Okay." ”

Chen Wenshan lowered his eyes and thought about it, grabbed Miss Meng'er's hand and ran forward.

The streets of Nagawa Castle are staggered, and the terrain is suitable for escape and not for tracking. After turning and turning, Chen Wenshan looked back, and saw that he couldn't see the shadow of the "tail", so he let go of Meng'er's hand.

Miss Meng'er's face was ruddy, and she looked at Chen Wenshan's eyes strangely.

Chen Wenshan hurriedly explained: "Someone followed us just now, I guess it should be someone from the Haihe Gang or the City Lord's Mansion. ”

This explanation made Miss Meng'er's face look slightly better, but it still couldn't dispel the doubts in her heart. Preconceived, Chen Wenshan was also looking for an excuse to hold his hand when he was in the apricot building.

Chen Wenshan smiled bitterly, understanding that this could not be explained in one or two sentences.

In the street where Chen Wenshan and Meng'er girl passed, two waves of people stopped.

The people were lost, and the two waves of people looked at each other, each tacitly. Two waves of people left in two different directions, one Haihe Gang and one City Lord's Mansion.

In view of the situation just now, Chen Wenshan was not too embarrassed to walk side by side with Miss Meng'er, and continued to walk in front with two dry coughs.

When she went out of the city gate, Miss Meng'er said, "Lin Gongzi, do you know which direction the broken temple is?"

Out of prudence, Miss Meng'er still called Chen Wenshan as Lin Gongzi.

"I don't know, doesn't Miss Meng'er know?"

Miss Meng'er tilted her head and looked at Chen Wenshan playfully, and said, "Then shouldn't Gongzi Lin follow behind me?" ”

Chen Wenshan was slightly stunned, consciously took a few steps back, and landed behind Miss Meng'er.

Chen Wenshan and Meng'er girl walked out of the city gate, left from the side of an official road, and passed through several overgrown forest paths, and their vision gradually widened.

The Temple of the Broken Dragon King is in a messy grass, and when you get closer, there is a path that you have trampled on in front of you, which should be the traces left by someone walking here for a long time.

Chen Wenshan didn't understand why Miss Meng'er had come here, which didn't make sense.

Miss Meng'er seemed to see the question in Chen Wenshan's heart, and said with thin lips: "Meng'er also saw this place by chance, Lin Gongzi don't think nonsense." ”

Chen Wenshan nodded knowingly, not caring about it, this is the best way to deal with it by summarizing past experience.

The two walked in from this path and saw the Temple of the Broken Dragon King.

The dilapidated degree of this dragon king temple is not very serious, and through some subtleties, you can imagine the scene of the heyday of incense in the past.

"Jiang Ye Temple!"

Chen Wenshan stepped forward to look at the broken plaque on the temple gate, the word in the middle was no longer recognizable, and he could only see these three words clearly.

Chen Wenshan turned around and asked, "Does Miss Meng'er know what the words in the middle are?"

Miss Meng'er looked at the plaque, thought for a while, and said: "If Meng'er hadn't stumbled into this Dragon King Temple by mistake that day, Meng'er wouldn't have known that there was this Dragon King Temple near this Sichuan City, and Meng'er hadn't heard anyone mention the name written on this plaque." ”

"It's not simple, it stands to reason that the incense of the Dragon King Temple in the river basin should be extremely prosperous. Why is there a ruined dragon king temple outside the city of Mingchuan?"

Miss Meng'er pulled the corner of Chen Wenshan's clothes and said, "Young Master Lin, let's go in and have a look." ”

Chen Wenshan gave up the question he was thinking about, and stepped into this broken face at the request of Miss Meng'er.

Depression, these two words are Chen Wenshan's first feeling, and Chen Wenshan has a feeling of prosperity and decline inside and outside the temple.

It's like the heyday of the world's thriving dynasty being wiped out overnight.

There was no one in the temple, two broken wooden doors were on both sides of the temple, Chen Wenshan tried it, and it could be closed.

Miss Meng'er stared at a place carefully, and pointed at Chen Wenshan gesturely.

Chen Wenshan looked in the direction of Miss Meng'er's finger, his brows slightly condensed.

He pretended to say loudly to Miss Meng'er: "Miss Meng'er, it seems that there is no one in this temple, let's leave first." ”

Miss Meng'er also responded loudly: "Okay, Lin Gongzi. ”

The two walked out of the temple gate and hid to the right, and after a while, Chen Wenshan quietly looked into the temple.

A few small heads popped up in several corners of the temple, and several small heads first looked cautiously outside the temple and dared to come out only after making sure that no one was there.

These little heads are a few young children, and the older one is only about seven years old.

Several children gathered together, and one of the younger children said, "Are those two bad people just now?"

The older child said: "It must be, Brother Dong said, except for him and Third Brother Yu, the others are all bad people, especially the city lord of Mingchuan City, called ...... What's it called?"

The other youngest child jumped up and said, "I know, I know, it's called Yun Li, Brother Dong said that he is the biggest bad guy." ”

The older kid nodded his head and said, "Yes, it's Yunli." ”

One child asked, "Have we been discovered, what are we going to do now?"

"Don't be afraid, they shouldn't have noticed us, didn't they all see that they were all gone just now? ”

Chen Wenshan walked out from the right side of the temple gate with his hands behind his back and shouted "wow".

Several children looked at Chen Wenshan in confusion, and then there was a series of ghosts crying wolf howls in the temple. Several children ran around, hurriedly hiding, the youngest child accidentally knocked his head, it is estimated that the knock was not light, two little hands covered the head and simply sat on the ground and cried, while crying and shouting: "Brother Dong, help! There are bad people who want to arrest us!"

Chen Wenshan was furrowed, he really didn't expect these children's reactions to be so violent.

Miss Meng'er came out and glanced at him reproachfully, walked over and picked up the crying child, and looked at him with pity, "Don't cry, don't cry, we're not bad people, sister will give you snacks." ”

The older child didn't know where to get the stick, so he took the stick and plucked up his courage and said to Chen Wenshan and the others: "You guys...... Who are you, ...... Hurry up and let go of Ning Ning, what are you going to do?"

The child spoke incoherently and tremblingly, and seemed to be still afraid. He was the oldest, and he felt that he had a responsibility to protect his younger siblings, so at this moment, even though his hand with a stick was shaking, he still stood up. Under his leadership, the rest of the children ran behind him and looked at Chen Wenshan and the two.

"Do you think we look like bad people?" Chen said.

The child looked at Chen Wenshan for a while, looked at Miss Meng'er for a while, and said after a few glances: "She doesn't look like you, you look like!"

Chen Wenshan smiled helplessly, this kid is really good at judging people by his appearance, he tried to take two steps forward, and those children followed and took two steps back, keeping a certain distance.

Miss Meng'er took out a few pieces of crisp cake wrapped in oiled paper from her waist, took one and gave it to the red-eyed child in her arms, and then handed the rest to the oldest child, and threw his stick by the way.

"Don't be afraid, we're just here to see, not the bad guys. Now, there's something to eat here, you send it down first, and we'll talk about it, okay?"

The child took the pastry, looked at the Meng'er girl, nodded a little bit of the little head, and sent the pastries one by one, no more, no less, just one piece per person.