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Chapter 168: The Beauty of the Broken Temple

Although spring is prosperous and full of vitality, the clouds and winds are clear in this autumn, the sky is clear, the leaves are falling, and the fragrance of osmanthus is also a unique scene. Walking in the world, Su Yang's spiritual bones are clear, and he exhales and inhales. Recently, in the underworld, all the fly camps and dogs have dissipated, and they retreat bravely to make good use of themselves.

Even though the world is not good, it is warm and bright compared to the dark underworld.

Qingyun Mountain entrusted Lou Yuan, but Su Yang was not worried. With Sha Fulin and Feng Yuan on his side, there would be no trouble.

He quit his post and took his back, and took care of his own home.

Whether it is a fox demon or a bird-singing Taoist priest in Qingyun Mountain, Lou Yuan, as the new city god, naturally had his way of dealing with it. Su Yang no longer thought about it. As early as two days ago, Su Yang said goodbye to the Wheel King and came all the way to Jiangsu. Crown Prince Chen Yang waved his hand. Now that he is in Jinling, Su Yang wants to find him, kill him, and take his military expenses back to marry his wife.

To put it simply, it is to kill people and rob.

In addition, it is to meet your life assistant.

He was wearing a blue autumn outfit, with a box of cages on his back, and there were also pens, ink, paper and inkstones in the cages. The Four Books and Five Classics, Su Yang was a scholar studying abroad. He came to Jiangsu and came along the way, traveling around the mountains and rivers. He saw many famous mountains and rivers, and was happier. At this time, he was walking on the road, his eyes were bright and leisurely, and he was elegant when he moved his shoes. From a distance, he naturally had the breeze and the bright moon came into his arms.

It was almost noon, and Su Yang sat in the first-class water for a while and took out the Polygonatum collected from the cage. After washing it in the water, he sniffed it and the entrance was sweet, looking at the vast river in front of him.

"I just started a divination."

Yan Ruyu's voice came and said, "What is said in the hexagram is beneficial to the great rivers."

"hehe……"

Su Yang smiled.

"You all believe that the hexagram is extremely accurate."

Yan Ruyu said, "I tell fortunes in Laobitan, saying that you will cause disaster because of a woman, don't you just cause trouble because of me? I also said that you will meet noble people in the north, and you will meet Emperor Guan Sheng in the north, which is enough to make achievements. I also said that if you can take a step forward, don't you just retreat? The truths in this world are all in the Yi."

Guangping County is located in the north of Qingyun Mountain.

Yan Ruyu said this, and the hexagrams really seem to be in line with Su Yang's later events.

Su Yang looked at the box cage, and Yan Ruyu stayed in the book in the box cage and asked, "Then calculate it for me, what's the good or bad of this trip."

Yan Ruyu was silent for a long time when she heard the words, as if she was staying in the Book of Changes and calling out a hexagram, saying: "Good and bad luck are hard to determine."

"Ha ha."

Su Yang smiled again. The fortune telling thing is always very vague. Afterwards, it is compared. Oh, it is actually the case. In fact, it is mostly possible to match it. Just like the good and bad luck is hard to determine, what is good and bad luck is, and what degree of expressiveness is all vague.

There are indeed accurate fortune-telling in the world of immortals and gods, but Yan Ruyu is obviously a half-baked person.

"snort."

Hearing Su Yang's mocking, Yan Ruyu snorted and stopped talking.

After resting slightly, Su Yang got up and continued walking. He didn't want to ride a horse or drive. He walked calmly on the road. Su Yang felt relaxed and comfortable. He walked until the evening. It was not until he saw a dilapidated temple in the mountains and forests that Su Yang wanted to rest here.

“Buzz buzz…”

"Squeak..."

When Su Yang entered the temple, he first stinked a stinking smell, and then he saw a few big rats in the temple. Even if he saw people coming in, he was not afraid at all. He raised his eyes and looked at Su Yang. In addition, there were many cockroaches, bed bugs, mosquitoes and fleas in the temple.

It's still so rampant in autumn.

Su Yang smelled it and felt that the stinky smell in the temple was unpleasant. He reached out to open the window in the ruined temple to make the front and back of the ruined temple breathable, so that it would feel better.

Looking at the statues in the temple, they were not all the gods that Su Yang knew well. They were worshipped as if they were a middle-aged Confucian scholar holding a scroll in his hand, and the other half of his body had already decayed.

This kind of environment is not a place for people to live in, but sleeping in the barren mountains and there is not so much attention. If you don’t live here, then you will be outside, using the sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, and sleeping in the wind and dew at night. In this weather, even a man with iron will have to be seriously ill.

Su Yang is naturally not afraid of wind and dew, and he also has a magic pen and carriage, but he doesn't want to show these superpowers for no reason.

Putting down the box, Su Yang took out the eel bone meal, eel bone meal, date pit, Qin Jiao and others from the box, and put it on the open space. The Heart Fire and Lung God moved and blew on them. The bone meal and date pit, Qin Jiao immediately burned, and then the fire darkened again and thick black smoke began to rise.

With the cage, Su Yang hurried outside, closed the doors and windows, and used the thick smoke to repel mosquitoes, bed bugs, and mice in the room.

After the thick smoke passed, Su Yang pushed open the door again. The thick smoke at the entrance choked Su Yang and couldn't accept it. He blew out in one breath, causing the strong wind in the room to drive away the thick smoke. In this way, he entered the temple. He saw that there were no flies and bugs in the temple, and even the stench before dispersed a lot.

Put down the box again, and Su Yang took out the mosquito coils inside... The mosquito coils have a long history in ancient China and have been greatly improved to this day, and there are many good recipes. As a doctor, Su Yang usually bought a lot of books with Yan Ruyu and the market. Combined with ancient methods and his own understanding, he improved the mosquito coils again. When he blew the mosquito coils in his mouth, it was already burning. He inserted the mosquito coils into the incense burner. In the entire ruined temple, there was a fragrance of osmanthus and chrysanthemums.

This mosquito coil is to prevent mosquitoes and come back.

I picked up some dead branches outside, Su Yang lit a bonfire in the room and laid hay on the side, which was the lowest resting conditions.

Sitting upright on the ground, holding a book in his hand, Yan Ruyu's figure was graceful in the book, and the two of them chatted for a while.

"Grandpa, look, there is a house in front of you who can live in."

"Yes, grandpa, look, the house in front can be lived in."

When Su Yang was talking to Yan Ruyu, he heard the voice outside. The male voice in front was a little thick, and the male voice behind was a little frivolous. Su Yang stood up and saw that it was a pair of twin brothers, both of whom were eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all wearing good clothes. They just looked at their words and actions, and they looked like urchin children aged four or five.

Behind the twin brothers, a thin old man, who was forty or fifty years old, had gray hair and strong body. He was carrying a box behind the two brothers, sighed a long time, and walked in with a slow pace.

"Grandpa, look, there are people here."

"Yes, grandpa, look, there are people here."

The twin brothers pushed open the door and saw Su Yang inside. Su Yang closed the book. The thin old man had already entered the door. Seeing Su Yang, he bowed and said, "The man who is practicing the way is going to Jinling with his two grandsons, and disturbed the wilderness."

Su Yang smiled and said, "I am also a guest here. I have more people and more companions. I am not lonely at night. Please come in from my father-in-law."

The thin old man nodded and said, "That's all, I'll disturb you." After entering the temple gate, he saw that the temple had been cleaned up by Su Yang, and there were mosquito coils on it, and said, "Looking at the appearance of the temple, you will know the scholar's hills and valleys."

Su Yang shook his head and smiled. He just made the place feel more comfortable.

The old man walked in, and Su Yang leaned against the western wall. He took his two grandsons to the east wall, and also rolled hay outside, asking the two grandsons to sit down honestly. During the process, he got his name with Su Yang. The old man was named Liu Han, and one was called "Ping" and the other was called "An". The three of them went to Jinling to collect debts.

"I went to study abroad."

Su Yang said: "The ancients said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Jiangsu has always been a brilliant place, and Qinhuai is even more prosperous and prosperous. Life is short. If you can't see it with your own eyes, you will be regretful."

Speaking of Qinhuai, Su Yang felt that if he had fate during this period of time, he might be able to see the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai.

"The scholar is very interested."

Liu Han had already sat down against the wall, looked at Su Yang with a long sigh, and looked at his two demented grandchildren.

"Grandpa, what's the first couplet you posted today?"

Liu Ping grabbed Liu Han, and the 18 or 19-year-old man acted like a child of four or five years old, and asked, "It's that pear or something."

After being interrupted by Liu Ping, Liu Han could not continue to talk with Su Yang, so he could only lower his head to coax his two grandsons, think about it, and said, "Can they be... two orioles sing in the green willow?"

“Yes, yes.”

Liu Ping said: "I thought about it for a day and thought of the following: Pineapple should be against watermelon, two should be against four, so the second couplet should be with four watermelons rolling away."

“Hahaha…”

Liu Han smiled bitterly on his face, reached out to touch Liu Ping's head, and praised: "My grandson is so conscious."

"Grandpa, I'm in the way too."

Liu An pulled Liu Han and said, "I'm facing my brother, I'm going to the ground and go to eight watermelons."

Liu Han reached out and touched Liu An's head, praising: "The grandson has a good memory."

He raised his eyes and looked at Su Yang sitting opposite him. He was so majestic and bright, and he didn't talk much. He could be said to be Fanglan's body, and his belly was full of articles. Looking at his two grandchildren, he couldn't help but feel lost and secretly hated.

Destiny? Calamity? Or Heavenly Punishment?

After closing the book, Su Yang was lying on the licorice. Although Liu Ping and Liu An were mentally depressed, his tutoring was good. Liu Han said that he should not make noise. The two of them didn't say a word, honestly, and they didn't look like naughty children at all.

There was only the crackling sound of bonfires in the room.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

It was already dark, and there was a knock on the door outside.

Su Yang sat up, walked forward, opened the door, and was surprised to find that there was a beautiful man in green standing outside the temple gate, with a faint resentment. After seeing Su Yang, Yingying bowed and said, "Young Master, I was driven out of the house by my husband and asked me to return to my parents' home at night. I couldn't walk anymore. Can you let me rest here for a while?"
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